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You are right, and so is Gary. It is the Broome County Open, e.g., "B.C. Open," and Gary is right about the comic strip writer Johnny Hart who wrote the long-running B.C. cartoon comic strip. He hailed from Binghamton, NY. Keith (and I) wrote an article for InsidePOOL magazine about this tournament, and I did a lot of research on the event to ensure its accuracy. This was one of the bits of trivia I uncovered.

For the young'ns who haven't heard of B.C. comics, here's a sample. :smile:

We'll have to agree to disagree here, I guess. You're the only one I've ever heard call it the Broome County Open in all the years since. Nobody local ever called it that and Gary sure didn't. Unfortunately, I'm no longer in contact with anyone who can verify this. I'm going on my 20 year association with Gary and my own memory. By the way, Johnny Hart was not from Binghamton. He lived in Nineveh, NY about 25 miles from Binghamton not far from my mother in law. Everyone in the area knew him.
Nineveh is in Broome County.
 
We'll have to agree to disagree here, I guess. You're the only one I've ever heard call it the Broome County Open in all the years since. Nobody local ever called it that and Gary sure didn't. Unfortunately, I'm no longer in contact with anyone who can verify this. I'm going on my 20 year association with Gary and my own memory. By the way, Johnny Hart was not from Binghamton. He lived in Nineveh, NY about 25 miles from Binghamton not far from my mother in law. Everyone in the area knew him.
Nineveh is in Broome County.

You're definitely more knowledgeable than I am. My facts were ascertained from old print pool media.

I am going to see if I can dig up the news article. Of course, there's no guarantee that the journalist got their facts correct, so it's best to rely on people like you who live there and know firsthand what the pool scene was at that time. :smile:
 
I knew him pretty well the last 10+ years of his life and didnt find him that weird either. He owed me $60 that i had pretty much 'gifted' him. He made a score in Va one year and sent the 60 back to me through a friend so I wouldnt consider him a rogue either. I wouldnt doubt Jay either so Dog musta been reformed when i knew him.

Not to hijack this thread but if someone can coin the word for what happened to you I would appreciate it. It has the makings for a great thread (maybe :smile:)

Some might call it a windfall, serendipidity, fortuitious. Are there any word masters out there. What do you call it when you get paid back money from a debt that was owed but in your heart you never really expected to get paid back?
 
Not to hijack this thread but if someone can coin the word for what happened to you I would appreciate it. It has the makings for a great thread (maybe :smile:)

Some might call it a windfall, serendipidity, fortuitious. Are there any word masters out there. What do you call it when you get paid back money from a debt that was owed but in your heart you never really expected to get paid back?

Windfall as a Noun has these synonyms:
bonanza, godsend, stroke of (good) fortune, serendipitous find, boon, piece of (good) luck, jackpot, (lucky) strike


Of course, some might call it a "miracle." :thumbup:
 
You're definitely more knowledgeable than I am. My facts were ascertained from old print pool media.

I am going to see if I can dig up the news article. Of course, there's no guarantee that the journalist got their facts correct, so it's best to rely on people like you who live there and know firsthand what the pool scene was at that time. :smile:

The golf tournament was at first called the Broome County Open. Since the pool tournament was set up to run the same week with the same name it would have been easy for a journalist to come to that conclusion.
Anyway, it was a great tournament while it lasted, one of the highlights of my life, obviously:D
 
Not to hijack this thread but if someone can coin the word for what happened to you I would appreciate it. It has the makings for a great thread (maybe :smile:)

Some might call it a windfall, serendipidity, fortuitious. Are there any word masters out there. What do you call it when you get paid back money from a debt that was owed but in your heart you never really expected to get paid back?

In my mind , the best word to describe it when pool players are concerned is actually 2 words.
"Set Up".
It is a clever ploy to make you think the person is trustworthy so they can bite you harder at a later date.
Sometimes , one of the parties involved dies before the plan can come to fruition,then, it was a horrible mistake on the perpetrators part, more often , it works.
 
