Greg "Big Train" Stevens

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Just curious if any of you guys knew the man and what he was like?I heard he was a die hard gambler who popped pills and when he was in gear no one would like it but then the guys would wait for him to burn out after being up for days and get all the cash he scored when he was coming down and running out of steam.I have read some stories and he sounds interesting so let me hear some stories please. :grin:
 
Fast Lenny said:
Just curious if any of you guys knew the man and what he was like?I heard he was a die hard gambler who popped pills and when he was in gear no one would like it but then the guys would wait for him to burn out after being up for days and get all the cash he scored when he was coming down and running out of steam.I have read some stories and he sounds interesting so let me hear some stories please. :grin:

For a while he traveled around in his own caddy limo. He lived out of that car. One time I saw him out back of a poolroom putting a tip on his cue in the back of the car. He had his own little work shop set up in the car. He actually showed me how to retip a cue while on the road. I thought Greg was a pretty nice guy. And very smart too. For the last 15-20 years of his life he owned and ran successful poolrooms.

All you heard about his pool playing exploits are true and then some. He spotted the world the seven ball. If you walked in the door at LeCue in Houston, he would automatically give you the seven. Unless you were Buddy Hall. About the only other guys who could have played even with him in the early to mid 70's were Richie, Ed Kelly, Wade Crane, Denny and Bernie Schwartz.

And I doubt any of them wanted to go looking for Greg. I did see Bernie beat him at the Stardust around 1970 or 71. Bernie beat everybody that year. If you want to know how good some of these guys played, think of Shane, Ralf, Alex or Ronnie Alcano's top tournament speed and translate that to a money game. Shane has that big power game that reminds me of some of the old time greats.

The best pool I ever saw in my life was when two great players were gambling. With one exception. When Earl was in his prime as a tournament player, I never saw anyone run so many racks match after match. He was in another league. But Greg Stevens could do that gambling, and often did hit guys with fives and sixes. The difference was Earl did it so nice, perfect cue ball control and one great shot after another, and he made it look easy. I used to say that Earl looks like he is playing on a bar table.

The only other player who ever made pool look so easy was Keith. And the only other players who moved the cue ball like Earl was Jose, and now Dennis. Efren was just as good too, but in a different way, and so was Buddy and Sigel.
 
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Good words, Jay.

I also find Earl's (old) game absolutely inspiring. He just made it look sooooo easy.

And Keith? Insanity. I never got to witness his best, but you can tell by his shot selection that he didn't want to just beat people, he wanted to crush them: I don't think Keith looked at a shot he didn't think he was supposed to make. IMO, it must pain him to play safe!
 
Fast Lenny said:
Just curious if any of you guys knew the man and what he was like?I heard he was a die hard gambler who popped pills and when he was in gear no one would like it but then the guys would wait for him to burn out after being up for days and get all the cash he scored when he was coming down and running out of steam.I have read some stories and he sounds interesting so let me hear some stories please. :grin:

I ran around with back in the early 70's for about 3 months.

The best way to describe Craig was just outrageous. The guy might have been the best at pocketing balls who ever lived. Cue ball? He just didnn't care, he just wanted to see the ball.

He had a weird system for playing too. Play for 3 straight days and sleep for 3 days.

Back in those days players depended pretty hard on white crosses and they could be bought for about $15.00 per hundred.

Craif was playing an old scuff named Dick Henry in Littleton Colo and giving Dick the 8. Don't worry, at times Dick could look like a world champ himself as there was the time he had Buddy stuck for 3 days and busted until Buddy got money from OKC and came back and finally got him.

AnywayDick and Craig are going at it and Craig gets a little shakey and needs HELP as he called it. I made the call and got the crosses deliverd about 9 in the mornig.

They awere deliverd in a clear sandwich bag and I called Craig into the office {restroom{. I took 2 of them and Craig grabbed the bag and pured them into his mouth like they were M$M's. About 30 minutes later, well let's just say he woke up and went nuts on Dick running 9 racks and busting him.

Dick had to quit and Craig went nuts wanting me to loan them money to keep playing. I said no way and he really got irritated with me.

Curiosity got the best of me, so I went into the rest room and counted the pills. Craig had taken 32 of them in one gulp. That would have killed any normal person.

