two main problems when he came to me for help.
after playing for thirty-four years in his own way, he had to learn
to play the way I wanted him to in the future. Secondly, he had
to learn to be a winner again, by competing against and beating
the best players in the world.
game was in a dreadful state when we got together in February 1988.
He had been playing by sheer instinct - he was that sort of player
- but finally the game caught up with him.
the end he just couldn't understand what was going wrong and this
only fuelled the doubts. It became a huge mental problem for him.
No longer could he rely on natural ability, no longer was he knocking
in the balls almost automatically like he used to. His consistency
had gone haywire.
has always had bottle and dedication. He always tried to put up
a good show, even if his method was lacking at times. But when his
own game reached such depths that he even contemplated quitting,
a word with his close friend, Terry Griffiths, put in motion the
chain of events which sent him heading towards me in Blackpool.
had never read a book about snooker, never had a day's coaching
in his life, and I knew as soon as he picked up his cue and practised
with me that a lot of hard work had to be done if he was to become
successful again. For instance, Doug's idea of putting side on the
cue ball was to hit across it either to the left or the right. Cueing
in a straight line just didn't enter his thoughts.
is a very effective way of imparting side on the cue ball but what
happens between the cue ball and the object ball is anybody's guess.
is hard enough mastering side in the first place, and Doug's method
made it that much more difficult because big allowances had to be
made with each shot as the cue ball went even further off line.
It certainly didn't help consistency, but it did show how much natural
ability he possessed to have got away with a method like that for
I first discussed Doug's problems with him, I also realized he didn't
know which was his master eye. I knew it was the right eye, yet
he was playing with his left eye over the cue. At first I got Doug
to play shots as he always had over the years. Then I showed him
how I wanted him to play them. He couldn't believe it when the balls
started going the way he wanted. The fact that his left eye had
been over the cue instead of the right eye was the reason why he
wasn't middling the cue ball when he thought he was.
Doug was a willing pupil. He was prepared to put in a lot of hard
After all, everything had to come from him once he knew what to
work on. The World Championship that year (1988) was his first opportunity
to test out the new methods, which he realized would take time to
develop. He won his first match against Barry West, 10- 6, then
lost 13-1 to Neal Foulds. The match report in Snooker Scene said:
'Under pressure he was undone by having to concentrate on technique
rather than what he was trying to do with it.'
it does take time for new methods to become internalised so that
all your concentration is free for the game. Doug never expected
to do anything in the World Championship, but it was a start and
throughout the summer he visited me three or four times as I set
about knocking his game into shape. I could see he was going the
right way at the practice table and, to help him progress with a
new action, he played in a handful of pro-ams, reaching the final
in one of them.
takes courage to stick to a new method when you're getting hammered
into the ground, as Doug was by Neal Foulds, or to risk your reputation
at events in which top players don't normally play, but you have
to expose your technique to the strains and stresses of matchplay
because, in the end, this is what matters.
was concentrated on the drill, and this is what the new action was
all about. It surprised me really that he had coped so well with
it having played along completely different lines for thirty-odd
years. To change from something which had come naturally to him
was very hard.
the start of the 1988-9 season, Doug beat Dave Martin 5-1, then
lost 5-4 to Joe Johnson in the fourth round of the Fidelity International
at Stoke. That performance told me only too well he had to overcome
a mental problem. For two years he had been sliding down the ranking
list by losing to all and sundry. Now his game was coming together
again, but it still was not easy for him to think in terms of winning
against a leading player. In sight of the winning post it was hard
for him to accept that he was back with the big boys - and with
every chance of beating them.
was some encouragement, though, in the Rothmans Grand Prix. Stephen
Hendry was the defending champion, but he hadn't really prepared
himself properly for the new season and wasn't firing on all cylinders.
Doug was feeling more confident and playing much better, and he
won 5-1. He should really have got to at least the quarter-finals,
because he was 4-0 up on Alain Robidoux before losing 5-4.
did very well, but he had a crucial fluke in the seventh which would
otherwise have given Doug an easy chance for frame and match. Doug
acknowledged afterwards, though, that some of it was his own fault:
'I got a bit tentative and uptight. I was trying to protect what
had.' What Doug had to do was to believe in himself again and realize
he could be a winner.
