At this pool hall we went to in Changdong in northern Seoul, they provided customers with these three-fingered gloves. That changed my game forever. I didn’t get any better, mind you, and a practice round playing against myself would still last several days (assuming I don’t sink the eight ball), but it did give me a better grip on my beer glass, especially when it was covered in condensation. It also kept my fingers warm, even on an ice cold glass in the dead of winter.
Combined, those two factors allowed me to almost double my rate of sipping, greatly increasing my beer consumption and as a result, making the game of pool almost fun. Almost. I still find it dull beyond belief and I haven’t played once since that picture, which coincidentally, was taken exactly two years ago today. Even if I had wanted to play in that time, I’m not sure I could. You can’t expect me to go back to playing with all ten fingers exposed….