In which our hero observes, in a low silent tone, the match betwixt vested masters.
Alterson to break. Which he does cleanly, the rod is out, long, and well chalked. It slams directly into the ball, forcing the pockets.
The break is all over the place, but he’s really put his opponent over the table here. Pot after pot. Beautiful.
Karim to break. Prefers a thicker cue. Oh nice English, its spun, but a tricky break, and, yes, he’s decided to pass the action over to his opponent. Tricky position for Alterson, he’s backed into a corner, and oh no, how disappointing for the young scamp. Karim has taken him on and laid him back against the baize. Look how he’s holding the weighted end of that cue, masterful. Pocketed, over and again. Magnificent. Karim is from Wales and is known for his calm, controlling style. Oh very nice.
How will Alterson respond here, a messy break, all over the place, spilling his balls everywhere on the green. And Karim is taking advantage of him. Oh goodness. Now that, ladies and gentlemen, is world championship action. That is fucking a man until he squeals on a snooker table. And what class. He didn’t even remove his bow tie, vest, or shoes. Look at Alterson’s pocket, how fast Karim filled it with his balls.
Ladies and Gentlemen. That is truely Potted Black.
