The Fascinating People We've Met Through Pocket Billiards

CJ Wiley

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I've had the opportunity to meet many fascinating people through the game of pool. Many were bartenders or servers at the local pool rooms, others were fascinating because of what they did for a living, or as a hobby.

Please share a story of meeting someone that you met through the game, and what happened to make it memorable. They can be anyone you like or appreciated being introduced to for a minute, an hour, or a life-time.

Here's one of mine that was totally random and unexpected.


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It was the early 90s, and a few pro players were in Las Vegas playing at the Mirage , a tournament called 'Challenge of Champions' - we had a day off and Bobby Baldwin (Pro Poker player and then President of the Mirage Casino) invited 4 of us to play Steve Wynn's private golf course called 'Shadow Creek'. *

This virtual "Shangri-La" is a 60 million dollar golf course with trees, grass and sand from different countries on every hole. Steve W. only allowed (at the time) 4-6 groups to play on any given day. It was free to play and you were not allowed to tip Steve's employees (he paid them handsomely, and it would have been an insult to tip them).

After the round we were sitting in the clubhouse and in walks Joe Pesci.
I didn't know what to say, however, Allen didn't hesitate "hey Joe, how's the golf game these days?"

Joe looked quickly at Allen and lit up, smiling ear to ear, "Allen Hopkins, it's been a long time, did you get lost, there's no pool tables around here!" both smiled in acknowledgment and Joe came right over and sat down with us.
Allen introduced us and we sat and talked for about 45 minutes, what a serene moment. Joe seemed like just a normal, humerus fella - who would have guessed he is a Hollywood star?

I was a bit uncomfortable at first, however, they both made a point of including me in the conversation, which immediately "took the edge off" the scenario.

Allen and Joe traded stories about the pool room in New Jersey they both frequented a few years earlier. They knew many of the same pool players and Joe sounded like he'd spent his share of hours watching the "action" games.

We all said our "good by's" - Allen and I headed out to the waiting Limo, my mind still trying to process what had just happened. It was like I had been transported into a movie for an hour and was now attempting to get back to "reality".

On the way to the front, in the lounge, we saw one of the most visually stunning women I had ever seen.....was she waiting on someone? (I was pretty sure it wasn't me) ;)

That's right, she was accompanying Joe Pesci (it was that moment I realized Joe was no "normal" guy) - Joe and the lovely lady left out of the side entrance to their waiting car and were gone in an instant.

I looked at Allen and he just smiled, with a sparkle in his eye "Joe's a trip isn't he?" ......I just nodded my head, mesmerized by the moment.

Later that evening we found out they were both in Las Vegas working on a movie called 'CASINO'. The Vegas opinion at the Mirage was the movie should do "pretty well" at the Box Office.....and so it did. 'The Game is our Teacher'
 

pocket

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What a cool story. Thanks for sharing it. I got to meet "poolhustler" does that count? :eek:
 

CJ Wiley

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everyone is on an even playing field when it comes to "fascinating".

What a cool story. Thanks for sharing it. I got to meet "poolhustler" does that count? :eek:

Sure it counts, everyone is on an even playing field when it comes to "fascinating".

Some of the most interesting people I've met were in unusual, and often random environments. Willie Nelson stands out in my mind as a great "sample example".
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BmoreMoney

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I've had the opportunity to meet many fascinating people through the game of pool. Many were bartenders or servers at the local pool rooms, others were fascinating because of what they did for a living, or as a hobby.

Please share a story of meeting someone that you met through the game, and what happened to make it memorable. They can be anyone you like or appreciated being introduced to for a minute, an hour, or a life-time.

Here's one of mine that was totally random and unexpected.

