Manila musings

Jay, Par'e. Fiancee Visa? Since you brought it up. Think about this one good par'e. I got Filipino all through my family. My Aunties are all Visayan and Ilocos but they were born in Hawaii. You know when you marry a Filipina you dont marry one girl. You marry the whole family. Im not trying to put a damper on it, I just want to be sure you know what choice is the best for you. Im not judgeing but just a friend who has the experience.

Thanks Buddy. For the record I am twice divorced and a confirmed bachelor, or so I thought. I've been playing the field over here for years and this took me totally by surprise. She is one in a million and I don't want to let her get away. She's had a few suitors including one very famous author who lavished her with gifts, but we just clicked. I guess she never met a "rounder" like me before. :D
 
Hi Jay,

It's Dave here from Angeles. Great to hear you are having a good time again. Eddies Place in Sabang is a good little haunt for pool, I spent many an hour there.

How long are you in the PI for? There is a big Asian Nations Ex Pat tournament from 4-6 September at Resorts World in Manila. 7 Asian countries are represented by 15 man teams including PI, Thailand, Vietnam, Indonesia, Malaysia etc.

Many of the ex pats you know over here are playing, if you can make it pls let me know asap, I can probably still get you into one of our teams. I am sure it is exactly up your street and the PI has a very strong chance of winning.

I heard about this tournament a couple of days ago from an ex-pat named Jeff Elliott, a damn good player originally from San Jose. Jeff will be playing up there. I'm heading to Gensan for the Manny Pacquiao event, a major pro event that runs Sept. 2-6 (Singles) and Sept. 8-12 (Doubles). Many of the top players will be here including Shane and Earl teaming up.

I found my way back to the poolroom here in Gaisano Mall and as soon as I walked in, a guy says to me, "You're Jay, aren't you?" Last time I was there was like three years ago when a big earthquake hit. He's another ex-pat named Art, who hangs out in this place every day, looking for marks like me :wink:. I ended up playing Art some cheap Rotation, just trying to get in stroke. It's a real drag coming here totally out of stroke. Doubtful I've played more than an hour of pool in the last four months. It's no fun trying to find your game again. Nothing feels quite right. I know you all can relate. I'm probably at about 60% my top speed right now, just good enough to beat a sucker. Meanwhile the sucker is me and Art got me for 400p, but at least I got to play four hours of pool. By the end I started to get a little rythmn (?) to my stroke but not that sweet feeling where you know exactly how to aim, and everything becomes second nature.

The next day I played Jeff a couple of 1000p sets of One Pocket. That's only about $25, but I would compare it to playing a $100 set in the US. A sociable game of pool with a little bet to make you try harder. I did play better, winning the first set easily 3-0, but in the second set Jeff woke up and beat me 3-1. He definitely shot better than me. I'm still missing balls that I should never miss. Usually it takes me about a week of playing to find my game. Funny thing is I can still swish those Banks. But that's about it for the highlight reel. Tomorrow is another day.
 
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I heard about this tournament a couple of days ago from an ex-pat named Jeff Elliott, a damn good player originally from San Jose. Jeff will be playing up there. I'm heading to Gensan for the Manny Pacquiao event, a major pro event that runs Sept. 2-6 (Singles) and Sept. 8-12 (Doubles). Many of the top players will be here including Shane and Earl teaming up.

I found my way back to the poolroom here in Gaisano Mall and as soon as I walked in, a guy says to me, "You're Jay, aren't you?" Last time I was there was like three years ago when a big earthquake hit. He's another ex-pat named Art, who hangs out in the place every day, looking for marks like me :wink:.

Thanks for the kind words Jay. It was nice meeting you and getting to play some one pocket; the game I love but haven't had a chance to play in almost 3 years!

It was nice meeting you and your Fiancé as well!

--Jeff
 
Forget jumping the broom! They will be jumping over the Balabushka! pool ball table markers and simonios cloth on the reception tables. A whole billiard theme. A piece of kamui chalk as the give away! LOL

We love you Jay so glad she makes you happy! Enjoy!

