Who's the best you ever played for the cash???

You'll look long and hard before you find I ever claimed to be more than a shortstop on my best day. As for Buddy Hall and the tournaments at Greenway, I could have went and duked it out with some of the very best trying to win tournaments for $250 to $1000 added. That wouldn't have been a terribly bright way to spend three days. Just gambling in Greenway with the wrong people a couple of times killed my local small action for over a month each time.

I had a personal set of ethics that included never raising the bet myself. I was drawn "reluctantly" into playing for more money when people were after me. Funny thing, the road players that I knew were road players were satisfied with the original small stakes. Musta been because of my favorite title that I have started claiming after reading enough of your crap, "the luckiest bar room banger in the world". I always thought it was better to be lucky than be good anyway.

There are nine foot Diamonds and bar tables in Metairie and you did post that I was one of the people you most wanted to meet. Come on down, the water is fine!

Hu

So, you were not even shortstop speed but you beat Johnny Archer? I think the exact words you used in your PM is that you "owned" him?

Well I don't have to try to remember it - this is what you wrote to me;

"One thing you don't understand is I refrain from naming names or exactly what happened with people I respect. The young Johnny Archer I played was a little bit obnoxious so I finally told the story. On that particular night and that particular table I owned him. You can name a lot of names but there isn't a single world champion much less player of the decade that you can say that you beat like a drum at any time in their career playing even."

So you don't respect Johnny Archer? You still hold a grudge because he was obnoxious to you in your eyes when he was young? You're telling me this now because you don't respect him?

I mean I don't quite understand.

Then you go on to say in another PM after I said I do not believe that you ever beat Johnny Archer;

"Actually I know exactly where I played Johnny Archer including the name and location of the place, I know the time of night we played and I know roughly the year. He was already well known and expected me to know him when he said his name. I didn't know and wouldn't have cared. I competed with champions by the handful several times every week in other competition. "

So, let me see if I have this straight Hu/Hugh, you say now that you were not even shortstop level yet you "owned" a well known young Johnny Archer.

Is that your story?
 
Ignacio Chavez-one pocket. I'm pretty sure I was the first in the chicago area to play him. He was supposed to have a ;big cash game with marco marquez, never happened though. the man can move the cue ball as well as efren guys. his cb control was/possibly is unmatched... just sick...
 
Best I ever played "for the cash"? Single game of 9 ball for $100...I "lost" to my "honorary Nephew" Matt....

Yeah, it was a donation...he needed the $.
 

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Aw gee you didn't think I was talking about you did you? Gosh no, if I had played you then I would have lost. Everyone knew to stay away from the guy who looks like Grizzly Adams.

Just the other day Buddy Hall was talking about how you were the only guy he was afraid to play.

And now that I think about it I once saw Danny Medina turn white at the mere mention of your name.

Yeah, you were definitely the greatest undercover agent the world has ever seen.

I am sure Ironman can testify to that? Ironman Hu/Hugh plays world class speed doesn't he? Surely you saw him bust a lot of champions?

Well I am glad we cleared that up.

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Now let's talk about me. You clearly can't read. I said that I am a B low A player and that I consider myself lucky to have been able to play with so many top players. But I didn't seek them out like some lovestruck fan. I happened to be in the right place at the right time when I played them.

The thread was who is the best I have ever played for the cash. I expanded on that a bit and showed three categories.

I never once said that I could recite dates and specifics for every match I have ever played. You made that up. But I can remember the important ones.

Now let's talk a little bit about the gambling culture.

50s 60s 70s 80s 90s today - the PLAYERS know each other. There are no undercover world beaters named Hugh.

So you can sell that bullshit to someone else. If you were that good then you were known and someone here would vouch for you.

So far NO ONE has stood up to say that they remembered you and your world beater ways.

So you can tell us all that you have gambled with 20,000 people and it won't matter. If you were a scuffler with that much game then SOMEONE knew about you.

