Last night, I learned how to drink beer from a bottle and shoot pool. I went to a little Irish pub in Fell's Point where there was Framboise, and Flogging Molly poured from the jukebox. I actually won half of the games we played, having the distinct satisfaction of shooting the 9-ball in a difficult shot just as a hot guy walked past, so of course he had to comment upon my (perceived) skills.

But really, I learned the secret to playing pool. Drink less beer than your opponent, and always make sure your ass looks great when you bend over. A little distraction goes a long, long way.