The most amazing husstle that you have ever seen on a pool table?

Not really a pool hustle but there is a guy from Omaha that used to travel around to pool halls and would do 3 card monte so well that he could tear the corner of the card and have it switch cards. I saw him snap off a buddy of mine for $350 in about 10 minutes. To keep it pool related he would sometimes do it on a pool table under the light lol.
 
Black-Balled said:
Youre right, b...more than a few yoingns in jack n jills.
I can recall giving mex rides home more than once.
The young newport tooo...
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Yup good ole Max lol. Boy could he play as a kid! I forgot about Newport too. Have you seen him recently? I'm pretty sure he won the state Jr's championship when he was pretty young too.
 
BmoreMoney said:
Hey my money was just as green as the next guys, and it wasn't exactly like that was my first time in action lol. As far as the money, it was mine - I either worked for it or had won it but either way it was mine to do as I pleased. Along with other businesses my father owned, he had several car lots when I was growing up. I started " working " at the main one on the weekends when i was 11 as he started teaching me the business. I started off detailing the cars, then I started fixing / installing stereos as needed. When I was 12 I fell in love with a car he had for sale. It was a sweet 300zx turbo with red leather interior. Well he gave it to me as a present and told me it was mine to do whatever I wanted with it but make sure to be smart and use everything he was teaching me. After I got bored with that one and " fell in love " with another I sold it and bought the next one. So using what my father had taught me I began buying cars cheap, having any work done that was needed and putting them on one of his lots for sale. Of course once in awhile I needed guidance with something, but honestly all decisions were left up to me - as he always told me do whatever you think you should do but remember you will live with the consequences good or bad. I used his mechanics but I paid them. I paid the salesperson commissions, and all associated expenses. I actually pretty much always made money on the cars I messed with - he taught me well I suppose.

I always had a cool custom or classic car, and was able to build up a bank roll to invest in cars to flip. Another way I made money was finding cars for his car lots. I'd ride my bike around to look for cars with no tags. I perused all of the papers, checked out every message board I could find etc. Depending on the car I was either paid a flat rate finders fee of $50, $100, sometimes $200 if they bought the car. On certain cars that turned out to be huge scores I would get a commission of 10% of the profit. So anyway yeah I made money and used it as I saw fit. I wasn't the only " kid " in there either. There were others. One that comes to mind that was around same time as me was Jason Hill. I think he ended winning the Jr national championship or something like that.

So what were you getting at : being young and playing pool or being young and having some money ? Everybody is always talking about how we need to get the kids interested in pool lol. Well that's what interested me. Everyone is also talking about how need to learn responsibility and should have to work for the things they get instead of always expecting everything given to them on a silver platter right ?
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Ah, used car salesman...no further explanation needed.

One last thing, giving a 300zx with red leather interior to a 12 year old is a silver platter...perhaps a platinum platter.
 
ghost ball said:
Ah, used car salesman...no further explanation needed.

One last thing, giving a 300zx with red leather interior to a 12 year old is a silver platter...perhaps a platinum platter.
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Yeah yeah in know........ bring on the car salesman jokes lol☺. I'll be the first to admit often they are true lol. He had four lots at the most. He also had a small hotel in Ocean City, MD along with various rental properties throughout the city and county. I can see how it could be considered a " platinum platter " It of course was a VERY nice gift but is worth mentioning it was used, I guess it was about 6 years old at the time. It was meant to be a tool though. A teaching tool to teach me responsibility and to introduce me to the business and to show me how the real world works. It served it's purpose well, I took those lessons learned and carried them forward and have used those principles very successfully throughout my adult life and are still with me to this day.
 
justinb386 said:
I may have not worded my title corectly, but I was just thinking about this road trip that me and some pool player friends took to St Louis back in the 90s.

We went to Ride the rail billiards (which was a 24 hour pool hall).

Anyway, one of my friends got husstles out of all of the money he had (maybe around a $100 or something like that), and it was on one the the most incredible things I ever seen on a pool table.

This guy was betting that he could flick the cue ball 3 rails around the pool table, and into a regular rack of 8 ball (with the 8 in the middle like normal), and he would bet that he could make the 8 ball in like a 100 throws (tossing the cue ball around the table 3 rails, and into the stack).

Anyways, this guy must have practiced this silly hustle a lot, because he was really good at knowing exactly how to eventually make the 8 ball in the corner pocket (forgot to mention that part).

Anyway, he would make it so that he would always make the 8 ball within the last 10 throws he had (to barely win the bet), and then he would be say something like 'let's bet another $10 or whatever' that I can't make the 8 ball in 10 less throws around the table.

Anyways, I think he kept barely winning each bet purposely to keep my friend Betting again, until he lost all the cash he had.

I just thought it was pretty amazing.

He got down to making that 8 in under like 50 throws I think.

I know it sounds silly, but I was amazed by it.

Have you ever seen any crazy hustles like that on a pool table?
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Dude! That was you? I had not realized we met!

