Pool Players with Charisma

That was a great tournament report. I loved the read. It sure did conjure up some happy memories for me.

I can still see the Russian flashing two gigantic cabbage packages, about 5-inches thick, wrapped in rubber bands, as he was trying to get action. Keith and Larry's eyes got as big as saucers. :lmao:

Keith was just getting into this whole tournament soldier thing, attending two, three, and four tournaments every month. The Joss Tour with its weekend events are logistically attractive for a lot of players, and this tournament was full of champions from all over.

I remember the Filipino players went into the Town of Chelmsford because there is a Filipino neighborhood there that served great food. They were really enjoying Chelmsford, too. :smile2:

The night of the bumps game, Earl was sitting solo way in the back of the pool room sweating Keith and the Russian. A couple of times, Earl would yell out, "Keither. Keither." And Keith beamed when Earl did that; in fact, it made him play better, I think. :grin-square:

After Keith spanked the Russian, he handed me a C-note and said to go find Earl and give it to him. I didn't know Earl Strickland very well at this time and felt a little odd walking up to him with a hundred-dollar bill. :o

I located Earl and said, "Earl, Keith told me to give you this." Earl smiled from ear to ear, put it in his pocket, and said, "You tell that Keith that he can bite me anytime." Another tournament, another place, I guess Keith bit Earl for a C-note, and he was paying him back. :wink:

Sometimes, I really feel sorry for people not involved in the pool/billiards world. It's tournaments and experiences like that which are so full of character, humor, color, good nature, and just life. Too often people concentrate on the negative side of the culture...it's too bad. Thanks for the input. And if you could thank Keith for me for an unforgettable experience and story to tell.
 
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Here's the re-cap of that weekend from my blog, from what I could remember of 7 years ago.

Thanks for posting that report about Chelmsford. I think you have the year wrong, though. The Joss Tour Season Finale in 2003 was held in New Bedford, MA at Accu-Billiards. I think your write-up relates to Joss events in Chelmsford in the spring of 2002, because that's the year that McCreesh beat McCready in the finals of one of the 9-ball tournaments (Johnny Archer beat Jose Parica to win the second-weekend 9-ball tournament in 2002).

The first 9-day-long Joss event in Chelmsford was in the spring of 2001. It was two separate 9-ball tournaments on consecutive weekends plus a one-pocket event on Tuesday and an 8-ball event on Wednesday and Thursday between the weekends. The most memorable thing about that week for me was Alex Pagulayan. It was the first time I had seen him, and he really seemed like the happy-go-lucky kid. And he played OK, too. He won all 4 of the tournaments!!!

Oh, and guess who won that Joss season finale in 2003 in New Bedford -- Alex.
 
There were always a handful of guys that attracted the crowds for whatever reason. Here are a few I remember.

Ronnie and Keith number one and two!

When Ronnie played the place was PACKED! He was the most well known player of his era. He had a personality that was bigger than life and anyone who met him never forgot him. And he was a great promoter, of himself and for pool! Ronnie was famous for being a great One Pocket player (the best!), but he could play all games. He was exciting to watch, very creative, a great shot maker and had the heart of a lion. And all the time keeping a running patter going with his audience. You couldn't help but pull for him, even if he owed you money. :D

Keith was like the clone of Ronnie, but in a very distorted way. He also attracted throngs of people wherever he played. Poolrooms, tournaments, bars, it made no difference. If Keith was in action, the word got around and people flocked to see him play. Keith was truly an American original. He pulled lines out of the air that any stand-up comedian would have been proud of. And he made pool look so damn easy. Everything Keith did looked effortless. Shots that would stymie the best players were like child's play for him. He would snap that ball in and glide the cue ball three rails for shape with just a flick of his wrist. No one before or since made hard shots look so routine. He would make some impossible shot and dead pan to the crowd, "It was a hanger!" He was also perhaps the best player ever in super pressure situations. Nothing fazed Keith! NOTHING! No bet made him flinch and no shot made him blanche. He didn't so much have nerves of steel, but no nerves at all.