CJ, BTW - THANK YOU!!!! Just wanted to thank you for your contributions to the forum ( AZB ) I really appreciate all the stories and incite u give to all of us for FREE! While I am sure most ( many ) feel the same way; most are scared to say cause they see the wrath they will encounter. Some try to ---- dont know the correct terminology but invalidate ur stories. I know better. When I was in the thick of things, back at jack n jills im the 90's we heard all those same stories. But it was always a did name, but those in the now new it was the same guy - a ghost. But we knew of him and all knew not to f around with this ghost. Anyway thank you; thank you from all.
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It was the early 90s, and a few pro players were in Las Vegas playing at the Mirage , a tournament called 'Challenge of Champions' - we had a day off and Bobby Baldwin (Pro Poker player and then President of the Mirage Casino) invited 4 of us to play Steve Wynn's private golf course called 'Shadow Creek'. *

This virtual "Shangri-La" is a 60 million dollar golf course with trees, grass and sand from different countries on every hole. Steve W. only allowed (at the time) 4-6 groups to play on any given day. It was free to play and you were not allowed to tip Steve's employees (he paid them handsomely, and it would have been an insult to tip them).

After the round we were sitting in the clubhouse and in walks Joe Pesci.
I didn't know what to say, however, Allen didn't hesitate "hey Joe, how's the golf game these days?"

Joe looked quickly at Allen and lit up, smiling ear to ear, "Allen Hopkins, it's been a long time, did you get lost, there's no pool tables around here!" both smiled in acknowledgment and Joe came right over and sat down with us.
Allen introduced us and we sat and talked for about 45 minutes, what a serene moment. Joe seemed like just a normal, humerus fella - who would have guessed he is a Hollywood star?

I was a bit uncomfortable at first, however, they both made a point of including me in the conversation, which immediately "took the edge off" the scenario.

Allen and Joe traded stories about the pool room in New Jersey they both frequented a few years earlier. They knew many of the same pool players and Joe sounded like he'd spent his share of hours watching the "action" games.

We all said our "good by's" - Allen and I headed out to the waiting Limo, my mind still trying to process what had just happened. It was like I had been transported into a movie for an hour and was now attempting to get back to "reality".

On the way to the front, in the lounge, we saw one of the most visually stunning women I had ever seen.....was she waiting on someone? (I was pretty sure it wasn't me) ;)

That's right, she was accompanying Joe Pesci (it was that moment I realized Joe was no "normal" guy) - Joe and the lovely lady left out of the side entrance to their waiting car and were gone in an instant.

I looked at Allen and he just smiled, with a sparkle in his eye "Joe's a trip isn't he?" ......I just nodded my head, mesmerized by the moment.

Later that evening we found out they were both in Las Vegas working on a movie called 'CASINO'. The Vegas opinion at the Mirage was the movie should do "pretty well" at the Box Office.....and so it did. 'The Game is our Teacher'

CJ, I just want to thank you. Thank you for all the stories and help u put forth on this forum even in the face of mounds of bs. I believe there are tons of people that feel same as I but are afraid of saying so cause if the massive backlash they will receive from the.......whatevers. As to ur road stories I can attest- back in my jack n jills days we were well aware of the road guy - known by many names ( most of which u have not posted on here lol ) and EVERYONE SPOKE of this ghost but us in the "know" knew to stay away. U do know Fat Wayne correct? Lol. Anyway thanks for a bunch of us!!!!!!!
 

Sloppy Pockets

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Crap, I have a great story about meeting Linda Ronstadt, but it's not pool related.

OK, I'm off to find a horse racing forum.
 

FranCrimi

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We did a WPBA charity event in the early 90s in Chicago with sports figures. We were each handed a slip of paper with the name of our scotch doubles partner. Everyone was asking each other who they got. When I was asked, I replied honestly, " I don't know him....some guy named Walter Payton."

We were introduced and had just enough time for a quick pool lesson and the tournament started. Walter noticed that Mean Joe Green on the other end of the room was getting all the media attention and he wasn't liking it, so he said, "Fran, jump on my back and let's play some piggy back pool."

I said, "HUH? Me, jump on your back?" I wasn't fat but I wasn't skinny, either. He laughed. He said, "Why --- do you think after what I've been through that I couldn't handle it??

So I jumped on his back and we shot pool piggy back style, with me shooting over his neck when it was my shot. That drew the cameras away from Mean Joe Green and over to us. I remember Walter laughing his head off as Mean Joe gave us dirty looks from across the room.

I posted a photo of Walter and me on my Facebook page awhile ago. I have one of me on his back but I would have to find it and scan it. I'll post it someday.