Look, it was a total fluke, I'm sure. Want to try again? I'll be a gentleman and give you a chance to break even. Double or nothing?:D






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One pocket match for $1000/game, two very good players. The gaff was that player A had to shoot with the bridge stick...he removed the bridge head, turned the stick around and chalked the rounded wooden end. Kind of like using the old broom handle, only this stick was tapered the wrong way (had to use open bridge). Every shot sounded "tink". The spot was 10 to 1, and the guy got his one ball and won 4 games straight. One game took almost 3 hours, mind-numbing fun.
 
Hustling

I know of a guy that played very well using both hands as is standard for a lot of people. If he had someone on the hook he could give weight but his favorite was to give the "fish" the old line of playing one handed, then it went to one handed, no rails and then finally one finger and no rails. He would grip the cue with one finger and the palm so it was not much different than one handed but it sounded like a monster spot. I think he played better one handed as he became more methodical in his shots. If the shots were long he would hold the cue like a spear to make the shots.

I knew of an old hustler that had a special shaft just for playing one handed. He sanded an old shaft flat on one side so it would slide better on the rail during the one handed proposition games.
 
The Ballroom Toms River N.J. mid 80s.
Theres a road player hanging around for awhile.
One night on the number one table he looks up at the rail birds and says I'll bet $500 I can do anything on a pool table that any of you can do.
The owner legendary (RIP) Tony Cattuci says Anything?
Road guy says yes. Tony says post!
Tony then goes down to the table unhooks his artificial leg and puts it on the table and says do that!
I cleaned up Tony's language quite a bit out of respect.
Anyone that knew Tony would know he was quite colorful at times.
 
GoldenFlash said:
In the late 60's a guy came through Atlanta and started working the rooms.
He would bet (if you gave him 8-5 on the money) that he could take the cue ball on a regular 4 1/2x9, stick it in his mouth, (without removing any false teeth), bend over behind the line and make spot shots by spitting the cue ball out of his mouth.
Everyone, including me, couldn't wait to put up and get some of that. My wise old gambling coach advised me..."don't get into that, you'll go broke". I stayed in the chair.
The guy proceeded to rob everyone making those spot shots.
He cleaned out Atlanta and then headed toward Augusta where David Sizemore and his posse finally got the best of the thing by getting the guy to give THEM 8-5.
I wonder if he's still alive.
He could make those shots though with that mouth shooting.
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Was his name Steve Simpson?
 
Here's one for ya, this was not a hustle but rather a straight up jacking! So there was this POS hanging in my pool room for a year or two. When he first started coming around I lost $3000 to him one night playing 9 ball. As it turns out I was in a bad game. I wasn't mad at all, he did nothing wrong - he asked to play, I lost, end of story. I shook his hand and we were cool. Anyway quite awhile after this me and a few other guys and him were hanging out late one night in the pool hall, actually I think it was around 6am because the sun had just come up. We'll after a long night I was getting ready to leave and was just throwing a few balls on the table just beating them around with a house cue. There were 3 balls on the table that I had randomly just thrown up on the table. He says I bet $100 you can't run those 3 balls without scratching. It was easy so I say bet. We both put a hundred dollar bill on the light. This part is pretty funny - I guess I psyched myself out because I actually freakin miscued on the first shot!!!! So he went to grab the post off the light and I say want to run it back from wherever the cue ball stops? He says sure so I pull out a hundred and pay him, leaving our posts on the light. So this attempt I run the balls no problem. He says the bet was " you couldn't run the balls without scratching and you didn't scratch on the last shot so you lose! ". He grabs the posts off of the light and runs out the door. We all were laughing cause we thought he was just screwing around. As I said we all knew him and we all hung around for like the last year so once again thought he was just screwing around........ until we see him jump in his car and practically did a burnout leaving the parking lot.

We all were kinda in disbelief. Of course he never returned to that pool hall again as he knew what was waiting for him. I looked for him at other pool halls too but he pretty much disappeared . That is till I ran into him one Saturday night months and months later at USA billiards down in Laurel, Md. As soon as I walked in and saw him I gave chase. The place was absolutely packed and he was literally knocking people down as he ran from me. It may have looked somewhat comical because I was chasing him round and around tables like a cartoon. I told my boys to block the door which they did. There was NO ESCAPE for him! Well from the second we locked eyes when I walked in out came his cell phone and he immediately dialed 911 ( which truthfully was all that he could do cause bar none he was one of the BIGGEST beeches ever to step foot in our pool room ). After about 2 minutes of us running through the pool hall with me chasing him, one of my boys grabbed me a luckily quickly talked some sense into me - something to the effect of come on ,an we gotta the police will be here anytime and you know we can't be messing with no police right now and the couple hundred bucks Def ain't worth it right now and you know you'll catch up with him later ".

This was excellent advice considering so we promptly rolled out. Unfortunately I never saw him again. I looked believe me. Either he completely gave up pool and cards, moved out of state or whatever but no one saw him around anymore������.