Mike Wilson
KD

Thanks Mike, I haven't felt this good about anything or anyone in years. We're apart now for the next week and then she's coming to meet me in Gensan. Happy Days! I'm a very lucky guy. :)
 
Thanks Buddy. For the record I am twice divorced and a confirmed bachelor, or so I thought. I've been playing the field over here for years and this took me totally by surprise. She is one in a million and I don't want to let her get away. She's had a few suitors including one very famous author who lavished her with gifts, but we just clicked. I guess she never met a "rounder" like me before. :D

If you luck into a good one don't let her go.
 
I agree.... screw the travelin' & drinking, or travelin' & eating shows.... How about a show with you hittin' pool rooms all around the world. You could call it "Jay Walking" LOL!

I like this.

Jay Walking • Stick Talking.

JoeyA
 
Took a three hour ride to Daanbantayan, a small city on the very far north side of Cebu Island. Doubtful I will find any pool here. Beautiful beaches, warm and friendly people and a beach cottage for $23 a night. Fresh fish daily, right from these pristine waters.

Last night we went to a festival where it seemed the whole town turned out. Authentic Filipino dancing, great talent with superb singing and acting. The place/gym was jammed to the rafters with people (maybe 3,000 in a gym with a capacity of 1,000). We left there and headed to the carnival going on nearby. The place was packed with gambling booths. I guess there are suckers everywhere and the Filipinos love to gamble. One interesting game that I played - A large board/surface with depressed rectangles, each one signifying the Nine, Ten, Jack, Queen, King or Ace. You can bet on any card you like and when all the bets are in, they throw three ping pong balls in a chute above the board with a funnel at the bottom. The balls fall out and roll around, eventually stopping on different cards. If they land on your card you get paid even money (you're actually a 2-1 underdog). People were betting from 20p to 500p a throw and the house was raking in the cheese. If the balls miss all the cards bet on, they sweep the board clean of all money. Pretty sweet little game. Of course they badgered me to play, being as I was the only foreigner there (you rarely see an Anglo face in this remote locale). I bet 20p a few times and actually won 60p before quitting.
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Then we went in the Horror House ride and it was a little scary at first with guys dressed up like wild beasts jumping into your car. Scared me the first time when he dropped from the ceiling. Next was the motorcycle barrel ride, where two guys ride motorbikes around a large cylindrical drum. Centrifugal force keeps them going. It looks cool and gets a little scary when they ride along the top rim of the drum. One mistake and a bike would be launched into a crowd of spectators lining the rim. I stayed back a few feet when they did this. They were highly skilled riders, but accidents happen. We all know that.

I am using a borrowed 100cc motorbike to get around here, everyone rides these little things. The traffic is all motorbikes and trikes (bike with a sidecar used as a taxi). No large trucks and only an occasional bus up here. I have been the designated driver and often have one or two passengers behind me. Three on a bike is common here and you will see whole families (husband, wife and kids) all piled on one small motorbike. Helmets are optional and I don't wear one. I don't like riding at night though, as some drive without lights! Also people are walking on the sides of the road, seemingly impervious to the bikes rushing by (it's pitch black with no streetlights, just the stars for light). We went to visit someone last night to pick her up for Videoke (lots of these places here, they love to sing!). I parked the bike and we walked through a warren of little houses along dirt trails until we reached her house. It reminded me of walking the trails in the woods when I was a kid.

I return to Cebu in two days and will get back in action. Something about these islands makes me want to play. I will look for a kid named Anton (only 19 or 20) who has already taking down Alcano and Gomez for the cash. He's the hot youngster hustling the circuit now. I'll play him some Banks if I find him. Nothing else though! After that it's off the Gensan and the Manny Pacquiao Open. That should be fun, I may even get a job there.
 
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I like this.

Jay Walking • Stick Talking.

JoeyA

I second that. A reality travel show called Jay Walking would be the NUTS. Follow Jay through the world as he hustles pool and cards while discovering the world's best spots and their gambling habits.

That would be a show I'd love to watch.
 
I like this.

Jay Walking • Stick Talking.

