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Chris Gaynor is a writer with 10 years' experience writing for the web. He loves snooker, CSI and loves cycling off tiramisu!

A poem…

Can often say so much about how someone is feeling in a certain situation.

And for SnookerZone, he thought he’d pen this short poem to highlight what he misses about snooker and try to connect you with those feelings.

Let us know what makes you miss snooker so much? Leave a comment below after you’ve read the poem…

We miss: By Chris Gaynor…

snooker

We miss the sound of the balls thundering in the pockets…

We miss the sound of voices echoing around.

We miss the sight of our opponent missing the pot and sighing and making a sound…

!Why did I miss,” he shouts?

We miss watching the Rocket…

We miss the rattle of the drinks glasses at lunchtime, or the sizzle of the sausages cooking in the frying pan.

We miss the sight of seeing the scores go up and up – yeah, it’s 100.

We miss the clap of that one person who utters, “good shot mate.”

We miss, we miss…

We miss being able to shake hands with our mates.

We miss being able to impress those female dates.

We miss being able to bang the cue down on the floor,

We miss the desperation of leaving and then desperately wanting to come back for more…

We miss, we miss…

We miss those special moments of laughter, tears, and joy.

We miss the joy of playing with our little girl or wee boy…

We miss being able to tap the table in appreciation.

And we miss banging our knuckles in desperation.

But most of all, we miss to miss…

We miss chatting to the staff guy who works hard for free table time

We miss asking him if he’d like a frame.

We miss knocking in a belter down the rail

And hearing that guy kick up a stink on another table.

We miss feeling the way we used to…

We miss parking the car and getting that snooker feeling meeting you know who…

But most of all, we miss to miss…

We miss the smell of rotten tobacco outside in the bins…

Nah We don’t really.

But we miss watching the others light up outside,

Trying to de-stress from the pressures of missing,

As we miss having our own intervals…

We miss to miss…

We miss running our hands over the rough cloth,

Or swatting that pesky Moth,

We miss seeing the lampshade flicker,

telling us it’s time for dinner…

But most of all

We miss, to miss…

We miss meeting up with coach, who tells us we’re doing OK,

And we miss when he gives us a big confidence boost and then likes to say…

Here’s your homework to do for next session, enjoy…

We miss time flying,

We miss working on those new routines and stressing about too hard trying…

But most of all,

We miss, to miss…

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