Personally, I think you are embellishing your past pool life just like you admitted to padding your resume'. That is to say in other words, you are a fabricator to put it nicely.

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Like I said before I will publicly apologize to you if even one person stands up and testifies in front of everyone on AZB that they saw you beat anyone who was a shortstop or better for more than $100 in any pool game.

At this point I don't care if someone stands up and swears that they saw you beat Johnny Archer in a race to 1 for $100. If they want to lie for you then that's enough for me and I will give you my sincere apology.

Is ANYONE willing to vouch for Hu/Hugh's claims that he played world class speed and beat champions?

Please leave me out of this. I am undercover hiding from the FBI,IRS, and my 3rd wife who is now going by Ralph. Danny owes me $40.00 and I haven't talked to him in months and I heard a story that he is on vacation. I am hiding in San Antonio TX. at a pool room on the corner of WALK and DON"T WALK. If supplied with 2 grams of coke and 2 disoxins will play anybody in the world $20 1 pocket though. NOW, you guys be nice and let me get some sleep.
 
as usual you twist things and lie

I said you won't find where I claimed better than shortstop level. Yes, you come in a shortstop's backyard and anyone can get their ass kicked for an hour or two. Happens when you spend almost all the time sitting in your chair. Johnny won the flip and three games before I got up. He never won another. That is pretty thoroughly owned in my book.

If you really want to post PM's I can do the same. It won't take long for one or both of us to be banned for your writings. Of course you are the ultimate keyboard commando as you have proven over and over. You have been invited to New Orleans since you listed me as one of the people you most want to meet. Here is your reply:

"I will definitely look you up because I don't believe you can play."


Come. Bring cash. Play heads up.

I'm waiting. . . . . . . . not too long though because I'm sure I'll die of old age before you show!

Hu




So, you were not even shortstop speed but you beat Johnny Archer? I think the exact words you used in your PM is that you "owned" him?

Well I don't have to try to remember it - this is what you wrote to me;

"One thing you don't understand is I refrain from naming names or exactly what happened with people I respect. The young Johnny Archer I played was a little bit obnoxious so I finally told the story. On that particular night and that particular table I owned him. You can name a lot of names but there isn't a single world champion much less player of the decade that you can say that you beat like a drum at any time in their career playing even."

So you don't respect Johnny Archer? You still hold a grudge because he was obnoxious to you in your eyes when he was young? You're telling me this now because you don't respect him?

I mean I don't quite understand.

Then you go on to say in another PM after I said I do not believe that you ever beat Johnny Archer;

"Actually I know exactly where I played Johnny Archer including the name and location of the place, I know the time of night we played and I know roughly the year. He was already well known and expected me to know him when he said his name. I didn't know and wouldn't have cared. I competed with champions by the handful several times every week in other competition. "

So, let me see if I have this straight Hu/Hugh, you say now that you were not even shortstop level yet you "owned" a well known young Johnny Archer.

Is that your story?
 
I said you won't find where I claimed better than shortstop level. Yes, you come in a shortstop's backyard and anyone can get their ass kicked for an hour or two. Happens when you spend almost all the time sitting in your chair. Johnny won the flip and three games before I got up. He never won another. That is pretty thoroughly owned in my book.

If you really want to post PM's I can do the same. It won't take long for one or both of us to be banned for your writings. Of course you are the ultimate keyboard commando as you have proven over and over. You have been invited to New Orleans since you listed me as one of the people you most want to meet. Here is your reply:

"I will definitely look you up because I don't believe you can play."


Come. Bring cash. Play heads up.

I'm waiting. . . . . . . . not too long though because I'm sure I'll die of old age before you show!

Hu

I take it back that I want to meet you. I said that when I thought you were interesting. But the more I read the less I believe you.

You don't need me to show up. I am sure that in a year or so you will just claim to have beaten me.

How will I find you? Should I just show up in a random bar and indicate to the bartender that I want to play pool for money and he will drop a dollar (dimes don't work any more) on me and call you up?

