Hustling Stories

One night at my friend's poolroom I locked horns with a straight shooting young hotshot who had always beaten me. We jumped off for $50 a game and I lost 3 games in about 3 minutes. Well I was a little hot but more than that I really felt like I could win. Naturally the other guy thought he had the nuts.

So I am down 3 games and I said I will give you $50 let's bet $100 a game. He says sure and so we move the coin to even. I win 6 games in a row and get him stuck $400. He airbarrels me and I see him years later in the poker room at the Stardust. It's his birthday so I tell him happy birthday and let him out of of the debt.

I figured I was never going to see the money anyway so I went for the karma points.
 
Lol, alrighty then. Apparently tennis shoes are related to great shots around that neck of the woods.



Or maybe they're related to doing something ugly and making a speedy exit. What a life, checking people's shoes to get a read on whether they can outrun you or not. Reminds me of the guy I picked up once in the cab (I drove for 33 years), and we somehow got into a discussion about wrist watches. I was about 30 and had just begun wearing a watch because along with the job I had also taken up jogging. Anyway, we're talking about different watch bands and I tell the guy I like the metal ones that expand, that you just slide your hand through and the band conforms to your wrist. "Nah, I don't like those bands", the guy said, "they come off when you throw a punch." I asked him what he thought about cloth bands and he said, "That's better, but they can rip in a tight tussle." It was hilarious. It seemed that this guy's whole life revolved around getting read for battle. It's funny how we were coming from two different places, same as you and the guys who didn't want to play the tennis shoes.

TJ
 
One night at my friend's poolroom I locked horns with a straight shooting young hotshot who had always beaten me. We jumped off for $50 a game and I lost 3 games in about 3 minutes. Well I was a little hot but more than that I really felt like I could win. Naturally the other guy thought he had the nuts.

So I am down 3 games and I said I will give you $50 let's bet $100 a game. He says sure and so we move the coin to even. I win 6 games in a row and get him stuck $400. He airbarrels me and I see him years later in the poker room at the Stardust. It's his birthday so I tell him happy birthday and let him out of of the debt.

I figured I was never going to see the money anyway so I went for the karma points.


Good stories about losing money have more value than the money lost.

TJ
 
I was running through South Carolina back during the late 70's with a steer horse named Bunkie from Myrtle Beach. We were in Charleston and Jay Kiezer was giving spots to us around the area to take off. One of the spots was a bar that the owner would go off a little but you had to be careful cause he had seen it all.
Bunkie was in a side biz where he took photo's of cute young things around M.B. and had them printed into quality posters. About mid day when biz was slow I walked in and the Mark was sitting there drinking coffee and I started,,I'm selling posters that I have been making for bars around the area,, would you be interested--he bit and bought one or two. Then I saw on the wall a poster for Pool tourney's on Wednesday Nights--ya'll have pool tourney's do ya--he bit again--Yea would you like to play some--well it was on--The I noticed that the cues were all taped up with black tape--way up the cue too where a joint would be and had slip on tips..I had a sneaky from Scruggs with tape on it just the same way--I slipped the tip off one of the cues--went out to the car and cut the end of the slip on tip off with my pocket knife and slid the plastic down over my shaft to where my Champion tip just fit through the slip on sleeve--- IT Fit Perfect..1000 bucks later the gent had caught on and Bunkie and I were off too other scores.
 
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