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Just a question out of pure curiosity.
Why do some players only play when gambling? I see some people who don't even practice.(minus hitting balls for 20 minutes after they are done with their action)
I will see the same people come in and sit for hours upon hours, either trying to make a game, or waiting for someone to ask to play. They won't get up and practice, just sit. Most of the time, they aren't high level players. B players at best, and will show obvious disappointment when they play badly. Some will even scoff at the very idea of playing for "free," even though their game isn't nearly on the level in which they should think there should be some extra incentive to get on the table.
So, my question is: What is the thought process of those of you that will come sit in a pool room for hours at a time, sometimes not even playing that day, that will only hit a ball if they are gambling? I just don't get the point of sitting around all day when you could at least be practicing even if no one is willing to play that day.
I'm not opposed to gambling, and I'm in action fairly regularly.(though not as often as I once was)
Also, I understand those that have a table at home or some other place to play/practice and only show up at the pool room when they are looking for action. No need for those explanations.
I can also understand players at a high A or Open class speed who feel their playing time is worth more. This question is mainly for the B players and below who will only hit balls when gambling.
Also note, I'm not judging, just a question out of curiosity.
What's the difference in a bathroom/smoke break, and sitting in the chair if someone runs 4 racks?
I believe some pool players may be able to learn different facets of pool-shooting strategies and shots by observing while sitting on the rail.
Some players enjoy a little competition when playing, whether it is high-stakes gambing or playing for the time. It is just a little extra incentive, I guess.
I learned a great deal from watching others play when I was actively shooting pool on the leagues.
Me personally, I could sit all night in a pool room, as you know, David, and watch a one-pocket match between two players. Time flies by and before you know it, it's daybreak. Man, is that drive home brutal, though.
I grew up playing bar-table pool in a one-pool-table tavern, and we'd play for a beer. Back then, beer was about a buck and the cost to play a game was 25 cents. We had our regulars of pool people in this bar. We would sweat each game, scrutinize the shot selection. It was great fun sitting on the sidelines analyzing what we would've or should've. It wasn't so much the cost of the beer or the game that made the triumph so sweet, though. It was defeating so-and-so for that almighty win! :grin-square:
Maybe Charlie Sheen was on to something with his "winning." :wink:
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I hear you JAM, when i do not have action, i love to watch one pocket matches; at times i wish i have fast forward way with some slow players, or players that tend to play balls up table often. When i was free (not married) i wished pool rooms had motels above them, when tired just go upstairs, when you wake up go downstairs...
True dat! Some slow-play players take the fun out of one-hole. Two Virginia natives, the Boggs brothers, were at one time some of the best action pool players in the D.C. area. Scotty, the younger of the two, was more into 9-ball, but Freddy was the one-pocket player.
The late Weenie Beenie (Bill Staton) is another famous native of our area. He owned Jack and Jill's pool room, near Seven Corners, one of the biggest action spots on the East Coast in the '60s and '70s. Weenie Beenie was heralded as a "classy player," but one who would bet it up as high as the Georgia pine. He had very deep pockets. :wink:
Weenie Beenie eventually went on to other passions, enjoying country club settings and golf in particular. The man could play all games, it would seem, but pool never left his heart. In the '80s, the pool grapevine said Freddy Boggs was going to play the famous Weenie Beenie for $500 a game, one-pocket at the old Champions in Glebe Road. The famous Weenie Beenie was stepping out to make a cameo appearance in the pool world! Even though there was no social media and cell phones, the pool grapevine had a way of spreading the news. :grin-square:
By nighttime, it was standing room only at Champions. Everybody wanted to catch a glimpse of Weenie Beenie playing Freddy, hoping to see some big stakes action. Who would take it down?!
Now, Freddy is a fine pool player, but he's as slow as Kid Delicious, Ralf Souquet, or Nick Varner when it came to analyzing the table between shots. After 30 minutes into the first game, Weenie Beenie couldn't contain himself and said he couldn't take this slow play anymore. He lost one game and unscrewed his cue, much to the disappointment of us railbirds.
Geese was in the house, though, as was the action-ready Bobby Hawk. They negotiated a game, with Geese playing every shot one-handed and Bobby Hawk playing with his two hands, with Bobby spotting Geese. Big mistake for Bobby Hawk. $500 later, Geese drove away in that white Granada of his, into the sunrise, smiling from ear to ear. Ka-ching! :smilewinkgrin:
Action players don't make good railbirds. They usually find a way to get down. :grin-angelic:
MAN! old Champions in Glebe Road, 1981 to 1986 and then from 89 til they closed, lived few blocks away at the time, used to play late at nights when the (retired cop was house man, forgot his name), Lacy, and Beasely running it! at my time, there was a great one handed shooter, actually he has only one hand, used to work in the parts store next door, forgot his name; that guy would actually do a full table draw shot one handed!! unbelievable..
Nice story Jam, thanks.
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A good friend of mine is a player who very rarely practices or plays at all unless he is in action. He has been this way for so long, his eight ball game is noticeably weaker than his nine ball game.
For him, its simple. Action is the reason he gets up in the morning.
He has more natural talent than anyone I have ever seen. When in stroke, he is literally out from anywhere, just flat out amazing. But, to get in the zone, there HAS to be cash on the line. Anything else is like kissing your sister.![]()
Wow! You know, Geese could draw his rock one-handed the length of the table, as well. I wonder if he picked that up from that old Champions.![]()
I remember that cop shop next door that sold police-related stuff. How weird! Those who liked to indulge in the parking lot would usually drive off to enjoy their "substances," for lack of a better term. :wink:
I sure do remember some fun times in that pool room during the graveyard shift with Seattle Sam working. :grin:
Whoever came up with that saying "Money won is sweeter than money earned" got it right. Today, some action players are looking for somebody to drop their wallet. They don't want to gamble. It's more about the finesse of handicapping to find the perfect "lock." Players like Grady Mathews, Harry Platis, Keith McCready, Jose Parica, Santos, Ronnie Wiseman, Richie Rich, just a few who come to mind at the time of this wrtiing, they just want to play pool and get down. A sure-thing lock is always a great way to pocket some money, but it ain't as fun as gambling between two great players, battling it out on the field of green. That's what holds my interest in a pool room, sitting on the rail.
Seattle Sam on the left and John Henry, another action player, on the right. You don't find this kind of action anymore 'round our way, but that may soon be changing.![]()
Wow! i find it fascinating, you are probably the only woman that was around those old days? There was a Sam, used to play at Champion in Rockville, Maryland, great one pocket action player, Buck used to have few action there too..and the KENO board in the back!!