Are you still the go to guy on all the bartender's lists whenever a player shows up?

So I am still waiting on ANYONE to vouch for you. Isn't there anyone from the Baton Rouge area or any of Louisiana or anywhere in America that can say they even played a game of pool with this guy?

I will settle for that at this point. Has anyone on AZ ever seen him run three balls?

Two balls?

One ball?

Anyone ever seen him drop a ball and have it hit the floor?

Make a ball in the ocean?

Anything?

Has anyone but Hu ever seen him play?
 
#126, #127

I take it back that I want to meet you. I said that when I thought you were interesting. But the more I read the less I believe you.

You don't need me to show up. I am sure that in a year or so you will just claim to have beaten me.

How will I find you? Should I just show up in a random bar and indicate to the bartender that I want to play pool for money and he will drop a dollar (dimes don't work any more) on me and call you up?

Are you still the go to guy on all the bartender's lists whenever a player shows up?

So I am still waiting on ANYONE to vouch for you. Isn't there anyone from the Baton Rouge area or any of Louisiana or anywhere in America that can say they even played a game of pool with this guy?

I will settle for that at this point. Has anyone on AZ ever seen him run three balls?

Two balls?

One ball?

Anyone ever seen him drop a ball and have it hit the floor?

Make a ball in the ocean?

Anything?

Has anyone but Hu ever seen him play?

John,

Once again you twist things, you posted you wanted to meet me after you stirred all of the crap with me. You either have to go edit the post or it is there for all the world to see. You just said what I quoted less than twelve hours ago and already you are weaseling:

(PM from John less than 12 hours ago, while he claims PM's are off and of course while I am on ignore!)
2010-07-26 19:28 datestamp
. . . . I will definitely look you up because I don't believe you can play. . .



I can't make a ball and it doesn't take 12 hours for John to back out of playing me. That pretty much says it all.

OK, enough of peeing in other people's Cherios in this thread. John knows where to contact me when and if he reaches manhood.

Hu
 
Well this _almost_ qualifies!

I think I have the dubious distinction of being Johnny Archer's first score!

It was about 1983 or '84 at a bar table tournament in Tucker Georgia.

