Who is Jack Hines?

Another funny story about Jack Hynes is:

Mid eighties: After living in different parts of the country, Jack comes back to Toledo to get a REAL job because he is tired of the "road life", the hustlin', the drugs, the cons, and people chasing him for the "dumps" he perpetrated.

His "REAL" job he found was as a pizza driver for Marco's Pizza, a local company here in Toledo. He had the red Marco's t-shirt, the red Marco's hat, and the red Marco's red apron with the two pockets to keep the cash in, and a cute company owned red Ford Pinto painted red with a flashing Marco's sign on the roof.

His first night on the job had Jack delivering his first two pizzas to a college dorm with the pies costing the college kids $19.85. When they answered the door, they handed Jack a $20 and told him to keep the change.

The second pizza run of the night had Jack delivering an extra large pizza loaded with everything costing $17 to a couple of teenagers. There were no lights on in the house but when Jack knocked on the door anyway, the kid that answered took the pizza and said he'd be right back with the money. The kid went out the back door of the abandoned house and scooted with the pizza. Jack had to pay back the $17 to Marco's for the stolen Pizza.

Jack's third and final run delivering pizzas had Jack delivering five pies to a poker game ten blocks from the pizza joint. Jack climbed up on the porch and rang the doorbell. When the door opened, the guy looked at Jack and did a double-take, Jack looked at the guy and did a double-take, and Jack looked at two of the guys sitting at the poker table, the two guys at the table looked at Jack, and they all realized at the same time where they knew each other from. These were three of the five guys Jack convinced to put up $1,000 each at the Glass City Open (see one of my posts in this thread) and then never showed up to play his matches and was forfeited out of it making each of these guys a $1,000 loser. They were looking at Jack with murder, and glee, in their eyes!

Jack threw the pies at the poker table and ran out the door, jumped off the porch with the three guys in hot pursuit. Jack was pretty skinny back then and was pretty fleet of foot. These overweight, pizza eating, poker players had no chance of catching Jack. Jack zoomed right past the red Marco's pizza car in the driveway with the pizza roof light burning brightly and ran a 1/2 mile to the bar where I was at. He looked like s**t, his shoes and pant legs were caked with mud, and his red shirt and apron were in tatters from running through a swamp eluding his pissed off pursuers. After telling us the story, I asked Jack if he learned a lesson here. He said, "You bet! I'll never deliver f***ing pizzas again! Something about hot pizzas makes people cheap, makes them into thieves, and makes people who eat pizzas while playing poker into raving lunatics!"

To the best of my knowledge, he not only never delivered pizzas again, he never ate another one, either!

This post is a classic!

What a great thread. I don't know how I missed it before.

Chris
 
Jack now

I played in a tournament last night and there was this guy named Jack.
I didn't get the opportunity to play him but a couple of my buddies did and they were saying something wasn't right. meaning they could tell he was a ringer. Needless to say, he won the tourney $190 (didn't lose amatch of course) and everyone wanted to play him. Hell, the owner even opened up the table and he got to play for free! They played 9-ball race to 5 and that man can STILL shoot!! He was amazing! He had made mention of 1988 getting kicked off circuit so I just looked up Jack, 1988 billiards and low and behold I know who this Hustler is!! First I saw that 1988 video of tourney with Strickland and he still shoots the same! And then reading all these blogs confirmed what I already learned today!

Don't know if he's doing drugs but you can see the deadness in his eyes.
So for those of you who thought he was dead, you're sadly mistaken (no pun intended
 
Jack n Earl, Ohio Open

This was on youtube. Jack Hines versus Earl Strickland 1988, 7 parts - an amazing match. Earl is in peak form and Jack gave Earl everything he could handle:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjeO7gm99BE

Chris


Yeah that is a one hella match, Earl shit the 7 ball in, he was nutted-up on that safe. I had a buddy take a "you tube grabber" and put the match on a CD for me, it's one continuous match, no stoping and all that.

Jack call's me ever so often, not long ago he called me and said he was riding a bicycle that has a motor on it!..lol

I ask him if he was playing any , he said yeah, the bicycle/motor thingie was how he got around in California, hit's the bars, easy traveling, he said , no cabbies!....haha


David Harcrow
 
haha my father always told me about the lizard story in huntington, its a shame there will nvr b another viking tourney there
 
He's a jerk!!! He came to the Houston Amateur open at Legends a couple years ago. A lot of people wanted to punch the guy. Including people that played in the tournament, me, and every girl that worked there! He's a talented shot maker, yeah but he wins by playing head games and nagging and b*tching the whoooooole time! While watching my boyfriends match against him, he accused us of trying to shark him because.... HERE IT IS.... I TOOK A DRINK OF WATER ON HIS WALK TO THE TABLE AND MY BOYFRIEND TOOK A DRAG OFF A CIGARETTE WHILE HE WAS AT THE TABLE.... well he lost that match. It was such a ridiculous display of CRAP, I couldn't stop laughing. I think he lost to Junior after that. Anyway, last I heard he was dead.
 
