I put his site up on PoE proper today, too. Game of the century!

There are just too many of these poor people out there. This guy does hurt pretty bad.

Many episodes of Dragon's Den, the British equivalent of this show:
http://www.tv-links.co.uk/show.do/1/3360

"What happened when you got this vision? What were you doing?"

My guess is playing ice hockey.

But maybe if he gave it 30 years...

Joke aside, that was hard to watch.

"My ex-wife and I..." Oh really, what on Earth could have happened there?

Guys like this are why stuff like Pursuit of Happyness and other happy American Dream horseshit pisses me off so much.
The sooner he gives up on Bulletball the sooner he could come up with a dumb idea that's actually marketable. He's determined enough to succeed if he could just stop lying to himself.

Inventors are one of the most tragic groups of people.

That guy might need some meds or something.

I guess there are worse things to lose your life to than inventing, but it's still tragic and depressing.

Coming in: "I have bullet-ball."

Going out: "I have one bullet and one day I'll be able to afford a gun."

"Many inventors take their inventions to the grave with them..."

Yes. Please.

:(

26 years. I'm guessing the first four were working on the angle of the table (flat turned out to be best), after eight more years the idea of side walls revolutionized the whole concept, then the last fourteen have been for the placement of the table lines that aren't used in gameplay.

At this point it's probably not even about the game anymore for him. It's about the obsession and about proving people wrong. Those four can't have been the first ones to tell him the game isn't going to fly.

I guess they do check participants for concealed weaponry at the entrance to this show, or one of these days, after the delicate sound of crushed dreams, we'll hear four gunshots in a row, then silence, then a fifth.

owned

Okay so I watched all the American Inventor clips on here, and a few more on Youtube. I couldn't stop myself. The lunatics on this show are magical.

The judges are horrible, horrible people.

Fucking harsh. The game doesn't look too bad, but it's just too goofy to work, they are right. But still, the poor guy has nothing.

So sad.

This is, without any room for doubt, the most depressing thing ever put on POETV.

There's a superb example in what not to do with your life.

Twenty six years to come up with something that he and his wife played with a cat ball on their table? What the hell was he doing all that time? Building a new table? Finding a ball to play on it? It is possibly the most pedestrian concept for a game ever.

And Olympic sport? Way to set the unattainable bar for yourself.

One can only wonder what his wife would have to say. This guy is clearly suffering from some sort of mental illness.

"I have Bulletball" is now my default answer to every question.

Like all truly revolutionary ideas, Bulletball will never be appreciated until its inventor is long dead.

There is a difference between being determined and being irresponsible. He needs to work for his wife, he needs to support her. Hope he doesn't have kids. His wife must be rediculously supportive. I'd like to hear an update on this guy.

At least he is good at it.

This is the most depressing thing ever.

He didn't demonstrate Bulletball Extreme. Maybe it would have been a success.

That just ruined my day.

I quit after "what if we say no."

I bet if you spent 26 years, say, playing Everquest, you could set up a pretty lucrative gold-selling operation or something.

So it's basically air hockey without the the little handles?

"My point."

"My point."

"My point."

"Okay, I get it."