PS.... And who were we playing against that match? None other than Mary Kenniston and her partner Leon Spinks.
 
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pwd72s

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Greatness used to hang out around the snooker table in the Cue Ball, Salem Oregon...he liked to play in the golf game held on Thursdays.

Who? The real life Sgt. Don Malarkey...of "Band of Brothers" fame.

When he was in the hall, there was no doubt who the toughest guy there was. He proved that many decades ago...on D-day and days following, all the way to Hitler's Eagles nest. Don saw more days of combat than any other member of Easy Company.

I feel honored to have met the man.
 

CJ Wiley

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guys that were sleeping under the tables were suddenly cash millionaires

One of the most fascinating pool rooms (because of the characters and the ca$h) was 'The Rack' in Detroit.

One guy lost over 15 million gambling at pool - guys that were sleeping under the tables were suddenly cash millionaires. This sounds like a positive turn of events, although in many cases it's quite the contrary.

This went on for a few years, however, when it was over there were "consequences". Sometimes it can be very harmful when a lot of money falls into the hands of those not equiped to manage it.......you'll see this in many cases of lottery winners.

I believe the average lottery winner is broke or dead within three years.
 

(((Satori)))

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One of the most fascinating pool rooms (because of the characters and the ca$h) was 'The Rack' in Detroit.

One guy lost over 15 million gambling at pool - guys that were sleeping under the tables were suddenly cash millionaires. This sounds like a positive turn of events, although in many cases it's quite the contrary.

This went on for a few years, however, when it was over there were "consequences". Sometimes it can be very harmful when a lot of money falls into the hands of those not equiped to manage it.......you'll see this in many cases of lottery winners.

I believe the average lottery winner is broke or dead within three years.

Is it wrong that Im now weighing which sounds more appealing... three more years with tonights lottery winnings vs. growing old without?


And is it really wrong that the three years is winning?
 
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pt109

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Is it wrong that Im now weighing which sounds more appealing... three more years with tonights lottery winnings vs. growing old without?


And is it really wrong that the three years is winning?

Yes, it is wrong.....life is priceless.
When Howard Hughes was dying, I think he would've traded everything he had to be a
skid row bum.
 

(((Satori)))

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Yes, it is wrong.....life is priceless.
When Howard Hughes was dying, I think he would've traded everything he had to be a
skid row bum.

It has little to do with money and much more to do with an intense fear of growing older.

3 more years of living to the fullest dont sound bad.

Sorry for the derail.

Perhaps this is an npr discussion.
 

justadub

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About five and a half years ago, a dear friend asked me to be on his pool league team. After a little encouragement, I joined.

My first night, first match I was quite nervous, especially since I was a true beginner at pool. He puts me up, and the opposing team captain selects a woman from his team to play against me.

Turns out it was her first night of competitive pool, as well. And to hear her tell it today, she was far more nervous than me. We have a good match, both captains help both players, its the way league should start for most folks.

Flash forward a couple years, this same woman is looking to join a team again, having been away for a period of time. I add her to my team, and the rest is history. We are fast friends, she captains our 9-ball team, I captain the 8-ball team. Her husband has also become a good friend, and our mutual circle of friends is big and growing bigger, the best bunch of friends anyone could ask for. I count her amongst my closest friends now...

My buddy Diana. She is awesome, met through pool. League pool, no less.
 

pt109

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I never feared growing old, but I'm pissed that it actually happened. :angry:

Anyway, let's hear more stories. This stuff is priceless. ;)

Here's a man who grew old gracefully and enjoyed it all.

Paul Newman showed up at a pool hall in my city.
The regulars had a golf game on a 6x12 every day.
Paul hung around for a whole afternoon drinking coffee and watching the game.
The players hepped everyone up not to make a big fuss about him....
...they knew he would probably leave if he got the star treatment.

I think he thoroughly enjoyed himself.....
...although he did cost me money....'cause nobody broke a cue that day...:angry:
.....I must've sold 20 cues a year to that game. :)
 

staypuff578

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Three years ago this June will have been the first time I had ever picked up a cue, I had just moved back to California, and was looking to try something new. I was raised in pool halls, but never once did I pick up a cue or even build an interest for the game. I actually couldn't stand it, and wanted nothing to do with it.