LOUIE! Oh the magnificent Louie Roberts! Handsome, dapper, with a charming sense of humor and the straightest stroke of all time. There was never (and probably never will be) a straighter shooter than Louie Roberts. He would rifle balls in from anywhere on the table. And everything hit the pocket at warp speed. Imagine the hardest cut shot you can think of, and then know that there was a player who could make that shot time after time, and the object ball would never touch a rail or the edge of the pocket either. Louie just didn't miss anything, from anywhere. But of course what goes hand in hand with that type of game, is lost control of the cue ball. That's why Buddy could give him the seven and beat him. Louie never missed a ball he could see, but he might scratch or get hooked on the next shot. More than that though, is that Louie had CHARISMA! Gobs of it. He was a star wherever he went. People (especially girls) wanted to see him, to meet him, to talk to him. If pool had become a major sport he would have been the superstar. The Arnold Palmer of our game. Alcohol was his undoing and he lived only forty short years.

And then there was the grand daddy of them all. FATS! Fats was the pied piper. He attracted crowds wherever he went. He didn't need to be in a poolroom either. On the street people stopped what they were doing to listen to him. Children would not leave his side, forsaking their mothers to follow him wherever he went. He was the single most memorable man I ever met. Uneducated but brilliant! He had an insight into everything, and everybody. NO ONE could out talk him! Even Muhammed Ali raised his hand when they met and debated who was the Greatest. Fats had no equal, and that (more than any movie) is what made him a household name. He was the biggest star pool has ever had, by a long shot! No one is even close to his level of celebrity. Today we would call him "A List." But unlike celebrities today, Fats loved to mingle with the people and talk to everyone. Yes he could play pool, but that was secondary. His fans didn't care if he ever made a ball. They just wanted to listen to him talk!

Today, the only player I can think of with this kind of charisma is Alex. As colorful as he is, he would be no match for any one of the above four guys. Efren can attract the crowds as well, but it's his remarkable talent that brings the people to see him. The four I previewed here had more than pool skills that made people want to see them. They had some kind of magic that really cannot be defined.

I got charm and chrisma(when I want to), I just cant play pool.:(
 
I got charm and chrisma(when I want to), I just cant play pool.:(

Oh yeah, I forgot one guy - Eric "Fatboy" Petersen. He's got bags of money and loves to play. He will bet high if he likes the game and he's good for pool. Plus, he's got a cool pad and everyone is welcome, but don't overstay your welcome or you'll get the boot. If you get a good roll you may get to drive a Rolls while you're there, but more likely you will be confined to the poolroom to play Eight Ball with Eric both day and night. You are now a prisoner in the pool dungeon of your dreams, and like so many before you, you won't be trying to go over the wall to escape. You'll be asking for a longer sentence! This dungeon has another good side in that you might make a few bucks and also have your dinner brought in every day. :)

Fatboy has lots of other cool toys he likes to share, like his pinball arcade that is bigger than the average poolroom. Or his Olympic size swimming pool that's open 24 hours a day! By the way his private poolroom is the triple nuts, but if you happen to be a snooker player, don't worry. There's a beautiful 6x12 Riley right around the corner. He's a pretty funny guy who likes to laugh and have fun, but if he misses a ball, look out! He's been known to cuss like a drunken sailor and embarrass small children. The other good news is he loves all pool players, especially the good ones. If you play above shortstop speed you may get lunch AND dinner! His old lady ain't hard on the eyes either, but she has to work so you won't see much of her. Fatboy appears to be permanently retired, but looks can be deceiving.

In between jokes and racks of pool, listen carefully to what he has to say. You might learn something! :thumbup:
P.S. Ask him about his cue collection!
 
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Thanks for posting that report about Chelmsford. I think you have the year wrong, though. The Joss Tour Season Finale in 2003 was held in New Bedford, MA at Accu-Billiards. I think your write-up relates to Joss events in Chelmsford in the spring of 2002, because that's the year that McCreesh beat McCready in the finals of one of the 9-ball tournaments (Johnny Archer beat Jose Parica to win the second-weekend 9-ball tournament in 2002).