In my mind , the best word to describe it when pool players are concerned is actually 2 words.
"Set Up".
It is a clever ploy to make you think the person is trustworthy so they can bite you harder at a later date.
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which is really no different than "keeping good credit" which no one thinks is a negative.
 
which is really no different than "keeping good credit" which no one thinks is a negative.

When Keith and I first ventured out onto the tournament trail, we went to Chelmsford, MA for a Joss tournament. Larry Lisciotti was there, as well as the Russian. What a circus! :thumbup:

Anyway, Keith and the Russian got into a little long-rail banks, with Keith spotting the Russian. The crowd drew near. Pretty soon, the majority of the patrons were watching Keith and the Russian, while the semi-finals were going on in the other room. :embarrassed2:

Way in the back of the room, sitting all alone away from the crowd was Earl Strickland. Every now and then when Keith made a good bank shot, Earl would yell out, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeether." :cool:

After the action match concluded, Keith ended up winning a nice chunkie. He handed me a C-note and said, "Go give this to Earl." I didn't know Earl at all then, and I felt uncomfortable doing it. I said, "Why do you want me to give Earl a hundred bucks?" He said, "I bit him for a hundred a while ago, and I want to pay him back." :p

I went to look for Earl, and he was almost out of the joint, on his way down the steps. I stopped him and said, "Earl, Keith asked me to give this to you." He said, "You tell that Keith that he's okay in my book, and he can bite me anytime." :thumbup:
 
When Keith and I first ventured out onto the tournament trail, we went to Chelmsford, MA for a Joss tournament. Larry Lisciotti was there, as well as the Russian. What a circus! :thumbup:

Anyway, Keith and the Russian got into a little long-rail banks, with Keith spotting the Russian. The crowd drew near. Pretty soon, the majority of the patrons were watching Keith and the Russian, while the semi-finals were going on in the other room. :embarrassed2:

Way in the back of the room, sitting all alone away from the crowd was Earl Strickland. Every now and then when Keith made a good bank shot, Earl would yell out, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeether." :cool:

After the action match concluded, Keith ended up winning a nice chunkie. He handed me a C-note and said, "Go give this to Earl." I didn't know Earl at all then, and I felt uncomfortable doing it. I said, "Why do you want me to give Earl a hundred bucks?" He said, "I bit him for a hundred a while ago, and I want to pay him back." :p

I went to look for Earl, and he was almost out of the joint, on his way down the steps. I stopped him and said, "Earl, Keith asked me to give this to you." He said, "You tell that Keith that he's okay in my book, and he can bite me anytime." :thumbup:

Ask Keithly to tell you about the time we met in the hallway at Caesars and he pulled out a wad big enough to choke a horse. He said "What's our number Toupee?" I said I'm not sure, maybe 260 or 280. So he whips out $280 and says, "Now we're all square." Then he stuffs the wad back in his pocket and struts on down the hall. True story! :D
 
From time to time, Hart would put in a christian religious theme to his strip. This is one of those times. The characters name is Peter. In the Bible, Peter walked on water to meet Jesus who also was walking on water. Peter was able to do so until his faith wavered, then he fell into the water.

Here, Peter walked on water until he realized he was, and then fell in. The rooster on the rock symbolizes the story in the Bible of Peter denying Jesus 3 times before the cock crowed. The loss of his faith for a little while.

The cave is Jesus' tomb. He sees it empty, and realizes that his faith in Jesus was not misplaced and rejoices.

Thank you- If i was given ten thousand years, i'd still be clueless on that one.
 
Neil, all I can say is Wow.
I bet when the boys wake you up early on a Sat morning, you invite them in and give them a lesson or two.
 
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I'll stay out of it for awhile, and give you first crack at presenting your favorites. It's safe to say you have a formidable First Four, although IMO I kinda think that Whitey is the Seven ball over everybody else.

