Blue Diamond Chalk Wearing Out Ferrule???

Listen, since I apparently don't know how to apply chalk on a tip, if any of you want to play some. Please come to Master Billiards in Queens, NYC and I will play you some. Bet something.

This could take a while...


Mike, listen... It doesn't take a 'player' to know that chalking your ferrule is wrong. Chalk the tip and you will be just fine.

And calling out the whole forum to come play you is a great way to go bust.
 
Mr. Cleary you can get played sir!

Oh wait! You wouldn't bet water is wet
Oh wait! You wouldn't bet you're breathing
Oh wait! You can't play a lick

Why don't you go make a t-shirt and copy some more stuff I say


P.S. If anyone wants to play me some. Please come. Otherwise put your skirt back on.
 
Mr. Cleary you can get played sir!

Oh wait! You wouldn't bet water is wet
Oh wait! You wouldn't bet you're breathing
Oh wait! You can't play a lick

Why don't you go make a t-shirt and copy some more stuff I say


P.S. If anyone wants to play me some. Please come. Otherwise put your skirt back on.

Are we still in the school yard? :)
 
I think we all know that you chalk like a retard, people have tried to be nice about it and all they get is "come play me in NYC" yeah people are gonna jump on that offer. Hell if I were back to myself I may have taken the trip up there, just to see such chalking Prowless It would be worth the 4 hour ride and the time i would never get back dealing with such a douche. you came to a public forum... asked a rediculous question. to which you received about 80+ answers.

everybody is on the same page that you're chalking the tip wrong. and thats it. say thanks and either fix the porblem or keep wearing out parts.

My question to you is: Do you think you are the best pool player in NY? because what happens if someone on here is the best, calls you out on the comming to NY to play your nonchalking a$$, you lose thats what happens, so why make an even bigger fool out of yourself I swear I will never understand stupidity...
 
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Mr. Cleary you can get played sir!

Oh wait! You wouldn't bet water is wet
Oh wait! You wouldn't bet you're breathing
Oh wait! You can't play a lick

Why don't you go make a t-shirt and copy some more stuff I say


P.S. If anyone wants to play me some. Please come. Otherwise put your skirt back on.

Mr. Wong... Did I say I can play or would want to play you? I simply said, don't go calling out the internet. If you want me to line up some forum members to come bust you, I can see what I can do. There are a lot of people that play A speed or above here. Post up some money and I'll find a whole lot of people to come get it.

And yes, I copied the great Mike "take too long" Wong for all shirts. You are, in fact, my biggest inspiration.
 
Listen, since I apparently don't know how to apply chalk on a tip, if any of you want to play some. Please come to Master Billiards in Queens, NYC and I will play you some. Bet something.

I was just curious to see if anyone had the same problem with blue diamond chalk. But apparently everyone is an all knowing railbird/nit. I now realized I asked this in the wrong fourm anyway. I should it be in the "Ask The Cuemaker" because they would know better.

ok my friend ill come play you in your house.
you say bet something?
what dos that mean to you
ill come play you for 10 k
lets dance
 
Mr. Cleary you can get played sir!

Oh wait! You wouldn't bet water is wet
Oh wait! You wouldn't bet you're breathing
Oh wait! You can't play a lick

Why don't you go make a t-shirt and copy some more stuff I say


P.S. If anyone wants to play me some. Please come. Otherwise put your skirt back on.

ill play you some.
just let me know.
 
ok my friend ill come play you in your house.
you say bet something?
what dos that mean to you
ill come play you for 10 k
lets dance



One more thing... the loser MUST admit that they lost because they chalked incorrectly! ( BTW, by loser, I mean ace)


To ace:

Whenever you are in a disagreement with someone, and you have to COMPLETELY change the ENTIRE topic to TRY and save face, you MUST admit that you have just admitted how weak your position is!

You had NOTHING, and nowhere to go, so then it is ... uh, ...um.... well,,,,, I think I can play, bet something.

Well, it looks like you got your wish ( actually, I KNOW you did not want this, but it is YOUR bed).


One more thing, if a guy in a bar is acting like a douche, and challenges another guy to a fight, EVEN IF HE HAPPENS TO WIN the fight- It in NO WAY changes the FACT that he is a douche! Trust me, I know. I used to work security in bars.



This situation reminds me of a time when I was beating a guy pretty bad in a pool match, and he wanted to challenge me to a basketball game! I am NOT making this up! ( I am like 5'10" over 260 pounds, not much of a BB player, I might add, never claimed to be either!) I just found it tooo funny!

I was like " I tell you what, the next time you catch me on a basketball court talking shit, I PROMISE you I will play you for as much as you want! But seeing we are in a POOL HALL, why don't we play some pool?"


In other words, WTF does that have to do with ANYTHING? How old are you? 8?


BTW, my grandfather can beat up your grandfather! This PROVES you are not chalking correctly! I know even YOU can't argue this clear line of reasoning!


