Rod Serling must’ve been running dry with his creativity because like the previous episode, this one stinks and maybe even worse than the last. A man who wants to be the greatest at pool faces off against his dead competitor’s reputation and skill. He even talks to himself to psyche himself up, like a personal pep talk, bordering off pity. His rival comes back from the dead with a deal and he accepts and wins, eventually dies and goes to pool heaven. What is this? This episode was not scary or interesting. It never made sense. It was just rambling on and on. Boy!
The Twilight Zone: Review: A Game of Pool