JoeyA

Here's how it is over here Joey. You would love it! Maybe 25-30 top speed players here, most of them we know about. Then there are maybe a couple hundred pool hustlers working these islands. They all play good! I would say good shortstop speed or above. After that there must be a couple thousand other guys who will gamble for small stakes. That's my territory for the most part, but I have played some of the better players One Pocket and Banks. If I'm in stroke I can do good here. If not (which is now) I have to be careful. It's easy to blow 5,000 to a good hustler (about $125). :wink:
 
I second that. A reality travel show called Jay Walking would be the NUTS. Follow Jay through the world as he hustles pool and cards while discovering the world's best spots and their gambling habits.

That would be a show I'd love to watch.

Never thought about it before, but I would be game for something like that. I've played pool all over the globe already, even in Nepal! Pool is a universal game that supersedes any language barrier. I've never had a problem playing a new game once they show me how. I love the challenge of trying something new. Ten years ago I NEVER played Rotation and now it's my favorite game here. It's pretty satisfying to be stuck 40 points and run out the ten thru fifteen to win!
 
When I was a kid in Hawaii the Filipinos used to play a board game on the pool table. They called it Keno. You shoot the ball into these slots on the board. I was played at the Mindinao Pool Hall to all hours of the nite.
 
Never thought about it before, but I would be game for something like that. I've played pool all over the globe already, even in Nepal! Pool is a universal game that supersedes any language barrier. I've never had a problem playing a new game once they show me how. I love the challenge of trying something new. Ten years ago I NEVER played Rotation and now it's my favorite game here. It's pretty satisfying to be stuck 40 points and run out the ten thru fifteen to win!

Well Hollywood Jay, I know you are near Burbank so pitch it. I really think you're the man for that job and actually it seems like it could be done relatively cheaply. You're a published author so just send them a copy of Pool Wars and it's a done deal!

They should start you out each episode with a modest bankroll and see how far you can pump it up by the end of the episode, while you at the same time enjoy all the delights of the spot you are visiting.

I love your trip reports. Makes me wistful for the times I traveled the world and did NOT enjoy the places I went outside of the poolrooms.
 
Next was the motorcycle barrel ride, where two guys ride motorbikes around a large cylindrical drum. Centrifugal force keeps them going. It looks cool and gets a little scary when they ride along the top rim of the drum. One mistake and a bike would be launched into a crowd of spectators lining the rim. I stayed back a few feet when they did this. They were highly skilled riders, but accidents happen. We all know that.

Hmmm, sounds familiar Jay.

Scroll down a bit.

http://www.thrillarena.com/Riders1/riders1.html





The first guy that I rode for mentioned to me that I didn't need to be going that close to the Safety Cable. I told him that I wasn't that close. He said, "Yeah, take a look at your front tire".
I did, and sure enuff, there was cable marks on the tire.

The bike won't go over the top. The rider will tho. Centrifugal Force you say. Sometimes, and it hurts a bit when Newton is correct too.

BTW. I like the Jay Walking/ Stick Talking name. Very catchy.
 
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Hmmm, sounds familiar Jay.

Scroll down a bit.

http://www.thrillarena.com/Riders1/riders1.html





The first guy that I rode for mentioned to me that I didn't need to be going that close to the Safety Cable. I told him that I wasn't that close. He said, "Yeah, take a look at your front tire".
I did, and sure enuff, there was cable marks on the tire.

The bike won't go over the top. The rider will tho. Centrifugal Force you say. Sometimes, and it hurts a bit when Newton is correct too.

BTW. I like the Jay Walking/ Stick Talking name. Very catchy.


Always seemed to me it would be a lot harder to get back off the wall than to get on it, seems like you would have a tiger by the tail!

That right or not? Never was a big bike rider but I might have shattered my shoulder riding one around in circles long ago.

Hu
 
Toursist! you haven't a clue

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out of necessity this will be told in installments, the safest way to get it there intact.

I arrived back here a several days ago, ostensibly to visit my now five year old daughter and see her new school, which i did.
My first two days were all about reconnecting with little jalo. She somehow knew i was coming, telling her mom "my dad will be here soon." good girl!
Two days ago, i took a day trip to mindoro island, not far from manila. I had long heard about the beauty of puerta galera, a little beach community there. It was two hours by bus and then a one hour boat ride on a fast skiff to the island. The skiff has a powerful motor and is like a large canoe with pontoons on each side. Let's just say it's a thrill ride!