So, to give a little backstory on this guy because this was totally out of character as to how we had known him for the past year or so. As I mentioned in the beginning - this dude really was a POS. Not just because of what he did to me, but just in general - as in all aspects of his life. Here's the deal as I found out shortly after he did this to me. His girlfriend was this super smoking hot stripper. Her and I had actually became pretty good friends after the night I lost the $3k to him. Truthfully she made just bags and bags of money . She called me the day after he stole the money from me. She informed me that she had just broken up with him, cut him off ( he did not work, she paid for everything AND gave him the money he used for gambling, bought him his car and the house they lived in she owned ). So she had kicked his ass out on the street, cancelled his bank card, took back the $2000 dollar cue she bought for him. She burned his entire high dollar wardrobe of which she bought every single piece for him. She said only thing he left with was the car she gave him and a few bucks in his wallet. She apologized for what he did, and offered to reimburse me. She even added that she wasn't offering that so that I wouldn't beat his ass - she said she would love for me to beat his assistant and asked if I would let her watch lol! Anyway of course I declined but thanked her for the offer. Bottom line I don't care how bad of a situation you find yourself in you just can't go around doing stuff like that!
 
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gambling on the ghost

Never seen but heard this story about a well known "hustler" when he was 12 years old, 10-15 years ago...

I believe it was at the derby city, kid walks up to a player who had their prominance in the 70s while they are practicing playing the ghost. 12 year old is woofing hard trying to stir action on each rack, more or less just setting the stage and getting under the player's skin. This goes on for a half hour or so before the 12 year old woofs a little too hard and says something to the effect of "when im your age, i wont have any trouble beating the ghost ten-nothing!" the player bet the kid a few times on his racks and the kid paid each time he lost, which was alot more than he won.

Woofing ensues and the player locks the kid up in a match against the ghost. The kid backs away using his age as a handicap, "Im only 12, ive only been able to stand at the table for 2 years. Im not playing you like that." back and forth it goes for another half hour before they decide on a game. The kid get a spot and gets two innings per rack but all balls made on break come back up the player still only gets his one but all balls on break stay down. ball in hand after the break. The player thought "this is great- the kid fell for spotting balls back up, leaving them jammed up for his runout." the player asked to up the bet, the kid denied, at first, until the player racked his first rack and walked toward the head of the table. The kid agreed. It was on.

The player begins his match against the ghost and wins 10-3.

The kid gets up and breaks, makes a ball or two and they spot back up. He takes his ball in hand and puts right behind the nine ball and taps it right in front of a pocket. He picks up his last ball in hand of the rack, puts it behind the one ball and drills the one-nine combo. It was 10-0 in a matter of minutes.
Spectators said the player nearly chased the kid around the table for 5 minutes just after the first rack. Lmao.

Again, i wasnt there but have heard this story multiple times, each has slight variations but the meat of the story remained the same through each version. I know the 12 year old and i can definitely see this happening, just hate to swear by anything without being there to witness it. Nevertheless, great story from the Old Executive West days...
 
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PoolBum said:
I don't know if you'd count this as a hustle or not, but I saw Billly Peay beat a guy at 9-ball giving up the spot of "a good hit."
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Is that similar to the " ya just gotta make the 9 ball hit the bottom rail "?
 
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BmoreMoney said:
His girlfriend was this super smoking hot stripper. Her and I had actually became pretty good friends after the night I lost the $3k to him. Truthfully she made just bags and bags of money . She called me the day after he stole the money from me. She informed me that she had just broken up with him,
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ummm, this story is missing the part where you made a move on this now-single hot stripper......:confused:
 
michael4 said:
ummm, this story is missing the part where you made a move on this now-single hot stripper......:confused:
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I wouldve, couldve, probably should've but unfortunately at this particular time I had an old lady - and they were pool hall buddies. They would always hang out together at the pool hall while their men were in action.
 
BmoreMoney said:
Is that similar to the " ya just gotta make the 9 ball hit the bottom rail "?
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That's a sucker bet, I think. Billy Peay was literally giving up the weight, where all his opponent had to do at any time during the game was make a good hit. Billy won and that's the biggest spot I've ever seen anyone give up.
 
PoolBum said:
That's a sucker bet, I think. Billy Peay was literally giving up the weight, where all his opponent had to do at any time during the game was make a good hit. Billy won and that's the biggest spot I've ever seen anyone give up.
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I'm guessing he didn't give the guy the first break. ;)
 
A buddy of mine and I were in a bar in southern Illinois and came across a guy who wanted to play someone one handed. We watch this guy make a bet for 8 ball last pocket, race to 10, for $500 with some guy.. They post the money and the "mark" starts putting his cue together. We look over and the other guy starts taking his shoes off... We looked at each other like, what the hell is this guy doin'. Does he like to play barefoot or somethin'? Not quite...He walks over to the table and puts his foot on the rail and uses his toes, socks on, to bridge the cue... We both look at each other laughing and saying is this guy really gonna use his feet???..... YEP he did. For just about every bridge. This guy played like champ! Beat the guy 10-4. Took his money, put his shoes on, and was gone like a freight train.
 
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