I'd planned for a couple of months to take my regular "horse" Gary Spaeth to this tournament and stake him. We even made arrangements for a buddy of ours who had a "Modified Winnebago" to take us down to the tournament. The night before we were supposed to leave for the tournament we were at a local bar table tourney where Gary dropped the bomb on me telling me that his daughters birthday fell that weekend and he couldn't go. I was a little hot at my best buddy for waiting til the last minute to let me know this. There was a local player, Steve Edwards, AKA "Mountain Man" who overheard the heated exchange. He asked me if he could go in Gary's place. Joey Spaeth, Gary's dad, had told Gary on a couple of occasions not to play Mountain Man on a bar box, to make him play on a 9 footer, because he was known to be a top bar table player. Gary told me this and I figured, Well, we're all set to go anyway, might as well give it a shot. We all met up at my bar at 9:00AM for the trip from Cincinnati to Tucker, just north of Atlanta. All of us but my buddy with the Winnebago. He was late, very late. He didn't get to my bar until noon and the tourney was to start in Tucker at 6:00 that night. I was going to chuck the whole idea but my buddy told me, "Don't worry, I'll get us there on time!" I said "Yeah, right!" I'd made the trip south many times and had never made Atlanta in less than 8 hours in my Corvette, really moving! My buddy promised me he could get us there by 6:00! As I said the Winnebago was somewhat modified. It had a big 440 Mopar motor and the suspension had been modified to handle better at high speed. My buddy owned a marina and used the Winnebago to tow boats all over the country. I said, "Well WTF, don't have anything else to do, might as well go along for the ride. haha What a ride? He was using a radar detector, a CB radio and some nose candy rocket fuel (which I don't go for), and was running down I75 at speeds between 95 -110! All you could hear was the truckers on the CB radio shouting out, "Damn, did you see that Winnebago go by?" If someone was in the fast lane he would get up on their rear bumper where all they could see in their rear view mirror was that big "W" on the front of the motor home. The DID get out of his way! I sat up front for the first 50 -100 miles and decided I couldn't watch anymore and moved to the back of the bus! Damned if he didn't surprise me and made it to Tucker in 5hours & 45 minutes! A feat I'll never forget! When we rolled into the parking lot, Mountain Man and I jumped out of the camper almost before it stopped moving. We hustled into the bar to get him signed up for the tourney. To our chagrin, we were informed that the tourney was filled up! We paid a local player double his entry fee for his place in the tourney which the tourney director went along with since he hadn't started the draw yet. As would be expected, Mountain Man went out 1,2 & out! When he was out of the tourney he said, "That's just as well, we came to gamble!" That was news to me but I kinda went along with him. He made a game with another player who lost 2 in a row and we won about $100 before the guy pulled up. Then this skinny kid who snuck into the bar and wasn't allowed in the tourney because he was only 15 or 16, came up to MM and asked him to play some $5 nine ball. The kid looked like a white Etheopian! He was so skinny his bones stuck out! MM started playing him and the kid was running out from everywhere. MM said we gotta raise the bet and get the kid out of his "comfort range". They went to $10 a game, then $20, then $50. The kid looked a bit nervous but was still just running out at every opportunity! When I was stuck $1800 I decided I'd seen enough of that action and pulled up. I asked the kid what his name was and where he played out of? He said in a very meek voice, Johnny Archer and he only played in a game room back home! I knew he was going to be a top player real soon. The next time I saw Johnny, a buddy of Gary and I, Jay Swanson, came through Cincinnati and had Johnny traveling with him, showing him the ropes. When Johnny saw me, his eyes got real big like he thought I was going to be pissed at him and take revenge right there and then! I told him from the get go, no hard feelings, you deserved to win! We still bring it up once in a while when we're in the same company and chuckle about it! Reed Pierce won that tournament, but he's lucky they wouldn't let the skinny kid play!
 
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I Used to play John Schmidt on a daily basis when he was staying in my area....One time i played him a race to 9 he gave me the 5out and he broke and ran a 9 pack on me !!!
 
I take it back that I want to meet you. I said that when I thought you were interesting. But the more I read the less I believe you.

You don't need me to show up. I am sure that in a year or so you will just claim to have beaten me.

How will I find you? Should I just show up in a random bar and indicate to the bartender that I want to play pool for money and he will drop a dollar (dimes don't work any more) on me and call you up?

Are you still the go to guy on all the bartender's lists whenever a player shows up?

So I am still waiting on ANYONE to vouch for you. Isn't there anyone from the Baton Rouge area or any of Louisiana or anywhere in America that can say they even played a game of pool with this guy?

I will settle for that at this point. Has anyone on AZ ever seen him run three balls?

Two balls?

One ball?

Anyone ever seen him drop a ball and have it hit the floor?

Make a ball in the ocean?

Anything?

Has anyone but Hu ever seen him play?

i.m not going too knock anyones game but i did play mister HU in 9ball-10ball on a 9fter few months ago thanks for the good time mister HU
 
You gotta give props to JB for finally outing Hu. :thumbup:

Ask Robley, he'll tell ya' - Hu don't look anything like what's in his avatar pic.

See below for what Hu really looks like, there he is reading Robert Byrne's book, Standards of Pool & Billiards. :grin-square:

Best,
Brian kc
 

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John,

Once again you twist things, you posted you wanted to meet me after you stirred all of the crap with me. You either have to go edit the post or it is there for all the world to see. You just said what I quoted less than twelve hours ago and already you are weaseling:

(PM from John less than 12 hours ago, while he claims PM's are off and of course while I am on ignore!)
2010-07-26 19:28 datestamp
. . . . I will definitely look you up because I don't believe you can play. . .