Just wow,



Jason
 
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Okay, WTF is wrong (or should I say Wong) here? I show up to Ace's Queens hangout and ask around for him to play a couple sets. A younger kid jumps on his cell phone and call him up. The kid hangs up and tells me that Ace will be right down.

I'm looking out the window and hear this God awful buzzing and a skinny kid pulls up on a scooter with flames painted on the sides and a big plastic 9 ball on the handle bars. His helmet has an 8 ball painted on it. I know this is my mark.

He walks in with a trophy in his hand, puts it on the table and says "I hear you want to play". I say that I am and he straightens his trophy and says "how much". I tell him a race to 20 for 1K. He says that's alot of money, how about we start with a 3-ball race to 5 for $10. I grin and say ok. He says "I'm gonna leave my trophy here while I put my cue together."

He opens his PVC pipe case and out falls an original Minnesota Fats Lava cue. I notice his ferrule looks like someone tied off their finger with fishing line. He goes to chalk and the chalk slips from his fingers, to my surprise it never hit the ground. The chalk slid down the cue and stopped about 3/4 of the way down the shaft. He asks me if I have an extra piece of chalk and if it's common for me to go through a piece each day.

I just shook my head and walked away hoping someone else will validate this story.
 
ace, I'm not trying to pile on here (well, maybe a little) but you have gotten yourself on one of those 'slippery slopes' we've all heard so much about. Kinda reminds me of those cartoon characters who try to run, and their feet are going like crazy, and there's bongo music in the background, but they don't go anywhere. Kinda like that. :)
 
Okay, WTF is wrong (or should I say Wong) here? I show up to Ace's Queens hangout and ask around for him to play a couple sets. A younger kid jumps on his cell phone and call him up. The kid hangs up and tells me that Ace will be right down.

I'm looking out the window and hear this God awful buzzing and a skinny kid pulls up on a scooter with flames painted on the sides and a big plastic 9 ball on the handle bars. His helmet has an 8 ball painted on it. I know this is my mark.

He walks in with a trophy in his hand, puts it on the table and says "I hear you want to play". I say that I am and he straightens his trophy and says "how much". I tell him a race to 20 for 1K. He says that's alot of money, how about we start with a 3-ball race to 5 for $10. I grin and say ok. He says "I'm gonna leave my trophy here while I put my cue together."

He opens his PVC pipe case and out falls an original Minnesota Fats Lava cue. I notice his ferrule looks like someone tied off their finger with fishing line. He goes to chalk and the chalk slips from his fingers, to my surprise it never hit the ground. The chalk slid down the cue and stopped about 3/4 of the way down the shaft. He asks me if I have an extra piece of chalk and if it's common for me to go through a piece each day.

I just shook my head and walked away hoping someone else will validate this story.

But...did it touch his ferrule?:confused:
 
Okay, WTF is wrong (or should I say Wong) here? I show up to Ace's Queens hangout and ask around for him to play a couple sets. A younger kid jumps on his cell phone and call him up. The kid hangs up and tells me that Ace will be right down.

I'm looking out the window and hear this God awful buzzing and a skinny kid pulls up on a scooter with flames painted on the sides and a big plastic 9 ball on the handle bars. His helmet has an 8 ball painted on it. I know this is my mark.

He walks in with a trophy in his hand, puts it on the table and says "I hear you want to play". I say that I am and he straightens his trophy and says "how much". I tell him a race to 20 for 1K. He says that's alot of money, how about we start with a 3-ball race to 5 for $10. I grin and say ok. He says "I'm gonna leave my trophy here while I put my cue together."

He opens his PVC pipe case and out falls an original Minnesota Fats Lava cue. I notice his ferrule looks like someone tied off their finger with fishing line. He goes to chalk and the chalk slips from his fingers, to my surprise it never hit the ground. The chalk slid down the cue and stopped about 3/4 of the way down the shaft. He asks me if I have an extra piece of chalk and if it's common for me to go through a piece each day.

I just shook my head and walked away hoping someone else will validate this story.

now thats funny and I can actually picture the 8 ball helmet, hell Makes me kinda want one :sorry: thanks now i'll be thinking about this all day
 
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Listen Bartam,

You had a game. Chavez, he came all the waaaaaaaaaay from Mexico to NYC because you told him you wanted to play him some. Then what? You told him to go to Ohio! WTF! Oh wait you were busy...
 
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Well, Ace, you have officially dug yourself into that hole you never should have. Remember that scene in Casino when the mobsters make Nicky and his brother dig their own graves, and then they beat them mercilessly with baseball bats and bury them alive?

You have already dug your own grave by repeatedly asking if anyone wants to play some, and now you have a response. And if you take Bartram up on his offer, you'll be handing him the proverbial baseball bat. And my guess is he will bury you alive.

On the other hand, if you back down now, you will be laughed out of this forum.

That's what we call a lose-lose situation. See what happens when you bite the hands that feed you? All any of us wanted to do was help, and you made it worse and worse with every word you typed. At this point, I hope you begrudgingly accept Bartram's offer and go bust. You deserve it for spitting in all of our faces when we offered you the advice you requested.
 
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