Whelp, I started frequenting a pool hall in Modesto called Diamond Billiards, and slowly started picking the game up. I started talking to a few guys I would often see in there, and quickly was building friendships. Fast forward to today, the pool hall is my second home, and the staff is as close to family as you can get. All of the guys I watched and looked up to over these years have become my closest friends.

I'm now in the eyes of most people there including these folks a strong shooter, and a good asset to any team. Heck, the majority of them are teammates of mine at least one night out of the four a week I play. Thanks to this sport, I have made the best of friends, especially with the people I considered role models as I was learning this game the past couple years. This is about all I got as far as people met through pool.
 

Colonel

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Kiefer Sutherland, he was a stakehorse for Morro Paez for a time, a guy I battled many times over the years. He was really interested in the game but seemed to have more dollars than sense. Morro had a lot of stakehorses like that.
 

CJ Wiley

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Robert "Cotton" was the house pro there at the time, he was around all those guys

Kiefer Sutherland, he was a stakehorse for Morro Paez for a time, a guy I battled many times over the years. He was really interested in the game but seemed to have more dollars than sense. Morro had a lot of stakehorses like that.

Kiefer Sutherland played in some charity events we participated in at the Hollywood Athletic Club. Robert "Cotton" was the house pro there at the time, he was around all those guys quite a bit. The Baldwin brothers also frequented the charity events as well.
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Floppage

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Homeless and fascinating...

Lately I have been playing on the challenge table at a near by sports bar because it is the only 7' diamond in the area and I wanted to get used to it for the USBTC next week. I had held the table for the last 4 games (rare for a beginner like myself) when I looked on the board and saw that the next game was with "Paul" and there were x's all around the name and some kind of lines drawn around that. Hard to miss.

Turns out Paul was a 6' 4" older, thin, heavily bearded, most likely homeless guy who the bartender had quietly told me was cut off already and dangerously close to being 86'd. Lovely.

So Paul let me break (I tried to explain that it was still my table and thus my break but whatever) and then proceeded to scratch on my 3rd shot. Damn bar tables are scratch magnets for me. After a 15 minute explanation about what "ball in hand" meant, Paul took the table and proceeded to use the most unstable bridge hand I have ever seen to make 5 balls in a row. Each time he would then come over and say/spit "now that was a pretty good one, wasn't it, Chuckie?" (my name isn't Chuckie or anything even close)

Yes, Paul. That was a good one.

I finally got the table back after he missed a long cut shot and I was just barely able to run it out. Of course, each shot I made from then on was greeted with "nice shot, Chuckie" in a loud voice. I tried to tell him my name wasn't Chuckie but whatever.

After the game he proceeded to sit at the corner of the bar and provide commentary for the rest of the time I played. I finally lost the table a few games later, looked at my watch, realized it was a little late for me on a work night and packed up my case.

"Leaving us, Chuckie"

Yes, Paul. I have to get up kind of early.

"Next time then, Chuckie"

Yes, Paul. Looking forward to it.

Maybe next time I'll catch him a little earlier in the pursuit of the perfect buzz and hear his life story. My experience is that those stories are rarely boring. Although, I'd settle for figuring out how he shoots so straight with that unstable bridge.

Sorry, CJ. I haven't met any famous people playing pool just yet but I'm guessing if I ask him Paul has met a few. I'll pass on whatever stories I get next time. OK?
 

FranCrimi

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I was hired to give an exhibition at Corner Billiards in NYC at a publicity party for a new soft drink. After the exhibition, a gentleman asked me if I would mind shooting pool with two men connected to the soft drink.

I said yes of course, and a minute later I was being introduced to Yogi Berra and Whitey Ford. We shot pool for the next hour and had a blast. Yogi could really play, and he told me he spent a lot of his youth in poolrooms. Whitey was terrible, and Yogi relentlessly teased him about it.

He said to Whitey, "You're so uncoordinated! How did you ever play baseball?"
 
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