I can't make a ball and it doesn't take 12 hours for John to back out of playing me. That pretty much says it all.

OK, enough of peeing in other people's Cherios in this thread. John knows where to contact me when and if he reaches manhood.

Hu

You are construing this line where we are barking at each other as me saying I want to meet you?

On top of that I didn't say I wasn't going to play you.

I said I don't HAVE to play you in order for you to CLAIM you beat me.

Big difference.

I have a bet down that you will post again in this thread.

If you want to live in a fantasy world where you "owned" Johnny Archer then go ahead. I don't believe you.

If you can find anyone to confirm ANY of your gambling myths then I will formally apologize.

But at least Robley has stood up to say you really exist. He still won't say you made a ball but I have to guess that you made a couple as even blind squirrels find nuts, kinda of like I found you.

So with that I will let this fish go. Swim away fish and enjoy your life.
 
Well this _almost_ qualifies!

I think I have the dubious distinction of being Johnny Archer's first score!

It was about 1983 or '84 at a bar table tournament in Tucker Georgia.

I'd planned for a couple of months to take my regular "horse" Gary Spaeth to this tournament and stake him. We even made arrangements for a buddy of ours who had a "Modified Winnebago" to take us down to the tournament. The night before we were supposed to leave for the tournament we were at a local bar table tourney where Gary dropped the bomb on me telling me that his daughters birthday fell that weekend and he couldn't go.

I was a little hot at my best buddy for waiting til the last minute to let me know this. There was a local player, Steve Edwards, AKA "Mountain Man" who overheard the heated exchange. He asked me if he could go in Gary's place.

Joey Spaeth, Gary's dad, had told Gary on a couple of occasions not to play Mountain Man on a bar box, to make him play on a 9 footer, because he was known to be a top bar table player. Gary told me this and I figured, Well, we're all set to go anyway, might as well give it a shot.

We all met up at my bar at 9:00AM for the trip from Cincinnati to Tucker, just north of Atlanta. All of us but my buddy with the Winnebago. He was late, very late. He didn't get to my bar until noon and the tourney was to start in Tucker at 6:00 that night.

I was going to chuck the whole idea but my buddy told me, "Don't worry, I'll get us there on time!" I said "Yeah, right!" I'd made the trip south many times and had never made Atlanta in less than 8 hours in my Corvette, really moving! My buddy promised me he could get us there by 6:00! As I said the Winnebago was somewhat modified. It had a big 440 Mopar motor and the suspension had been modified to handle better at high speed. My buddy owned a marina and used the Winnebago to tow boats all over the country.

I said, "Well WTF, don't have anything else to do, might as well go along for the ride. haha What a ride? He was using a radar detector, a CB radio and some nose candy rocket fuel (which I don't go for), and was running down I75 at speeds between 95 -110! All you could hear was the truckers on the CB radio shouting out, "Damn, did you see that Winnebago go by?" If someone was in the fast lane he would get up on their rear bumper where all they could see in their rear view mirror was that big "W" on the front of the motor home. The DID get out of his way! I sat up front for the first 50 -100 miles and decided I couldn't watch anymore and moved to the back of the bus!

Damned if he didn't surprise me and made it to Tucker in 5hours & 45 minutes! A feat I'll never forget!

When we rolled into the parking lot, Mountain Man and I jumped out of the camper almost before it stopped moving. We hustled into the bar to get him signed up for the tourney. To our chagrin, we were informed that the tourney was filled up! We paid a local player double his entry fee for his place in the tourney which the tourney director went along with since he hadn't started the draw yet.

As would be expected, Mountain Man went out 1,2 & out! When he was out of the tourney he said, "That's just as well, we came to gamble!" That was news to me but I kinda went along with him. He made a game with another player who lost 2 in a row and we won about $100 before the guy pulled up.

