Knock. Clack. Wa-thump.
There’s not a ton of sounds that I think of as beautiful. But there’s something about the noise that billiard balls make when they hit each other, and when they fall into a pocket, that gives me joy every time I hear it.
It has an air of sophistication to it. It makes me feel like a member of high society, even if I’m just hearing it and not playing. I’ve never heard that clacking sound replicated anywhere, and it’s one of my favorite sounds in the world.
And, of course, there’s the satisfaction you get when you actually sink a shot. But I know very little about that.