The first 9-day-long Joss event in Chelmsford was in the spring of 2001. It was two separate 9-ball tournaments on consecutive weekends plus a one-pocket event on Tuesday and an 8-ball event on Wednesday and Thursday between the weekends. The most memorable thing about that week for me was Alex Pagulayan. It was the first time I had seen him, and he really seemed like the happy-go-lucky kid. And he played OK, too. He won all 4 of the tournaments!!!


Oh, and guess who won that Joss season finale in 2003 in New Bedford -- Alex.

You're very possibly (read: about 99.9% sure you are) right about the year. I tried making it up for the next year's tournament when Alex won it all, but got pushed off by work unfortunately.
 
Oh yeah, I forgot one guy -

Jay,

i think you forgot about another guy. maybe the most charismatic of them all. especially if definition is attracting women.

the late richie florence.

he really left an impression on me as a kid. i wanted to be like him. when he came to play he usually had beautiful women on his arms. he always had the beautiful women. always dressed well. classy guy.

about your choice of ronnie . is there a chance that his charisma was a byproduct of abused substances? i dont think ronnie attracted to many women with his drunken slurs.
 
Awesome thread!

I love the image of Keith giving Stalev the full treatment...with Stalev understanding only a small % of it. Like going to the zoo and seeing the animals make their various noises...

ANd Earl offering 'the bite anytime' to Keith. Does Keith know his peeps, or what? You think there's an angle the Man doesn't own!?!?
 
Jay,

i think you forgot about another guy. maybe the most charismatic of them all. especially if definition is attracting women.

the late richie florence.

he really left an impression on me as a kid. i wanted to be like him. when he came to play he usually had beautiful women on his arms. he always had the beautiful women. always dressed well. classy guy.

about your choice of ronnie . is there a chance that his charisma was a byproduct of abused substances? i dont think ronnie attracted to many women with his drunken slurs.[/QUOTE]
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Yeah, Richie was a good one. He bet high and played great. And he was a handsome lad from a good family. He did have some dolls hanging around with him too. On the other hand Ronnie married at a young age (Faye) and wasn't too interested in meeting women. He was all about the money and won millions! He owned a nice home in Burbank and raised a good family (a boy and two girls). Ronnie drank like a fish but didn't use drugs.
 
__________________ He was all about the money and won millions!

i am not impressed. for somebody ALL ABOUT THE money, where is it?
same was said of stu unger. he won millions many times. he lost them just as fast.
this is a quote from chip reese.

"Stuey's problem is he doesn't understand the object of the game, which is to accumulate wealth, improve your lifestyle and provide for your family"

i think anybody that gambles everyday has won millions. but, when you subtract your losses, leaks, exspenses, providing for your family???
the bottom line is, did you accumulate wealth?
 
I was at a Canadian 9ball tour event in Newmarket (Toronto) and Paul Thornely was telling that story about Alex winning all four tournaments and Alex walks out and says I got all the money, hell I even won the 50/50 draw!

We all laughed so hard we almost cried.

Great memories, a big thanks to Jim Wych for promoting them.

Bern
 
I'm all for charm and charisma. I wish I was able to display more of it, through the years. I tried it a few times but I always found myself making stupid mistakes. It had a way of breaking my concentration. I just couldn't do it.

I tried to impress people with my play but being, as they say, a slow, some what methodical player. I often had trouble holding the audiences attention.

What I didn't like about some of the people that had chrisisma, was they would get knocked out of tournaments and their egos would take over. They often thought the show was about them and totally disreguard the players that remained in the tournaments.

I often listened to shouting matches acroos rooms while tournaments were going on. They not only distracted the people playing but in many cases they never made a game.

I personally think there's a time and place for everything.

People that do exhibitions, Mike Massey and Tom Rossman excellent entertainers.

