They were the times of the advanced schools, I understood that to study too much he was counter-productive and therefore it was important to have a hobby to cultivate for an hour from the 17 to the 18, I chose the billiards, why in short it was paid to installments and it was not one spold planned a priori, to moreover I saw within one intellectual member strongly us, the billiards to my opinion it was and it is calm, concentration, fantasy.

With Amedeo I made first left in a far gaming-den in order then to choose of one near house, to the beginning hard work in finding with who was made to play, but then little to the time I made the first acquaintances and to find one challenging divenne more and more simple, also why the formula of "who loses satisfied" it is convenient is for the beginners that they want to learn that for the experts which in practical can train themselves gratis.

I in particular was "pollo" the preferred one of a sure "Minnesota", a brufoloso adolescent and full of life, that he had learned to play to bigliardo in the gaming-den of the father and, to dispetto of the young age, it was strongest, specialized in the shooting of "block" that is the cannate ones to 200km/h that they smash in the hole, I do not have idea of how many times I have lost to us but of the rest he says that with the moneies expenses in order to learn to play us one could be bought calmly leg of gold for the billiards.

Little to the time divenni strongly also I, until to that torneo of Easter , there eran nearly all the champions of the gaming-den, I for intimorire the competition introduce myself with a book on the triangolations in the billiards, I work, the first easy adversaries son, then in semifinal encounter Remigio, fort, calm, refined, a beautiful game, until to the shooting that strabilia it and I the ball white woman and the 1 yellow attacked to the same long side, the hole prechosen to the other extremity, my technique to the job, the firm arm we melt myself with the stick, not there are brandeggi, the decided, inexorable movement, the blow I leave alone in which the mental image of the trajectory covered from the ball towards the objective it is by now clear, around not is null, he is Hush in which a concentrated mind he succeeds to decrease itself, it is the dominion of the large ones turns out to you, and therefore has been, memory the general astonishment, Remigio sentenzia a phrase that still I have in mind at a distance of 10 years "... but that these balls are also made!!!" , in end I lose with honor against "Cello", an other that to my opinion plays more with the mind that with the arm, is however happiest and I carry me to house the prize for the classified second, a beautiful paschal basket and the conviction to have explored the limits of my abilities.