TheRinster

Everyone always asks me that, and no. I don't hustle and I don't gamble. When I'm out with my friends, I stay as far away from a pool table as possible. I keep business and personal separate. My life stays easier that way. The only time I'll ever step in is if I see a bunch of jerks at a bar take over the table and not let my friends play. Then I'll put my quarters on the table, insist on playing when my quarters are up, then get them off the table and embarrass them a little bit so they stop acting like jerks, but that's all. I do it so my friends can play. Otherwise, you'll never see me at a pool table at a bar-type setting.

I play in a lot of tournaments outside of the women's tour. 90% of the time I'm competing with mostly men.

Well, obviously the most important thing is that everything is perfectly level...the pockets and all of the folds on the cloth are totally clean and tight, and there are no bumps/rocks/anything under the cloth. Make sure you've measured out enough room around the table (if possible) for the customer to play. Also...make sure you allow a day to come back to re-level the table in a few weeks/months if the table is installed on carpet, because it's going to settle into the carpet and un-level just a little bit. I don't know a thing about installing tables or putting them together, but I can tell you that little much.

Spread your thumb and index finger apart. About that much.

I didn't get into when I was young like a lot of the prodigies out there now. I didn't get into it until I was in high school. I was actually a hardcore jock with full rides to pretty much any school of my choosing with several different sports, music scholarships and art scholarships. I kind of had it all going on...but then I blew out my knees really bad in sports and I lost all my sport scholarships and I needed to find something to do with myself because I wasn't used to sitting at home twiddling my thumbs and I was a very competitive person by nature. My dad suggested going to a pool hall one day on a rainy Saturday afternoon, and the rest is history as they say.