When selfish egos try to take over tournaments. I don't find that entertaining.

Just my opinion.

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I'm all for charm and charisma. I wish I was able to display more of it, through the years. I tried it a few times but I always found myself making stupid mistakes. It had a way of breaking my concentration. I just couldn't do it.

I tried to impress people with my play but being, as they say, a slow, some what methodical player. I often had trouble holding the audiences attention.

What I didn't like about some of the people that had chrisisma, was they would get knocked out of tournaments and their egos would take over. They often thought the show was about them and totally disreguard the players that remained in the tournaments.

I often listened to shouting matches acroos rooms while tournaments were going on. They not only distracted the people playing but in many cases they never made a game.

I personally think there's a time and place for everything.

People that do exhibitions, Mike Massey and Tom Rossman excellent entertainers.

When selfish egos try to take over tournaments. I don't find that entertaining.

Just my opinion.

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http://tommcgonaglerightoncue.com

There's definitely a fine line to be walked Tom between being "charismatic" and being "an ass". Some don't realize when they've crossed the line. Others know to take the show away from where it would be a distraction to those still trying to concentrate. I've seen both...I couldn't tell you when they crossed the line exactly, but I go from being entertained to being annoyed when they do.

All in all though, I love everything this game has to offer. There are some pretty bad low points, but they are counterbalanced with some equally incredible, colorful, entertaining, lively, and creative moments.
 
I have watched the "Fats" interview from 1985 several times. I noticed something that I think is common among great performers. If you watch the interview... toward the end Fats doesn't blink for about the last 30 sec of his "speach". I wonder if anybody else caught this amazing focus, even when he was just talkin. I might be crazy. What does everyone think about my observation?
 
Every time.....

I try to lay low and ease away from Azb, someone just has to start
some thread that catches my eye..... and .... WHAM!!!..... I'm sucked
right back in.


td
 
AZB is the Hotel California of the billiards world...

You can check out anytime you'd like, but you can't every leave!
 
I agree. Earl was the biggest American draw for many years. Still is, along with Shane. People were drawn to Earl's matches early on, not so much for his antics, but for his spectacular play. He was the ultimate 9-Ball player, capable of stringing racks at any time. And he did too, running fives, sixes and sevens in match after match. Earl's unbelievable ability had a lot to do with bringing on the advent of Ten Ball. Earl made the big table look like a bar table, the only guy I can truly say that about. Sadly, today people are more drawn to see Earl for his "other" attributes and not so much because of how he plays. Although he still has his moments (see U.S. Bar Tabla 2009) when he shows flashes of his old brilliance.

Currently Shane is the big draw here in America. He's nice looking, a gentleman, with some good humor about him. He has a thunderous break and the big game to back it up. He is winning tournaments both here and abroad against the toughest competition imaginable. Soft spoken and somewhat shy, Shane certainly attracts his share of admirers, both male and female. He is at the peak of what should be a long career right now.
You couldn't have said it better Jay......

James
 
I got charm and chrisma(when I want to), I just cant play pool.:(


It does not really matter if you can or can't play pool....and it does not really matter what else you do in the pool world anyway....You are pretty much done....because no matter what you do you will always be remembered for one thing.......... "Flip For It!!!"
 
Walked into Butch's pool room in Springfield, MO one afternoon and there was Louie Roberts trying to get some action. Nature was calling so I headed directly to the facilities in the back. As I opened the door to enter, I heard Louie say, "I'll spot anyone in here 15 for $50 on that snooker table."

I said "You're on." in a loud voice as I walked into the mens' room.

The spot didn't last long but Louie kept playing. I don't think he walked out of that room with much money on him.

Butch kept some of the money he won from Louie that day in a frame behind the counter until the day he (Butch) died. It wasn't long after our session in Springfield when Louie ended it all.

hey underclocked, louie came to moberly mo, one time and played mike lewis some snooker also. louie couldnt beat him at snooker but made up for it in 9ball! lol
 
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