Dick now broke and depressed left and Craig and I went to another pool room accross town that had a golf game that started at about 11 AM. They played for $5 and $1 and Craig played all day and won about $200 there only to scuffle the bars that night and we then ended up at an all-night place called Celebrity lanes where he gave up the nuts to a guy and played until daysight for $3.00 per game. He quit at daylight because he was out of crosses.

Those were the days.
 
Aah, the good old day's

jay helfert said:
For a while he traveled around in his own caddy limo. He lived out of that car. One time I saw him out back of a poolroom putting a tip on his cue in the back of the car. He had his own little work shop set up in the car. He actually showed me how to retip a cue while on the road. I thought Greg was a pretty nice guy. And very smart too. For the last 15-20 years of his life he owned and ran successful poolrooms.

All you heard about his pool playing exploits are true and then some. He spotted the world the seven ball. If you walked in the door at LeCue in Houston, he would automatically give you the seven. Unless you were Buddy Hall. About the only other guys who could have played even with him in the early 70's were Richie, Wade Crane, Denny and Bernie Schwartz.

And I doubt any of them wanted to go looking for Greg. I did see Bernie beat him at the Stardust around 1970 or 71. Bernie beat everybody that year. If you want to know how good some of these guys played, think of Shane, Ralf, Alex or Ronnie Alcano's top tournament speed and translate that to a money game. Shane has that big power game that reminds me of some of the old time greats.

The best pool I ever saw in my life was when two great players were gambling. With one exception. When Earl was in his prime as a tournament player, I never saw anyone run so many racks match after match. He was in another league. But Greg Stevens could do that gambling, and often did hit guys with fives and sixes. The difference was Earl did it so nice, perfect cue ball control and one great shot after another, and he made it look easy. I used to say that Earl looks like he is playing on a bar table.

The only other player who ever made pool look so easy was Keith. And the only other players who moved the cue ball like Earl was Jose, and now Dennis. Efren was just as good too, but in a different way, and so was Buddy and Sigel.

Sure wish Jersey Red was still around. He (or Dottie) could recount some of the war's Greg and I had at the Le cue in the 60's. Never could touch him at 9-ball, but Greg loved action so much, if there was no one else around, he would play me one pocket. He usually did not like it. Used to stop in Wichita, and get some good action from him and Donny Culver. Greg and Donny and I, played a lot of golf (outdoor type) together. Could handle Donny, but needed strokes from Greg.He played soilid golf.
You heard right Lenny, All the scuff's used to play position on him, and he often blew back many of his scores, but he was dangerous because there was no way to tell when he was out of gas. (3-4 day's was normal for him.) Talked to him on the phone years ago, but never saw him again after I moved to Phx. in '72. He was a good guy, stand up gunslinger gambler, but a little bit of a loner.

Dick
 
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ironman said:
I ran around with back in the early 70's for about 3 months.

The best way to describe Craig was just outrageous. The guy might have been the best at pocketing balls who ever lived. Cue ball? He just didnn't care, he just wanted to see the ball.

He had a weird system for playing too. Play for 3 straight days and sleep for 3 days.

Back in those days players depended pretty hard on white crosses and they could be bought for about $15.00 per hundred.

Craif was playing an old scuff named Dick Henry in Littleton Colo and giving Dick the 8. Don't worry, at times Dick could look like a world champ himself as there was the time he had Buddy stuck for 3 days and busted until Buddy got money from OKC and came back and finally got him.

AnywayDick and Craig are going at it and Craig gets a little shakey and needs HELP as he called it. I made the call and got the crosses deliverd about 9 in the mornig.

They awere deliverd in a clear sandwich bag and I called Craig into the office {restroom{. I took 2 of them and Craig grabbed the bag and pured them into his mouth like they were M$M's. About 30 minutes later, well let's just say he woke up and went nuts on Dick running 9 racks and busting him.

Dick had to quit and Craig went nuts wanting me to loan them money to keep playing. I said no way and he really got irritated with me.

Curiosity got the best of me, so I went into the rest room and counted the pills. Craig had taken 32 of them in one gulp. That would have killed any normal person.

Dick now broke and depressed left and Craig and I went to another pool room accross town that had a golf game that started at about 11 AM. They played for $5 and $1 and Craig played all day and won about $200 there only to scuffle the bars that night and we then ended up at an all-night place called Celebrity lanes where he gave up the nuts to a guy and played until daysight for $3.00 per game. He quit at daylight because he was out of crosses.

Those were the days.

