The Crucible, home to many snooker tournaments, Photo by Gary Butterfield on Unsplash

The Curious Case of the King of Snooker, Ronnie O’Sullivan

There is just something so mesmerizing about watching that guy clear the table.

4 min readSep 21, 2022


In recent months, I’ve taken exercise to heart. Every day, I walk around the neighborhood and I use a little trampoline. When I use the trampoline, I like to put something on YouTube. I’ve tried watching dramas, but then I have to read subtitles, not an easy thing to do on a trampoline. Then I tried tennis, and then golf, both of them disorienting. Then I found snooker.

Hardly anything moves on a snooker table. The table weighs more than 1000 pounds, so it’s not going anywhere. The balls roll for a short time, then stop. The colors are pleasing to the eye. The proportions of the table and the way they’re framed by the camera, give it a sort of golden ratio. I could see how this could work while I bounce up and down.

I didn’t just find snooker to be pleasing and easy to watch while rebounding on a trampoline. I saw Ronnie O’Sullivan, arguably the king of snooker. This is a man who started playing when he was six. He won his first tournament when he was nine, and he just never stopped playing.

He’s like this living fantasy of a snooker player. I’ve seen him win a frame of snooker from 70–0 and he had zero to start. He found an opening and…