Cheating Stories- The Good, the Bad, & the Ugly.

Pt109

PT109: It is obvious that you are a proponent of BINH and BCA in general. I prefer to play by BCA rules. However, when I hear of a new tournament or if there is only 1 location holding a tournament on a given night, then I am required to play by the establishments rules.
 
Patch Story 1

One of two patch stories that left me speechless.

The first one happened at the Valley Nationals in the late 80's. I was playing the singles and by then it seemed that everyone was disgusted with the patch. I was also. Either use it on every shot or not at all.

Anyway, a few of my opponents asked at the beginning of the match if we could dispense with the patch. Of course was my reply and the patch would be put down by the coin chute.

My last match that tournament was quite a tussle with my opponent beating me 3 - 0 the first set. The format at the time was 3 sets racing to 2 games per set. With a little luck on my side I win the 2nd set 3 - 2 and now we are playing for the marbles. This match was to get into the 64. The shooting wasn't great but somehow we got hill-hill. He breaks and does the proverbial 6th ball choke leaving me a run. I, of course dog it on my 7th ball shape but am lucky enough to be able to do a relacement shot safe along the rail, sealing him off from any hit but a 2 railer. He misses his group and I am out. The problem was that as soon as the 8-ball went in the hole he literally screams, "Foul, you didn't patch the pocket!" He then made sure that anyone that was watching or in earshot that they knew the patch was in the coin chute. I was stunned.

I was so mad all I could say was I was getting a referee. So the ref comes and I explain that we hadn't been using the patch the whole match and now because he loses he goes back on our agreement. The referee asked me one question, "Did you patch the pocket?" I replied no and he awarded the match to my opponent. I couldn't lie and it probably wouldn't have done any good anyway as he made sure spectators notice where the patch was.

Lesson: Always play by the rules whether you like them or not. Certainly, NEVER make a side agreement with anyone, EVER.
 
One of two patch stories that left me speechless.

The first one happened at the Valley Nationals in the late 80's. I was playing the singles and by then it seemed that everyone was disgusted with the patch. I was also. Either use it on every shot or not at all.

Anyway, a few of my opponents asked at the beginning of the match if we could dispense with the patch. Of course was my reply and the patch would be put down by the coin chute.

My last match that tournament was quite a tussle with my opponent beating me 3 - 0 the first set. The format at the time was 3 sets racing to 2 games per set. With a little luck on my side I win the 2nd set 3 - 2 and now we are playing for the marbles. This match was to get into the 64. The shooting wasn't great but somehow we got hill-hill. He breaks and does the proverbial 6th ball choke leaving me a run. I, of course dog it on my 7th ball shape but am lucky enough to be able to do a relacement shot safe along the rail, sealing him off from any hit but a 2 railer. He misses his group and I am out. The problem was that as soon as the 8-ball went in the hole he literally screams, "Foul, you didn't patch the pocket!" He then made sure that anyone that was watching or in earshot that they knew the patch was in the coin chute. I was stunned.

I was so mad all I could say was I was getting a referee. So the ref comes and I explain that we hadn't been using the patch the whole match and now because he loses he goes back on our agreement. The referee asked me one question, "Did you patch the pocket?" I replied no and he awarded the match to my opponent. I couldn't lie and it probably wouldn't have done any good anyway as he made sure spectators notice where the patch was.

Lesson: Always play by the rules whether you like them or not. Certainly, NEVER make a side agreement with anyone, EVER.

WOW! That is about as low as one can stoop.
Thanks for the heads-up about making side agreements.

I recently agreed with two top players that our nine balls wouldn't count in the bottom two pockets. There would be a whole LOT of controversy if either of them went back on our agreement. Knowing the two of them as I do, I wouldn't expect them to go back on their word. But your story sure makes you wonder.......about making side agreements......
 
Way too nice

You guys are way too nice. If it was me I would have pulled the guy to the side and told him he could either concede or eat his next several meals through a straw.
 
