At 3-1, the cue ball fell upon the break and all of a sudden, the score evolved to 3-4. I re-gained the lead at 5-4, when the same mischief happened again. The cue ball was pocketed upon the break and the player from Spain took a 8-5 lead. I fought myself back into the match and scored until the 7-8. And again, I shot an unlucky break. The 9 ball stoped just in front of a pocket and I could not see the 1 ball. My attempt to pocket the 9 ball with a rail shot did not work – the 9 remained in front of the pocket.. Alcoberro missed the 1 ball and left me with a rail shot for the 1 ball. With the 9 ball hanging over the pocket and the 4 ball just beside, I had a major path. But the 1 ball dazzled in an unreal way in the pocket without falling. Now, the rack was open for the Spanish player and he made use of this opportunity to win 9-7. The audience cheered the succes of their fellow countryman and my nightmare 2005 goes on.