Beard

Well i respect your opinion and yo are certainly entitled,,,,but how could anyone give joey the 7? I only saw Whitey once though and Joey, countless times.
I did see Joey try and pawn a friends artificial leg. However upon hearing toe story of Whitey and his dog, I was unable to eat fro about 3 days and impotent for several weeks.
 
Ask Keithly to tell you about the time we met in the hallway at Caesars and he pulled out a wad big enough to choke a horse. He said "What's our number Toupee?" I said I'm not sure, maybe 260 or 280. So he whips out $280 and says, "Now we're all square." Then he stuffs the wad back in his pocket and struts on down the hall. True story! :D

Oh, man, that sounds just like him. :p

When we were at IPT in Vegas, I immediately cashed his IPT check with somebody on site for a 5 percent. I can't remember why I felt the need to do it right away, but I wanted that cash. I paid our hotel bill at the Venetian in cash to get rid of that expense down the road. I think Vincent from Seattle or Washington State is who offered to cash it for us for the 5-percent tax. It was worth it to me. :smile:

Anyway, after we get the cash from Vincent, Keith comes over to me and says, "Give Greg Sullivan $300." I said, "What? Why?" He said at the last Derby City Classic, which we both were at, he bit Greg for $300 to gamble, unbeknownst to me. :angry:

I spotted Greg sitting in the bleachers and handed him $300. He knew immediately what it was for, smiled, and thanked me :cool:

I try to keep our expenses within reason on each trip, to include gambling. Sometimes it's affordable, and sometimes gambling can hurt the budget. But when Keith wants to gamble, there's absolutely no stopping him. If I put my foot down, he walks away in pursuit of a backer. If Keith doesn't have the capital on him, he searches for a bite. If he can't bite anybody, he creates a backers committee. In another life, Keith might have made a good salesman! :D

I'll ask him about that hall encounter, Jay. I'm sure he'll remember it! :lmao:
 
very nice Neil, i got the cartoon, but could not have described it nearly as well as you did here...





Here, Peter walked on water until he realized he was, and then fell in. The rooster on the rock symbolizes the story in the Bible of Peter denying Jesus 3 times before the cock crowed. The loss of his faith for a little while.

The cave is Jesus' tomb. He sees it empty, and realizes that his faith in Jesus was not misplaced and rejoices.
 
Oh, man, that sounds just like him. :p

When we were at IPT in Vegas, I immediately cashed his IPT check with somebody on site for a 5 percent. I can't remember why I felt the need to do it right away, but I wanted that cash. I paid our hotel bill at the Venetian in cash to get rid of that expense down the road. I think Vincent from Seattle or Washington State is who offered to cash it for us for the 5-percent tax. It was worth it to me. :smile:

Anyway, after we get the cash from Vincent, Keith comes over to me and says, "Give Greg Sullivan $300." I said, "What? Why?" He said at the last Derby City Classic, which we both were at, he bit Greg for $300 to gamble, unbeknownst to me. :angry:

I spotted Greg sitting in the bleachers and handed him $300. He knew immediately what it was for, smiled, and thanked me :cool:

I try to keep our expenses within reason on each trip, to include gambling. Sometimes it's affordable, and sometimes gambling can hurt the budget. But when Keith wants to gamble, there's absolutely no stopping him. If I put my foot down, he walks away in pursuit of a backer. If Keith doesn't have the capital on him, he searches for a bite. If he can't bite anybody, he creates a backers committee. In another life, Keith might have made a good salesman! :D

I'll ask him about that hall encounter, Jay. I'm sure he'll remember it! :lmao:

If you've never seen the Keith McCready strut, you've missed something. It usually happens after he delivers a well timed remark or at the end of a match, where the victim quietly uncorks his cue. Keith says thank you and STRUTS (not walks) to the door. I think he should have had a rubber stamp like Fats that said, "You have been victimized by Keith McCready!"
 
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