One of two patch stories that left me speechless.

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VNEA needs to get rid of that stupid patch. The only time I've ever played with a patch is at VNEA nationals. In my 17 years of playing I've never had a problem with somebody calling the 8 ball in a pocket. How hard is it to point at the pocket? It's call pocket for the rest of the balls, why is it any different for the 8 ball? Most of the time it's obvious anyways.

It's a disadvantage to teams that don't use it during league and doesn't do anything but cause problems. We lost at least a couple of games because we forgot the patch.
 
VNEA needs to get rid of that stupid patch. The only time I've ever played with a patch is at VNEA nationals. In my 17 years of playing I've never had a problem with somebody calling the 8 ball in a pocket. How hard is it to point at the pocket? It's call pocket for the rest of the balls, why is it any different for the 8 ball? Most of the time it's obvious anyways.

It's a disadvantage to teams that don't use it during league and doesn't do anything but cause problems. We lost at least a couple of games because we forgot the patch.

After losing a match because of it, I keep one on my table at home and use it every time, even when practicing alone.

It is a rhythm/attention breaker if you have to use it and are not used to it.

Jeff Livingston
 
You guys are way too nice. If it was me I would have pulled the guy to the side and told him he could either concede or eat his next several meals through a straw.

If he chooses the latter, you may have to pay for his dental bills or worse, his medical bills. Those doctors make good money and don't forget the lawyers. They are like vacuum cleaners especially in cases like this one.

However I do see where you're coming from.........
 
Patch Story 2

Well I thought I learned my lesson from patch story 1 but....

A few years later...

8-ball bar box tournament, race to 5, dbl elim, Valley rules, played at a bar located outside of sumdumtown, MN. It was an open tournament as most of them were back then and the field was loaded with good MN bar box players. At that time MN bar boxers were sweeping most of the national events.

I lost my first match in the event and was clawing my way back through the B-side. I am in a match playing for 4th place against a guy I'm just a tad intimitated by. I'm trying so-o-o-o hard to win that I'm blowing it and give him a 4 to 1 lead. He made a mistake on a winning 8-ball and let me get back to the table.

Throwing caution to the wind, I just wanted to make a good showing but I've also seen where missing that case 8-ball sometimes will turn the match around. I started playing one ball at a time and got real focused. I don't remember how except that the score knotted at 4 and it was his break.

Next thing I know I'm shooting the ball before the 8-ball but the shape was going to give me a little awkward shot with the C-ball on the side rail and the 8-ball on the end rail about a diamond from the corner pocket. A thinner than I wanted cut, but I took what the table gave me. As I got down on the shot, the patch, which was already at the corner pocket was bothering me as it was in my sight. I backed off the shot and moved the patch to the other side of the corner pocket. I then confidently made the 8-ball and was greeted with, "Foul!" What the heck? "What foul?" I asked.

He pointed out that the patch was ever so slightly touching the first diamond past the corner pocket. I'm thinking, "Are you joking with me?" He wasn't. So we call the bar owner/referee over. I'm thinking with the days I did play Valley we had from the pocket to the middle diamond for the pocket designation. I couldn't believe it when it was lose of game for me. I made the owner get out the rules and show me. He did. The rule changed. I lost.

Needless to say I was absolutely furious and did something that I wasn't to proud of. No, I didn't haul off and hit him. No, I didn't break his cue. No, I didn't give him 4 flat tires. I did think of those things though. As calmly as I could, I invaded some of his personal space and said just loud enough so only he could hear, "If you have to win like that, I promise you won't win your next one."

The next match was called and I believe this guy only made maybe a total of 6 or 7 balls. What did I do? I folded my arms at my chest and stared at him throughout the match. I didn't watch the match, I just stared at his eys the whole time. Every time he peeked a look at me I was staring at him. My eyes were throwing daggers into his brain and heart. If I hadn't been so intent on the stare-down I would have been on the floor laughing over some of the shots this "Master" player was missing. Guess I got to him.

