He fell into the game, Not by choice.

Its from the flat to the oval that it was noticed as a puddle...
Staring into it, shivering outward, rings of outer world and self reflected back to him.
Walking past, catching the glance of a pregnant woman pushing a first born in a shopping cart,
he held onto his pool cue that he used as a walking stick and began wondering if the money from his upcoming hustle would be enough for a stroller.