Yesterday for the first time in a long, long time I felt the infinity and flair which used to be an ever-present to me 10 or 15 years ago. Before I even started to really learn any things. I suddenly felt that too when I one morning read that Ding Junhui had beaten Alan McManus in this year World´s semi. Nothing against Alan, not at all, but I think Ding is a great, great player and really deserved at least one Worlds final. But I lost that once so famous to me infinity and flair almost straight away after that. But the way Ding dispatched some really good players like Mark J Williams was just simple superb. Or how he knocked that last 147 which has been made when things otherwise looked an extremely dull. Just from nowhere. He has some balls.
But one thing which also was an ever-present to me, was the really tough hangovers. During many summers. A mate after a mate got fed up with me because of those and runned away. Too little proper work, too little proper human relationships, and too many San Miguels