I'm so glad that I found some people who know of, or knew, San Jose Buddy, who's actual name is Carl Arevalo.
Buddy and I started working together in 1985 on construction sites as framers. Later on, I got Buddy a job working with me on a large project at March Air Force Base. Buddy was a kind, friendly and very loyal friend. He had an infectious smile and everyone liked him.
One night Buddy and I were having a beer at my house in Moreno Valley and he asked if I played pool. This was after working together for over 6 months. I considered myself a pretty good player (boy did I find out I was wrong) and I broke playing 8 ball. I knocked three balls in and then he ran the table. Broke, ran the table. Broke, ran the table. I sat there mesmerized. He then said that he'd play me left handed. Broke, ran the table 3 times in a row.
He told me that pool was all about cue ball control, and marked an area on the table by wetting his finger. He said he'd knock a ball in, hit two rails and the ball would stop there. That's what he did, and the ball stopped right where he said it would.
In all my life, I've never met anyone who was so good, so dominating at a game or a sport. Buddy was so, so smart and calculating.
Buddy and I started playing a lot of pool together. He showed me as much as he could. In 9 ball, he started out giving me balls 1-7 when I played him, and I got that down to balls 1-5. 2 stinking ball improvement in 2 years. Not very good.
We played in several Riverside County Tournaments at Mister Q's in Riverside. He won every tournament he entered. Easily. He helped me get good enough to place 4th one time, but it was more luck of the draw, and just plain luck, that I placed that high.
Before the tournaments Buddy would clean up on the local talent. In fact I saw him lose less than a dozen times the couple years we played together.
Buddy never bragged about his playing abilities. We watched the Color of Money together and he immediately noticed Keith Mcready and pointed him out to me. He told me that they played several times against each other, and that it was basically a draw. For those who claim that Buddy wasn't in the same league as Keith, I'm highly skeptical.
I offered to pay Buddy's entry fee in a 9 ball tournament in Vegas, but he declined, saying he didn't want to be away from his wife Monica, and the kids. Buddy explained to me how hard and stressful it was to play pool for money. You'd never know it by the way he played, but he really hated going to the pool halls.
Unfortunately, Buddy and I drifted apart. We saw business differently, and we went our separate ways, but I've always missed him. I've tried for decades to find him, to reconnect with him, to no avail. I haven't given up hope though. It's good to see people talking about him in this forum.