I don't believe i've ever seen the game played in my 60 years of playing. I come from the Eastcoast and it might have beem played a lot in other regions of the country. I remember my Dad bringing it up once or twice but can't remember what he said now. Johnnyt
I have a funny story about Cowboy billiards. My brother-in-law was a D.I. at Parris Island. He was telling me about this guy they had there who ran 70, 80, 100, almost every time he came to the table. We never really had an in depth conversation about the game but I had to wonder who this guy was. Now my brother-in-law knew nothing about pool. He said guys there would bet anything on this guy.
So I make a drive to Parris Island and he is going to sneak me in where they play. Turns out the game they are playing is not straight pool as I just assumed, but Cowboy pool. That is why all the high runs, it wasn't balls but points. I had played Cowboy pool before and high point run was not that difficult. I did end up playing the guy and I beat him and his buddies for a few bucks and we all had a lot of fun but I put it over the bar for everybody to enjoy, their money was the last thing I wanted, this was in the height of Vietnam.
The ironic part of the story was, shortly after that my brother-in-law went off to Vietnam. He didn't have to go, he had an important job but right here but he wanted to go. He was a career Marine and that is what they do. His job was to be doing advanced training over there. He was only there a month when he was wounded by an explosive device and died 19 days later. My last opportunity to see him was due to that pool game.
I spent a wonderful week with him and my sister as a guest at Parris island. I didn't have a brother it was just my sister who was older and I but when he came into my life I was like I got an older brother. It was a real gift to get to spend that week with him and I owe it to Cowboy pool.
I am sorry I went so far of subject but I started writing and ended up telling the whole story. It really isn't over though, I am sitting here at my desk and in the drawer I have his whistle he gave me that week, he wore it as a D.I. I had quite a few things of his I have since given to his two boys who were just babies when he was killed, but I kept his whistle.