Yes they were, Greg was a rare bird when it came to the pharmacy. He got spoiled in Houston. When he hit on the local pill pusher in the Le cue, the guy said, "sure I've got some speed, who's it for, Player, Stakehorse, or opponent ?" Charlie Brown will remember. Were you around the Le cue in the '60's Ironman ?

Dick
 
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SJDinPHX said:
Yes they were, Greg was a rare bird when it came to the pharmacy. He got spoiled in Houston. When he hit on the local pill pusher in the Le cue, the guy said, "sure I've got some speed, who's it for, Player, Stakehorse, or opponent ?" Charlie Brown will remember. Were you around the Le cue in the '60's Ironman ?

Dick

Nope, the 60's were just a bit before my time. I heard endless stories about Le Cue though. It sounded like my kind of place.

I was there once around 70-72 can't remember and that's where I met Bananas Rodriguez and Cannonball. Lord what a pair they were. I also met briefly Jersey Red there and loved watching him play. the man seemed so flawless to me at the time.

I staked Stevens playing 1-pocket 1 time and 1 time only. He could get out sometimes, but played the game horribly, IMO. He was entertaining though.

I went in with him in a poker game {1 time also}. He was the only guy on the planet who was a worse poker player than me.

Do you remember that big satchel he used to carry around? That ws funny.

It always contained a change of socks, boxer shorts, a variety of pills, a cue ball, decks of cards, baby powder, and a couple of things that would frighten Linda Lovelace.
 
ironman said:
Nope, the 60's were just a bit before my time. I heard endless stories about Le Cue though. It sounded like my kind of place.

I was there once around 70-72 can't remember and that's where I met Bananas Rodriguez and Cannonball. Lord what a pair they were. I also met briefly Jersey Red there and loved watching him play. the man seemed so flawless to me at the time.

I staked Stevens playing 1-pocket 1 time and 1 time only. He could get out sometimes, but played the game horribly, IMO. He was entertaining though.

I went in with him in a poker game {1 time also}. He was the only guy on the planet who was a worse poker player than me.

Do you remember that big satchel he used to carry around? That ws funny.

It always contained a change of socks, boxer shorts, a variety of pills, a cue ball, decks of cards, baby powder, and a couple of things that would frighten Linda Lovelace.

Now that you mention it, yes I do remember. He had everything in there but a gun. He was kind of "crazy fearless". But I never heard of him gettin robbed. (by a hold-up man, anyway.)

Dick
 
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SJDinPHX said:
Now that you mention it, yes I do remember. He had everything in there but a gun. He was kind of "crazy fearless".

Dick

Make no mistake he was a pretty good guy, but most of all, entertaining.
 
A few tidbits

Greg was a famous fast eater. Nobody came close to him in that department except me. I spotted him one hot dog going to ten and I won easily. People used to buy us dinner just to watch us eat.
Ironman did a good job of describing Greg. He ate whites by the handful and after being up for two or more days he'd gnaw at his hands. If you gave him the break, on any size table, he'd give you the 6, 7, 8 and 9 balls. Sometimes he'd stay up so long that he'd get nosebleeds; so he'd play with an icepack on the back of his neck.
If he ran out of money and still wanted to play, he'd go back to his hotel, shower and shave and tell new backers that he had just gotten out of bed.
Greg played good golf and gin, too. He could "swing" (hold out cards) as well as anybody. When he got ready to return said card(s) to the deck, he brought the deck back to his hand rather than the other way around. Don't ask how I knew such things.
"Big Train" was a one man show and he knew how to hold court. He might have been the finest outright shotmaker I ever knew.
I liked Greg a lot. When I heard that he had become a fun player and opened a kiddie joint in Wichita, it broke my gambler's heart.
 
Fast Lenny said:
Just curious if any of you guys knew the man and what he was like?I heard he was a die hard gambler who popped pills and when he was in gear no one would like it but then the guys would wait for him to burn out after being up for days and get all the cash he scored when he was coming down and running out of steam.I have read some stories and he sounds interesting so let me hear some stories please. :grin:
make no mistake, when he played his best pool he was the best of all nine ball players. position got in his way, he wasn't interested, he just let that stroke out, all he wanted was to see the next ball. when he begin to play one pocket, jersey and ronnie A gave him 8 to 7 and didn't always win, but mostly. played 5 days once, gave jack terry the 7ball. every time he broke the balls he got nose bleed, packed it in ice a moment then stuffed tissue in it, then got up and ran out. jack quit 10 games loser. very rare as he was always playing position on greg after he was up a few days. jack was a very good player, greg ran nine once and seven once in this session. the windup was greg went to the emergency room before he went to bed.
 
