jay helfert said:Only after we are done, he tells me he is high on acid. He is broke but very happy. He also told me earlier that he is Waterdog. After the game he thanks me and leaves. In bliss. Later I tell people I busted Waterdog and they don't believe me. When I tell them he was high on acid, then they do.
I did not see him for several years afterward. When I did, I asked him if he remembered me. He did and he remembered our game in Bakersfield. We never played again.
Even though he stayed wasted much of the time, his memory, both short and long term was excellent. He beat guys 2 and 3 times over long time spans who didn't remember HIM!
For a time in the mid 90's he actually literallly lived in a series of pool rooms in NY and CT. At one spot in NY, once retired for the night, he couldnt get up otherwise he would set off the alarm. When he did, the police wouild respond and eventually he lost his home because of this. When the police came, there would also be a charge of $60 to the poolroom. When this happened the Dog was desperate to get some action so he could pay his debt which he always managed to do.
In Chicago, he lived in an abandoned car for quite awhile.For the last 25 years of his life he had a terrible painful leg/hip and limp which im pretty sure was the result of a bad car accident.As i remember there were drugs and women involved in the crash. If anyone knows that story, it might be interesting to hear. And someone please scan in that article, I dont think i ever read it.
BTW- He also is mentioned in Grady's book Bet High Kiss Low. Maybe Grady can come with some stories too.
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