5-4 victory over Willie Thorne in the Canadian Masters in Toronto
was important, because this was the first close one he had won against
a leading player for quite a time. He lost 5-4 to Terry Griffiths
in the last sixteen but with any 5-4, it's usually only a shot or
two here or there, or even a bit of luck, which makes the difference
between winning and losing. It comes down to confidence and attitude
in the end.
came the Tennents UK, and of course no one could foresee Doug winning
it. The only realistic way to approach it was a match at a time,
but it was a good start to beat Neal Foulds 9-4. Doug said that
it wasn't the same Neal he'd played at Sheffield, but it wasn't
the same Doug either! Doug then beat Joe Johnson 9-5, which was
a good performance except for some nervousness near the end - 'Clincher's
Disease', as Clive Everton calls it. It's really loss of concentration.
The thought of winning and what it means to you destroys your concentration
on the task in hand.
had an even worse attack in the quarter- finals. He was five up
with six to play on John Virgo, but Doug started to flounder. John
started to play well and Doug only just dropped over the line 9-8.
He kept telling himself. 'The Drill! The Drill! Hang in there. Don't
panic'. But it's not so easy to do.
he had managed to hold himself together just enough to win, all
the tension went out of him. When he beat Terry Griffiths 9-4 in
the semi-finals he said he had never felt so relaxed. He'd been
confident of his technique for some time. Now he was confident of
the outset of the event I had still needed to get across to Doug
not to expect too much. I didn't want to put pressure on him in
any way. My last words each time he went to the table were simple.
'Stick to the drill and enjoy yourself. I even added: 'If the drill
is good enough for you to be a winner, fair enough. If it isn't,
well, that's too bad.'
when Doug played Terry in the semi- finals, I told him to give it
a whirl. His game was together and it was only human of him to start
thinking about the final when he was so close to it. Beating Terry
proved to him he was back in the big time and that his new action
would stand up to the challenge of winning really big matches.
now came Stephen Hendry, who had just beaten the best player in
the world at that time, Steve Davis. Who was Doug Mountjoy to Stephen
Hendry after such a victory? Forget about Doug having beaten him
5-1 in the Rothmans. The circumstances were completely different.
Stephen respected Doug in a professional way, but did not really
believe Doug could beat him over 31 frames.
had played his best snooker against Steve. Could he reproduce it?
Certainly he could if he was given enough chances, but how would
he play if Doug could put doubt in his mind?
explained to Doug that he should treat Stephen with the same respect
as he would Steve Davis. But for Stephen the challenge wasn't quite
the same. He had a lot to lose precisely because he was now such
a hot favorite to win the title.
also kept reminding Doug whom he had beaten on the road to the final:
two former world champions, Griffiths and Johnson, and a former
UK champion, Virgo. Deep down I suppose I would have been quite
happy to see him finish runner-up, but I never once ruled out victory.
it turned out, Doug's performance surpassed everything I'd hoped
for, particularly on the Sunday afternoon when he won all seven
frames to lead 14-7, knocking in century breaks in the last two.
A third century followed at the start of the last session to put
Doug eight up with nine to play. Stephen fought back, but Doug eventually
My finger-nails were a little shorter than they had been at tea-
time, but even with Stephen winning five frames in a row I could
see Doug was still pretty well together - nothing like the man he
had been against Virgo.
was generous of Doug to give me so much credit afterwards, but it
had been such a pleasure working with a genuine trier that the satisfaction
of his success was the big thing for me. As well as he was now playing
it was still, more than either of us could reasonably expect that
a few weeks later Doug should win the next ranking tournament, the
Mercantile Classical at Blackpool, beating Tony Knowles, Paddy Browne,
a surprise quarter-finalist, and then Cliff Thorburn, the first
time he'd beaten him in seven attempts.
Jones, who used to be Doug's regular practice partner, did wonders
to get to the final from the other half and led Doug 11-9 at one
stage but Doug's experience and technique carried him through 13-11.
ended the season 10th in the world ranking, up from 24th. His prize
money earnings for the season were £181,934, far and away the best
of his career.
still had things to work on, such as using the rest. He was very
inept with it for a player of his standard. Even during the UK Champion-
ship there were times I dreaded him using it. I also wanted to take
him through various situations he could possibly find at the match
table and practice them time and again. Not only potting but safety,
snookers and escape routes figured in his schedule.
has been the perfect pupil, even more in harmony with my thoughts
than Terry Griffiths. He was prepared to sink or swim with me. He
was over the moon at winning the UK. But neither of us ever thought:
'That's it.' There was still more hard work to do.
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