Many, many years ago Bob told me this story. He was living in Mill Valley and frequented nearby Novato Billiards, The room had a dozen or so pool tables and four billiard tables. Bob organized monthly three-cushion tournaments for the regulars. One time he approached a young hot-shot pool player and said, "Why don't you play in our three-cushion tournament this weekend?" The kid said, "Oh, I'm just a beginner. I can't compete with you guys." Bob said, "That's ok, it's a handicapped tournament." The kid said,"You mean like ... cripples?" Bob replied, "Only morally and emotionally."