It doesn't seem possible but it was 20 years agwhen this episode occured.
someone might point out that all my episodes were at least that long ago.
why do we think pool is glamorous,most of the time it involves a dingy smokey pool room. You guys are always asking for great hustling stories,so here is a picture of a true great,a master of the art at work.
the scene is Rusty's next to baby Dolls on North West highway or was it Loop 12, it wasn't what the old Cotton Bowling Palace was,but it was full of high dollar action 24/7.
i waled into the room to see Max,Dallas highest playing bookie ,a guy who made Dallas a major stop off place for every hustler who you ever heard of..Max could play pool and play pretty good,he was no pigeon but he could be beat and when he lost,he sailed
In other words he went off,he lost big,so if you could get Max down you might get a big paycheck. this game was one of great interest and a large crowd of onlookers,sweaters,rail birds were enamored by the play.
Max and Jack,no strangers at this game and they locked horns,the bet was high as it usually was and everyone expected Jack to snap off Max,but the game was handicapped by two of the finest. .Ended up Max getting 9 to6 and his scratches didn't count.
9 to 6 is a lot of weight,but when his scratches didn't count this multiplied the handicap greatly. You ask ,"how much?"
I couldn't really say. Not because I am being modest,I considered myself well versed in the art of the match up,but this was relatively unheard of,but Jack was smart
Jacks wife Barbara was pacing the floor,Barbara is the greatest living hustler ever,she is pacing the floor.
I ask""whats happening"
she reoplies "jack won't listen to me'
Oh
yes,he is losing,he is not listening,everything we own, 10 years winnings,and they were considerable
Why
i wish i knew, jack honey ,lets talk
jack is wearing big tortoise shelled glasses and looks like an accountant,but he says,Barbara,I am about to turn it around
no honey you're not,lets take our loss and leave ,we'll be ok
Just a few more Barbara,what's a few thousand more?
Jack ,,this Max,this is no small town square
It will be ok honey,please,get me a drink and i will get this money
Well you get the picture
that was the scene when I last saw Jack Coomey
Barbara was working the room,oh is she beautiful when she works a room
someone might point out that all my episodes were at least that long ago.
why do we think pool is glamorous,most of the time it involves a dingy smokey pool room. You guys are always asking for great hustling stories,so here is a picture of a true great,a master of the art at work.
the scene is Rusty's next to baby Dolls on North West highway or was it Loop 12, it wasn't what the old Cotton Bowling Palace was,but it was full of high dollar action 24/7.
i waled into the room to see Max,Dallas highest playing bookie ,a guy who made Dallas a major stop off place for every hustler who you ever heard of..Max could play pool and play pretty good,he was no pigeon but he could be beat and when he lost,he sailed
In other words he went off,he lost big,so if you could get Max down you might get a big paycheck. this game was one of great interest and a large crowd of onlookers,sweaters,rail birds were enamored by the play.
Max and Jack,no strangers at this game and they locked horns,the bet was high as it usually was and everyone expected Jack to snap off Max,but the game was handicapped by two of the finest. .Ended up Max getting 9 to6 and his scratches didn't count.
9 to 6 is a lot of weight,but when his scratches didn't count this multiplied the handicap greatly. You ask ,"how much?"
I couldn't really say. Not because I am being modest,I considered myself well versed in the art of the match up,but this was relatively unheard of,but Jack was smart
Jacks wife Barbara was pacing the floor,Barbara is the greatest living hustler ever,she is pacing the floor.
I ask""whats happening"
she reoplies "jack won't listen to me'
Oh
yes,he is losing,he is not listening,everything we own, 10 years winnings,and they were considerable
Why
i wish i knew, jack honey ,lets talk
jack is wearing big tortoise shelled glasses and looks like an accountant,but he says,Barbara,I am about to turn it around
no honey you're not,lets take our loss and leave ,we'll be ok
Just a few more Barbara,what's a few thousand more?
Jack ,,this Max,this is no small town square
It will be ok honey,please,get me a drink and i will get this money
Well you get the picture
that was the scene when I last saw Jack Coomey
Barbara was working the room,oh is she beautiful when she works a room
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