BTW, he has NEVER talked to me since and has promptly lost any matches that we have had against each other.
 
Here's a good story,,for a change. Or at least honesty in the game.

I was playing a state tournament,with over 100 entries in the singles 8 ball.

After a day of playing,,,there are only 4 of us left,,and my match is called. I go to the table and my opponent is not there. I have the slip. I wait 5 minutes, and go back up tell the TD.
He calls the guys name again and the table number. TD writes a time down and says ,,if he's not there in 5 minutes ,,come back.

Well,,he did not show,,and I waited more than 5 minutes. I go back up and the TD says he is forfeiting his game.And is about to write a win on the slip for me.

I told him to wait a second,,,and to call for him again.

I swear it was running through my head that after all this time and effort ,,,this guy has made it this far ,,he has to be coming or just don't know how things are run.They have set times ,way ahead to know when you are playing next.

The TD turns to the guy with the microphone and says to call this guy again,,using his name in that sentence. And the missing guy screams in my ear,,,,"I'm right here!!!" LOL

He heard the whole conversation I just had with the TD but didn't know it was about him.

I felt good about not taking the forfeit,,,but guess what place I took???

It went hill /hill,,,I lost. I don't feel bad about it at all.
 
I don't know if it's cheating per se, but a buddy gave me some Sportcraft chalk from Wal-mart. We were playing and kept miscuing crazy amounts (this is a while back when we first took up playing again). I think he miscued 4 times in a row. Well, anyway, I deposited two cubes at the pool hall and one at a local bar. I couldn't help but laugh (in my head, I'm not THAT much of a dick) when anyone miscued. I think of it more as a social experiment than cheating cause I didn't really play anyone who used it.

I think somebody else dumped their chalk at the hall cause a month ago he absent minded started using a cube of Sportcraft and had a horrible miscue. I asked him why he was using that instead of the masters.

So not that I endorse cheating but a few cubes of Sportcraft in your bag and you could plant them on the rail for unsuspecting victims. :grin-devilish:
 
Here's a good story,,for a change. Or at least honesty in the game.

I was playing a state tournament,with over 100 entries in the singles 8 ball.

After a day of playing,,,there are only 4 of us left,,and my match is called. I go to the table and my opponent is not there. I have the slip. I wait 5 minutes, and go back up tell the TD.
He calls the guys name again and the table number. TD writes a time down and says ,,if he's not there in 5 minutes ,,come back.

Well,,he did not show,,and I waited more than 5 minutes. I go back up and the TD says he is forfeiting his game.And is about to write a win on the slip for me.

I told him to wait a second,,,and to call for him again.

I swear it was running through my head that after all this time and effort ,,,this guy has made it this far ,,he has to be coming or just don't know how things are run.They have set times ,way ahead to know when you are playing next.

The TD turns to the guy with the microphone and says to call this guy again,,using his name in that sentence. And the missing guy screams in my ear,,,,"I'm right here!!!" LOL

He heard the whole conversation I just had with the TD but didn't know it was about him.

I felt good about not taking the forfeit,,,but guess what place I took???

It went hill /hill,,,I lost. I don't feel bad about it at all.

That is exactly why I avoid a lot of tourneys these days.

Jeff Livingston
 
Rules or unsportsmanlike?

I was playing a guy in the State semi finals. I put a real good safety on him,,there's was no way he could hit his ball.

He walked up to the table and looked at me,,,then put his tip on the cue and nudged it. Barley touching it and walked away smiling.

I have to say ,,,I had 3 balls on the table ,,all open and a very easy out with ball in hand.

Well I walked up and grabbed the cue,,,,,,,he starts screaming ,,,Foul!! Foul!!!

Got the REF over ,,,and YEP,,,, I didnt ask if it was BIH. So it was a foul.

