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deadstroke13

deadstroke13

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I remember I was playing pool downstairs at the Moose. I saw a cue case and knew who was down there. I decided to play on the 8 foot table. I picked up to what I thought was a house cue and was shootin with it. The guy I knew came downstairs and said "Hey are you shooting with my cue?" "I told him no its a house cue and the tip came off." Low and behold the "house cue" was his predator sneaky pete. I felt so bad but he was calm as a cucumber and said with a smile. "It's ok if it didn't happen to you than it would've happened to me.
 
I had just finished RandyG's school and was explaining to my friend about how light my new grip was. Just as I was saying how great it was, I went to break and threw my cue about 15 ft. Luckily it was my cheap sneaky pete and nobody was sitting at the table my cue landed on.
 
I was playing in a league match with my whole team watching about 20 years ago. Shooting the 8 from center table straight into the pocket. Dug the tip into the cloth, jumped the eight and placed the CB in the corner pocket. But it gets better, the next game I did exactly the same thing again !

Guess I did not know what a stop shot was way back then.

Fortunately everyone laughed but it was pretty embarrassing. And I lost the match as deserved.
 
deadstroke13 said:
I remember I was playing pool downstairs at the Moose. I saw a cue case and knew who was down there. I decided to play on the 8 foot table. I picked up to what I thought was a house cue and was shootin with it. The guy I knew came downstairs and said "Hey are you shooting with my cue?" "I told him no its a house cue and the tip came off." Low and behold the "house cue" was his predator sneaky pete. I felt so bad but he was calm as a cucumber and said with a smile. "It's ok if it didn't happen to you than it would've happened to me.
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Wow... cool story that had me hooked expecting the "hustle" of a free tip from the cue owner.
 
Right after I got my Predator break cue, I was breaking a rack at the pool hall. About 10 feet behind the table there's a five foot wall that separates the main floor from the staircase going down.

When I went to break, I wound up and came through HARD, got a little under the cue ball and sent it airborne at probably 20 mph. It went about five feet off the ground, and hit that wall right next to my friend's gal. Had she been sitting a foot to her left, we would have been bringing her to the hospital, because it was at the exact same level as her head while she was seated.

The cue ball left a big dent in the wall, but at least I didn't kill anyone.
 
how did that not go in?

Let me think. Was it the first time I dogged an easy money ball or the thousandth time. I can't quite remember which was most embarrassing.
Probably the one I dogged yesterday.:blush:
 
The year was 1974...

...in Fred's Cafe, Claire City, South Dakota. I was living in the back room there at the time (a 14-year-old's dream!!!) and the restaurant was equipped with a bar box.

I was practicing a masse shot... no one but myself witnessed the slight excess of follow-through... y'all know the rest!

Sorry I don't recall anything better!
 
Measle Ball said:
...in Fred's Cafe, Claire City, South Dakota. I was living in the back room there at the time (a 14-year-old's dream!!!) and the restaurant was equipped with a bar box.

I was practicing a masse shot... no one but myself witnessed the slight excess of follow-through... y'all know the rest!

Sorry I don't recall anything better!
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In that town it had to be the ONLY pool table!:lol:
 
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