Two Stories about ABC Club in San Diego, CA
Story #1
The ABC Club - thorn in Gaslamp development
Eight ball in the corner pocket
By Joe Applegate, Nov. 4, 1982
While Momma — as Mrs. Yamada is called by her patrons — was racking the balls at the foot of the table, Joe selected a cue from the rack on the wall. There were some decent cues to choose from. It’s rare to find a place that stocks decent sticks. Bars are the worst: their sticks are nicked, warped, dirty, sawed off, ridiculous. A trick is to bring a square of rough sandpaper to doctor the beaten leather tip of the cue so at least it will hold chalk. Mrs. Yamada tips her own cues herself, but even so provides a clean square of sandpaper to anyone who asks. Joe didn’t ask for one, but I did.
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Story #2
The ABC Club pool room at 5th and Market
They don't play like they used to
By Robert Paul, June 16, 1977
Halfway into the room the floor changes to tan hardwood and the pool tables begin, five of them, 30 years old or better, owned outright by Mrs. Yamada. She charges 15 cents a game and hasn’t raised the price since 1967. In addition to the tables, which are wooden and were built by Brunswick back when the company called itself Brunswick-Balke-Collender, the room has but two objects with nostalgia potential—a wooden telephone booth (equipped with a push-button pay phone), and, high in the half-light above the table lamps, a ceiling of molded, whitewashed tin.
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https://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/1977/jun/16/cover-they-dont-play-like-they-used-to/
Story #1
The ABC Club - thorn in Gaslamp development
Eight ball in the corner pocket
By Joe Applegate, Nov. 4, 1982
While Momma — as Mrs. Yamada is called by her patrons — was racking the balls at the foot of the table, Joe selected a cue from the rack on the wall. There were some decent cues to choose from. It’s rare to find a place that stocks decent sticks. Bars are the worst: their sticks are nicked, warped, dirty, sawed off, ridiculous. A trick is to bring a square of rough sandpaper to doctor the beaten leather tip of the cue so at least it will hold chalk. Mrs. Yamada tips her own cues herself, but even so provides a clean square of sandpaper to anyone who asks. Joe didn’t ask for one, but I did.
Continue Reading at below link
https://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/1982/nov/04/cover-eight-ball-in-the-corner-pocket/#
Story #2
The ABC Club pool room at 5th and Market
They don't play like they used to
By Robert Paul, June 16, 1977
Halfway into the room the floor changes to tan hardwood and the pool tables begin, five of them, 30 years old or better, owned outright by Mrs. Yamada. She charges 15 cents a game and hasn’t raised the price since 1967. In addition to the tables, which are wooden and were built by Brunswick back when the company called itself Brunswick-Balke-Collender, the room has but two objects with nostalgia potential—a wooden telephone booth (equipped with a push-button pay phone), and, high in the half-light above the table lamps, a ceiling of molded, whitewashed tin.
Continue Reading at Link below
https://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/1977/jun/16/cover-they-dont-play-like-they-used-to/
