In true O’Sullivan style, the snooker legend switches hands to pot the red that wrote him even further into snooker folklore
“I didn’t even fancy potting that black to be honest with you, I was feeling it”
It was, in one sense only, a victory for the little man
Barney Weston visited the first English Open, and this is how he got on
Adam Fearn and Matthew Whitworth kick back with a few beers at The Northern Quarter’s popular Black Dog Ballroom, Manchester’s answer to the American speakeasy.
“I was getting sick of losing and watching other players winning all the titles on TV.”
When the game is murder, you can’t afford to lose