Once ashore, you are besieged by "guides" looking to steer you around, for a price! I told them i would prefer to walk and my girl and i headed down the beach into town. Lo and behold along a string of bars and restaurants, there is a small poolroom, open in front, typical of philippine poolrooms. Naturally i was captivated to see pool in this resort area and walked right in. I cannot resist the allure of pool, even after 50+ years in the game. There were two games in progress, rotation on the front table and eight ball behind it. I could see the two guys on the front table were the "players."

with no hesitation, the winner of the game asked me if i wanted to play. I love this about the philippines. Reminds me of another time and place in the usa, when entering a poolroom almost assuredly meant action if you so desired it. I truly love when someone asks me to play. I take it as a challenge and it gets my juices flowing. Even though i had barely played in the preceding months i came prepared with my tip shaper and small scotchbrite pad. With them i can fix up a house cue and make it playable. A guy handed me a cue, a cheap two piece, that surprisingly rolled fairly straight and had a decent tip.

Now the ritual began, one i know by heart. "what game do you want to play, eight ball, nine ball, or ten ball?" they know that foreigners like these games. I responded that i would play rotation since i'm in the philippines. That got a laugh out of the crowd, who i like to win over if i can. Just makes for smoother sailing in uncharted territory if you know what i mean. My opponent asks me to play for 100p a game and i accept. Right away several others want to bet with me as well. Now i know i'm playing their best player. Cool! I will play for only 100p, since i know that i'm the underdog and have little confidence in my game right now. Plus i'm playing on a strange table with a junk cue. Nice odds huh!

In the first game he runs a bunch of little balls and by the time five balls are left i need them all. I'm looking like a big duck so far, missing both times i was at the table. Of course i hadn't got a good shot yet. He misses the eleven and leaves it open near a corner pocket. I can make this shot and i do getting funny on the twelve, which is on the side rail near the side pocket. I can play safe (no way!) or try to bank it cross side or cross corner. It sits perfect for the long cross corner bank and i just see the shot real good. I whack it at warp speed and it splits the wicket! That shot elicits a few hollers from the crowd and i'm in pool heaven, a 70 year old man who thinks he's 30 again! I love this life, i'm reliving the youth of my 20's and 30's when i never passed a poolroom.

The cue ball went up table toward the thirteen, but it was very hard to control it on a shot like this and i'm now looking at a cross side bank on the thirteen. There is zero pressure on me, i'm having way too much fun. I can see that if i can make the thirteen the last two balls are sitting good. I bomb the ball cross side so hard the cue ball bounces a foot off the table. The thirteen swishes and i'm perfect on the fourteen. I make the last two balls and win the game. The crowd loves it, cheering for me and ribbing my opponent. Only in pool can a stranger pull off a stunt like this. Playing good always wins the crowd over!

Now my opponent had his game face on and when i fail to make a ball on the break, he runs down to the eleven. Game over in one turn. This guy can play, but i expect nothing less in the pi. Game three is close and comes down to the last four balls. I'm feeling it a little and run the last three for the game, a long straight in on the fifteen to win. Boom! The next game he puts it on me again, running out early and so we are even. I know that i'm in a bad game and we are here to vacation. So i say my good byes, pay 40p in time and walk out a hero of sorts. The rest of the day, i see guys from the poolroom that say things to me like "hello billiard man." i tell my girl that they will always remember me in that little poolroom, even if i come back a year later. I will admit i like the recognition, more than the little money i can win. I no longer play for a livelihood, i play for the love of the game.

We pass by the poolroom on the way out of town after visiting white beach, just one more tropical paradise in the philippines. We had enjoyed the surf, had mango shakes first, a chocolate rum drink later and a small snack at some little bar/restaurants overlooking the water. Back to the boat and the bus and we made it back home late that night. Next time i will definitely rent a room/cabana in one of the small resorts dotting the beach area. For $20-25 a night you can leave your windows open, smell the sweet sea air and listen to the waves crash all night long. Not so bad huh.

The next day i chanced into another small poolroom right across the street from my hotel. No sign, no nothing, just three tables tucked away at the back of a food court. I would get a more serious game in here. I'll tell you about that one later today, gotta go now, someone's waiting.
 
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