Jack came to Cincinnati many years ago but stayed away from my poolroom, he knew he couldn't beat Gary and I wouldn't let him rob my customers. He took up residence at Michaels on the north side of town. While there he taught some of the young kids at the Michaels to load a bunch of washers with 2 quarters, one on each end into a quarter wrapper and cash them in at the bank nearby and split the money with him. Of course the kids got caught but Jack was nowhere to be found. Not long after that Joe Brown from Dayton was in my poolroom and told me he heard that they found Jack Hines in a dumpster behind a poolroom down south. Then he asked " Do you think he ripped someone off and they killed him?" I said " No Joe, he probably jumped into the dumpster and stabbed himself 11 times"! lol Then unfortunately I heard he was still out there scamming away. Such a waste of talent and human flesh!
 
Thanx Joey A

Thanx for reviving this thread.Read every post....fascinating

Been every place 'bout 4 times...can't believe i never seen this guy.
Great post by Gearhart...Smorg was quite a guy,i used to only browse
occasionally when he was alive.

Back to the archives please...AZ is bringing me out of hibernation.
 
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Jack Hynes

I played in a tournament last night and there was this guy named Jack.
I didn't get the opportunity to play him but a couple of my buddies did and they were saying something wasn't right. meaning they could tell he was a ringer. Needless to say, he won the tourney $190 (didn't lose amatch of course) and everyone wanted to play him. Hell, the owner even opened up the table and he got to play for free! They played 9-ball race to 5 and that man can STILL shoot!! He was amazing! He had made mention of 1988 getting kicked off circuit so I just looked up Jack, 1988 billiards and low and behold I know who this Hustler is!! First I saw that 1988 video of tourney with Strickland and he still shoots the same! And then reading all these blogs confirmed what I already learned today!

Don't know if he's doing drugs but you can see the deadness in his eyes.
So for those of you who thought he was dead, you're sadly mistaken (no pun intended



Did Jack have his weenie dog with him? He told me the other day that he went to the dog pound and pick one out, and I know how he is with animals, keeps them real close, The last weenie dog he had nearly drove me crazy,

......yeah Jacks a cool dude,just alittle high strung, a real competive person, if he see's your armor has a crack in it, he'll bust the dam then, he looks at things a different way from most folks, what may not bother me or you at all, will worry him to death!


David Harcrow
 
Did Jack have his weenie dog with him? He told me the other day that he went to the dog pound and pick one out, and I know how he is with animals, keeps them real close, The last weenie dog he had nearly drove me crazy,

......yeah Jacks a cool dude,just alittle high strung, a real competive person, if he see's your armor has a crack in it, he'll bust the dam then, he looks at things a different way from most folks, what may not bother me or you at all, will worry him to death!


David Harcrow

David,
I see you spell his name Hynes. Most of the time, I have seen Jack's name spelled Hines?

A guy who loves animals can't be all bad.
 
If I see him riding around on his motorbike, I promise to do my best not to run over him. :thumbup:
P.S. Correct spelling - Jack Hynes.

At the Cleveland tournament long long ago, Jack was playing Ed Kelly. Both had been imbibing in their choice of accelerants and neither was in a mood for BS. When push came to shove I had to step between them and tell them to resume the match. After it was over they met in the hallway and blows were delivered. Kelly looked relatively unscathed afterwards (but still inebriated) and Jack was no where to be found. Maybe licking his wounds. :sorry:
 
Jack Hynes

David,
I see you spell his name Hynes. Most of the time, I have seen Jack's name spelled Hines?

A guy who loves animals can't be all bad.



Yes Joey , Jack spells his last name Hynes, I once sent off our tournament results to a billiards magazine with the spelling Hines, after he read the write up I did in the magazine he quickly brought it to my attention that his name was spelled with the y spelling.


Jack called me about 3 or 4 weeks ago , said he saved a dog from animal shelter, and named him "Buster", for breaking the balls.

Ok , well he called me the 4th of July, and forgot he told me the name of his dog, he said if I could guess the name of his new dog he would give me $100,000...lol

I told him to Pay-Up! it's Buster!....hehe.........he said OH, No!, how'd you guess that...then said, I must have told ya already.......lol


By the way the post of his earlier sighting was correct, I ask Jack about it, I told him what I read on AZB and he said the same thing except he quoted me $270 winner, but said he did win a few dollars before the tourney, said the owner has him as House Pro now there in Long Beach.

