When I first looked at a pool table.
When did you really get the pool fever,Mine came in the 80;s when I first went to a real poolroom,It was called Caswell Billiards in Whiteville NC.Reid Caswell was an older man who ran this poolroom since the 40s,it was up a long flight of stairs, and mosconi and most of the legends in that day had visited.It had Brunswick tables from the 40s and cigarette burns all over the floor underneath the tables and a great player in his time Larry Fisher racking the balls for everyone. Mr reid would take pill bottles and shake you for anything in the room rather it be a meucci or a drink and you paid nothing if you won and double if you lost,He had amos and andy boards and stories that I could listen to all day from mosconi running 150 upstairs and going to wilmington and setting his 526 ball record,Mr Reid died about 15 years ago and the old poolroom died with him,its where I bought my first cue (a mali)and caught the Fever
My dad would take me along to the bars when I was just a kid about 11. I could reach up the hole and get the balls out for free so I became dads go to the bar buddy. This was accepted in the areas of Wis I lived in back then. The bars were a normal part of the whole town. All 450 of us.
I was instantly fascinated with the pool balls and the colors. We always played caroms on a board at home with little sticks so I had an idea about angles and banks.
The first time I tried to hit some balls my dad and uncle were amazed that I made most of the balls.
My father instantly made me his pool league partner. I got to play once a week during the winter.
When I was 16 he bought a table at wards. A month later they kicked me out of the pool league.
My father never let me go to the pool hall in town. By the time I turned 18 there was no pool hall. By now we lived in Eau Claire ,Wi. A little bigger town of about 50,000. The pool hall had created some pretty good players.
A friend of mine that I met at that time saw that I could play and lined up a match with every single player in the area one at a time. He got half the money of course.
Then I went on the road to Madison and ran into Jerry Brieseth and took a quick 30 minute lesson on how to really stroke the cue. After that there was no stopping. I was on the road off and on for the next 15 years.
A tough life sometimes but I wouldn't change it for the world.
I'd have to say that first road trip did it for me. What fun. I couldn't believe it. And you could even make money doing this.
Then the fun really began because it was a game in itself to get a game and then get the cash.
Unbelievable fun...................