He had BIH now and won the game. I almost put the beat down on him,,,very close to a fight,,,,, Some chicken arse chit here. Lame!!
It was clearly what he wanted me to do. Was clearly BIH for me and he looked right at me as he nudged the cue.



At little while later,,heard a bunch of yelling across the room. He done it again to someone else. Another guy was pissed at him. I went over and told all involved,,that he done it to me earlier.

LAME!! Is all I can say.

That makes me wonder, if I was a tournament director & I knew he did that knowing he fouled & wanted you to foul.
I would have warned him that if he fouls it is his responsibility to tell you IT WAS A FOUL.
Because if you foul again, And try to make your opponent foul I will DQ you.

Not sure if the tournament director has that right but I know it would be morally right.

Any Tournament Directors out there that can comment on this?
Could it be UC UnSportsmanlike Conduct to do that?
 
Well I thought I learned my lesson from patch story 1 but....

A few years later...

8-ball bar box tournament, race to 5, dbl elim, Valley rules, played at a bar located outside of sumdumtown, MN. It was an open tournament as most of them were back then and the field was loaded with good MN bar box players. At that time MN bar boxers were sweeping most of the national events.

I lost my first match in the event and was clawing my way back through the B-side. I am in a match playing for 4th place against a guy I'm just a tad intimitated by. I'm trying so-o-o-o hard to win that I'm blowing it and give him a 4 to 1 lead. He made a mistake on a winning 8-ball and let me get back to the table.

Throwing caution to the wind, I just wanted to make a good showing but I've also seen where missing that case 8-ball sometimes will turn the match around. I started playing one ball at a time and got real focused. I don't remember how except that the score knotted at 4 and it was his break.

Next thing I know I'm shooting the ball before the 8-ball but the shape was going to give me a little awkward shot with the C-ball on the side rail and the 8-ball on the end rail about a diamond from the corner pocket. A thinner than I wanted cut, but I took what the table gave me. As I got down on the shot, the patch, which was already at the corner pocket was bothering me as it was in my sight. I backed off the shot and moved the patch to the other side of the corner pocket. I then confidently made the 8-ball and was greeted with, "Foul!" What the heck? "What foul?" I asked.

He pointed out that the patch was ever so slightly touching the first diamond past the corner pocket. I'm thinking, "Are you joking with me?" He wasn't. So we call the bar owner/referee over. I'm thinking with the days I did play Valley we had from the pocket to the middle diamond for the pocket designation. I couldn't believe it when it was lose of game for me. I made the owner get out the rules and show me. He did. The rule changed. I lost.

Needless to say I was absolutely furious and did something that I wasn't to proud of. No, I didn't haul off and hit him. No, I didn't break his cue. No, I didn't give him 4 flat tires. I did think of those things though. As calmly as I could, I invaded some of his personal space and said just loud enough so only he could hear, "If you have to win like that, I promise you won't win your next one."

The next match was called and I believe this guy only made maybe a total of 6 or 7 balls. What did I do? I folded my arms at my chest and stared at him throughout the match. I didn't watch the match, I just stared at his eys the whole time. Every time he peeked a look at me I was staring at him. My eyes were throwing daggers into his brain and heart. If I hadn't been so intent on the stare-down I would have been on the floor laughing over some of the shots this "Master" player was missing. Guess I got to him.

BTW, he has NEVER talked to me since and has promptly lost any matches that we have had against each other.

And from that time on, you are referred to as "DAGGER EYES" by all of your opponents.
 
That is exactly why I avoid a lot of tourneys these days.

Jeff Livingston

I'm not sure why you say this,,wondering if you quoted the right post?? lol

I think what happened was good for all involved. Although I could have been playing for 1st place in the tournament in the next match. (Had I taken the forfeit.)

It would not have been the right thing to do. I say this because my suspicions were correct. This guy was there,,just didn't know he was called up.

