With a capital "T" that rhymes with "P" and that stands for Pool.
Well I suppose it was inevitable. His daddy won the "Pool Shark" sweatshirt twice. And his father and grandfather had their own cues. My son, now 16, caught Pool Fever last weekend. You see it was raining after guitar lessons and we all hid out at the Crooked Cue. After three hours of playing with his uncle and his dad, my son was hooked and we had to go back the next day. Two and a half hours felt like 20 minutes and he's been bugging us to go back all week.