Chesscat said:
Of the ones I haven't heard of, a good many have foreign-sounding names, and some of the others are guys that I apparently should have heard of,
Chesscat, I think I owe you a short story. I was embarrassed not to have recognized someone I should have known some years ago at the open.
At 2am I was watching Earl practice. He was running balls and preparing to descimate his next victim. Bill Incardona and Buddy were also watching.
Incardona set up a super tough shot on an ajacent table. Object ball an inch off the long rail near the first diamond. Cue ball an inch or two off the head rail at the other end aimed straight in. He was jacking up and shooting the long straight shot at the corner pocket, trying to pocket the object ball in that tight pocket AND draw the cue ball all the way back uptable for shape on the next ball. It was brutal on that equipment, just brutal.
He missed it a dozen times or so. He'd get the draw but rattle the pocket, or make the shot but come up short on shape. Earl stopped practicing and came over. He and Billy went at it shooting that shot for minutes, again without success on that tight equipment. Buddy even joined in but still no joy.
Well I wanted to try in the worst way but knew my place. I felt my invite to watch these guys was thin enough already. A man on the other side of the bench got up and walked over though. I had never seen him before. He took Billy's cue and one stroked the shot. He stuck that shot and drew the cue ball back like it was on a string, said nothing, handed the cue back and sat down again.
Not knowing what to say, I quoted a familiar line..."hey, that's Buddy, Earl and Bill Incardona out there...Who the hell are you, the end of the world?" He said I'm Bobby Hunter. Embarrassed that I failed to recognize a former world champion, I said I wouldn't forget it.
That is the thing about the open, there is extraordinary talent from everywhere. Past champions and new guys. Maybe even another Caesar Morales. Not too many, if any, know em all.