Its a very large room with about 100 tables,,very loud,,very crowded too.

What I don't understand is why this guy didn't read the board to know his match was up.Posted 1 hour ahead of time. We all ,,had already played for over 15 hours in this same format.
I never did ask him ,what he was thinking!!! Doing??
 
What I don't understand is why this guy didn't read the board to know his match was up.Posted 1 hour ahead of time. We all ,,had already played for over 15 hours in this same format.
I never did ask him ,what he was thinking!!! Doing??

Maybe he was in the "crapper" ;)!!!

Constipated. :yikes:

Maniac (eats plenty of brans pre-tourney)
 
I'm not sure why you say this,,wondering if you quoted the right post?? lol

I think what happened was good for all involved. Although I could have been playing for 1st place in the tournament in the next match. (Had I taken the forfeit.)

It would not have been the right thing to do. I say this because my suspicions were correct. This guy was there,,just didn't know he was called up.

Its a very large room with about 100 tables,,very loud,,very crowded too.

What I don't understand is why this guy didn't read the board to know his match was up.Posted 1 hour ahead of time. We all ,,had already played for over 15 hours in this same format.
I never did ask him ,what he was thinking!!! Doing??

I say it because, especially when near the end of a tourney, just how fuggin' hard is it to just show up on time?

The worst is at the beginning of tourneys. It is supposed to start at 7, they say. Oh no, we've got a call from ______(A rating, of course) and he'll be here soon so we're gonna delay the start. Winners now go home after closing time...lots of fun for working guys....NOT!

80% of success is just showing up. It's not that hard.

Jeff Livingston
 
Maybe he was in the "crapper" ;)!!!

Constipated. :yikes:

Maniac (eats plenty of brans pre-tourney)

lol,,,it's possible,,,makes more sense than any other answer really.


I did ask him on the way to the table,,,he didn't give me a answer,,like he didn't hear me!! And is possible he didn't.
 
Would eating about a dozen hardboiled eggs for lunch before playing my friend for a little cash that evening count?
 
Would eating about a dozen hardboiled eggs for lunch before playing my friend for a little cash that evening count?

Not really a cheating story but you gave me the perfect lead in for it anyway....

15 years or so ago a buddy was at JOB's for a tourney and he had a prize seat in the bleachers. A guy took the seat next to him and within minutes the guy actually lifted his cheek towards my buddy and farted on his leg....

My buddy tells him "You just f'ed up! You sh!t on sh!tty pants Haslett and no one sh!ts on sh!tty pants Haslett!!!".

Sh!tty pants commandeers a waitress and orders a few choice things he knows will get him in dead gear..... As he's eating the food he's staring the guy down. When his gut finally hits him he apologizes to everyone around him and proceeds to lift his leg several times and mortifies the offender.....

After the 4-5 one the offender stands and announces to the crowd "Sorry everyone, this is all my fault! I sh!t on sh!tty pants Haslett, and NO ONE sh!ts on sh!tty pants Haslett!!!".
 
Not really a cheating story but you gave me the perfect lead in for it anyway....

15 years or so ago a buddy was at JOB's for a tourney and he had a prize seat in the bleachers. A guy took the seat next to him and within minutes the guy actually lifted his cheek towards my buddy and farted on his leg....

My buddy tells him "You just f'ed up! You sh!t on sh!tty pants Haslett and no one sh!ts on sh!tty pants Haslett!!!".

Sh!tty pants commandeers a waitress and orders a few choice things he knows will get him in dead gear..... As he's eating the food he's staring the guy down. When his gut finally hits him he apologizes to everyone around him and proceeds to lift his leg several times and mortifies the offender.....

After the 4-5 one the offender stands and announces to the crowd "Sorry everyone, this is all my fault! I sh!t on sh!tty pants Haslett, and NO ONE sh!ts on sh!tty pants Haslett!!!".

Ahhhhhahaha That is great!
 
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