Then this skinny kid who snuck into the bar and wasn't allowed in the tourney because he was only 15 or 16, came up to MM and asked him to play some $5 nine ball. The kid looked like a white Etheopian! He was so skinny his bones stuck out! MM started playing him and the kid was running out from everywhere. MM said we gotta raise the bet and get the kid out of his "comfort range". They went to $10 a game, then $20, then $50. The kid looked a bit nervous but was still just running out at every opportunity! When I was stuck $1800 I decided I'd seen enough of that action and pulled up.

I asked the kid what his name was and where he played out of? He said in a very meek voice, Johnny Archer and he only played in a game room back home!

I knew he was going to be a top player real soon. The next time I saw Johnny, a buddy of Gary and I, Jay Swanson, came through Cincinnati and had Johnny traveling with him, showing him the ropes.

When Johnny saw me, his eyes got real big like he thought I was going to be pissed at him and take revenge right there and then! I told him from the get go, no hard feelings, you deserved to win! We still bring it up once in a while when we're in the same company and chuckle about it! Reed Pierce won that tournament, but he's lucky they wouldn't let the skinny kid play!

Great Story as always!!! Rep to you! Hit the enter key once in a while to break it up into easier to read chunks.

Johnny sounds like he was really polite and already super tough at 16. Hard to believe he was manhandled by an undercover B-player a few years later. (NOT TRUE READERS - Johnny was never "owned" by Baby Huey)

Thanks Sherm!
 
disoxins ?

Please leave me out of this. I am undercover hiding from the FBI,IRS, and my 3rd wife who is now going by Ralph. Danny owes me $40.00 and I haven't talked to him in months and I heard a story that he is on vacation. I am hiding in San Antonio TX. at a pool room on the corner of WALK and DON"T WALK. If supplied with 2 grams of coke and 2 disoxins will play anybody in the world $20 1 pocket though. NOW, you guys be nice and let me get some sleep.


I am such a boy scout I had to google "disoxins" ...
 
i played my buddy jeff gregory. to be honest i think he's the best player i've ever played. when i can afford it i like to try to play him.
 
erm

@poolplayer2093,

hm, how Ralf Souquet can play at his level.......-Ralf never hustled. I know him since he was about 14 years old-and he is still on of the most serious guys i met in the poo-scene. And he is the best example, that there is no need to hustle for learning to play good and successful billiards.

I also played for cash- but just about for one year or so-bc at that time i ve had much time to spend at the table. But i swear i really didn t like it very much. Too many situations happened, where it was close to get into trouble. If it s just about competition where excellent players just want to mess with each other it can be a great thing. And the stories about *hustling* are always nice to talk about. But i saw too often the bad stuff around it- stuff where i really could get angry. When horsestakers trying to provoke he opponent with stupid offenses or just lame comments.

I was many times *live* around, when young Oliver Ortmann and other well know germany guys played for cash- this was all nice to watch- even when Bustamente came to germany as a totally unknown guy- and shoot the lights out in *my* town. That was very impressive.

Stop now telling tales here, sry^^

on topic: a guy, who was european champion wanted to play me- he was extremly arrogant. My friend (who has had enough money :p) told me to play him and i said *No!* bc the guy was usualy to strong to earn money from him. Then my friend said, that he wants to play 9-Ball til 7...and i just to 4....then i ran very fast to the car to get my cue :p. We played always 3 sets , each 300 $ a set. After i won first 3- he *just* gave me 2 til 7. and so on. Later we played equal and he was never able to get in front. All in all it was for sure a good feeling that i beat him also when we played equal- and also nice because he was so arrogant to give me this huge handicap :p. He destroyed his cue at the end.....so it was really an interesting night with about 14 hours of playing- and *we* won about 4 k dollars. That was much money in the early 90 s :)


But like i said- i don t like hustling for myself- i prefer to play pool because i love it- and also love it to teach and give my knowledge away.

lg from germany,

Ingo
 
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