Hope he stays straightened -up and does well for himself.


David Harcrow
 
My Jack Hines Story

This guy is everything that you guys post. Good or bad, right or wrong he was one of the best strokers I have ever seen. I graduated high school in 1995 and moved from the Dakotas to OKC, OK. Over the course of a couple of years, I started to play in a dingy but very strong little pool joint. One day I get off work early and hit the usual routine. (Home, shower, and straight over to play.) This guy is in the back taking a pile of cash off of everyone. I pull the counter guy aside and "Ask who is this guy?" He tells me it is Jack Hines and rolls his eyes.
I watch him all night and never see him lose shape and he takes ‘em all. He also pissed everybody that he played with off. It was the most intriguing thing I had ever seen. I talk to players that know him and get the low down on the guy. Sure enough it is about the same as everything posted here. I get the chance to talk with him about three a.m. that night and he agrees to meet me the next afternoon and give me a "lesson" for a hundred dollar bill. I'm pumped. I get there the next day…. and the guy that works the day shift warns me about Jack (Being from up North I don't really know what crack cocaine is, nor do I really have any big city "street smarts")
Jack shows up late and we get started. I'm having the time of my life when an ex-pro football player who frequented the place to drink the drafts walks back to us. He puts his finger in my chest and states how Jack owes him a hundred and since that’s what I'm paying him, I can give to this goober or he takes me outside with Jack. DOESN"T EVEN PASE HINES. I talk with the guy and he later apologizes. We finish the lesson, Jack writes it out on paper, then takes me to another pool as a consolation for the BS and plays about two hours and rarely misses. Two days later he disappears owing half the pool community.
Up and down is the way of addiction and no different for this guy. He held up his end with me and then some. With others he took the bank. I was able to see both sides of this guy and something about the dude way deep down makes you kind of want to see him succeed. Either way… what a character. You can't invent this guys antics up.
 
This guy is everything that you guys post. Good or bad, right or wrong he was one of the best strokers I have ever seen. I graduated high school in 1995 and moved from the Dakotas to OKC, OK. Over the course of a couple of years, I started to play in a dingy but very strong little pool joint. One day I get off work early and hit the usual routine. (Home, shower, and straight over to play.) This guy is in the back taking a pile of cash off of everyone. I pull the counter guy aside and "Ask who is this guy?" He tells me it is Jack Hines and rolls his eyes.
I watch him all night and never see him lose shape and he takes ‘em all. He also pissed everybody that he played with off. It was the most intriguing thing I had ever seen. I talk to players that know him and get the low down on the guy. Sure enough it is about the same as everything posted here. I get the chance to talk with him about three a.m. that night and he agrees to meet me the next afternoon and give me a "lesson" for a hundred dollar bill. I'm pumped. I get there the next day…. and the guy that works the day shift warns me about Jack (Being from up North I don't really know what crack cocaine is, nor do I really have any big city "street smarts")
Jack shows up late and we get started. I'm having the time of my life when an ex-pro football player who frequented the place to drink the drafts walks back to us. He puts his finger in my chest and states how Jack owes him a hundred and since that’s what I'm paying him, I can give to this goober or he takes me outside with Jack. DOESN"T EVEN PASE HINES. I talk with the guy and he later apologizes. We finish the lesson, Jack writes it out on paper, then takes me to another pool as a consolation for the BS and plays about two hours and rarely misses. Two days later he disappears owing half the pool community.
Up and down is the way of addiction and no different for this guy. He held up his end with me and then some. With others he took the bank. I was able to see both sides of this guy and something about the dude way deep down makes you kind of want to see him succeed. Either way… what a character. You can't invent this guys antics up.

WOW!
The legend of Jack Hynes lives on.:thumbup:
 
Hynes

I was amazed to see these posts. 10 pgs. I went back home and everyone thought it was a fish story. The proof...........yep in the puddin
 
Who is Jack Hynes

I would like to start this post by saying that I hope Jack is well and has begun his journey to salvation , as I do for myself and everyone else. I am sorry but in my years on this planet, I have not been, nor have I met many pristine examples of humanity. I also believe in the saying "Judge not lest ye be judged" . I have watched the best 9 ball players in the world for the last 45 years and Jack Hines in my mind was just a step under Buddy Hall, Efren, Strickland, Siegel Varner. I agree that he was one of the greatest shotmakers I ever saw, like Keith McCready when he was younger. I admit I like to hear these war stories as much as anyone but there is also a sadness to it. Pool is the only sport that eats it's young.
 
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