I assume, since this appears to be told in past tense, that he as passed. I'm wondering what got him and how old he was.
 
JimS said:
I assume, since this appears to be told in past tense, that he as passed. I'm wondering what got him and how old he was.
probably obeseity and a sedentary life style. after he quit "speeding up" he gained way more than 100 lbs. i don't remember when he passed on but i believe he was in his 40's in the 1970's, grady probably remembers ?.
 
Anybody remember for sure?

I need some nostalgic help. I have been putting together a chronicle of my life on the road. The years are very much mixed up. In the late 60s or early 70s I went to Houston with Sugar Shack Johnny and Ronnie Sypher and we went to the LeCue pool room. If anyone, (Dick? Ironman?) can remember the year, and time of year, for me I would appreciate it. Some hints: Fatty and Cannonball had just left the LeCue after playing many matches against each other. Richie Florence had already been there and been pummeled by Greg. Somebody said Richie lost 30 games of 9 ball. It was the first time he played Greg, Greg didnt know who he was. Greg wasnt as successful in the next match. Another notable event: Greg was spotting Little Hand the seven on a 5 x 10 and hit him with 7 racks in a race to 10. Greg gave me the 6,7.8, 9 and took the break. I had zero chance. For once I'm not going to brag and say I gave Greg 9 to 8 playing bank pool and beat him, oops I ended up mentioning it anyway. Too late now.
The only guy I saw Greg show fear to, was Jersey Red. He was terrified of Red. Red played him 8 to 7 1pkt. He would actually miss balls against the Red Raider (not many). Red treated him like a 1pkt dunce.
I, like Grady, got sick when I heard Greg opened up a poolroom in Wichita and didnt allow gambling.

the Beard
 
freddy the beard said:
I need some nostalgic help. I have been putting together a chronicle of my life on the road. The years are very much mixed up. In the late 60s or early 70s I went to Houston with Sugar Shack Johnny and Ronnie Sypher and we went to the LeCue pool room. If anyone, (Dick? Ironman?) can remember the year, and time of year, for me I would appreciate it. Some hints: Fatty and Cannonball had just left the LeCue after playing many matches against each other. Richie Florence had already been there and been pummeled by Greg. Somebody said Richie lost 30 games of 9 ball. It was the first time he played Greg, Greg didnt know who he was. Greg wasnt as successful in the next match. Another notable event: Greg was spotting Little Hand the seven on a 5 x 10 and hit him with 7 racks in a race to 10. Greg gave me the 6,7.8, 9 and took the break. I had zero chance. For once I'm not going to brag and say I gave Greg 9 to 8 playing bank pool and beat him, oops I ended up mentioning it anyway. Too late now.
The only guy I saw Greg show fear to, was Jersey Red. He was terrified of Red. Red played him 8 to 7 1pkt. He would actually miss balls against the Red Raider (not many). Red treated him like a 1pkt dunce.
I, like Grady, got sick when I heard Greg opened up a poolroom in Wichita and didnt allow gambling.

the Beard

Freddie, this had to be the late 60's. That's when Little Hand was still active. You and Three Finger Ronnie came out to the West Coast in 1968-9, so it may have been before then. And Richie was traveling extensively in the late 60's. Less so in the 70's and on, except for tournaments. He may have been with Kenny Anderson on that trip. Also, Greg must have seen Richie in Johnston City. I feel like he would have known who he was. Hell, everyone knew Richie by the late 60's. I just don't think Greg cared. Like I said, he didn't bar anyone in Houston.
 
Dates and Houston

I took a trip with Buttermilk (real name Sterling Ward) that originated in LA. We made a swing south and east through New Orleans and other locations, seeking action. On April 4th, 1968, I was playing Strawberry on Pennsylvania Ave. in Baltimore for $300 a game, which was a respectable bet for the times. Of course that was the day Martin Luther King got assassinated. We had to leave and off to Detroit we went. There had to be a curfew to prevent rioting and it was 7 PM every night for a while. The rack wasn't open yet so I made some money at Napo's place.
Next was Chicago. I was really enjoying Benzinger's but Butter stranded me, no car no stick and very little money. I had enough cash to take a bus to Charleston, SC. I had made friends with Eldridge Tucker there. I spent a languid, relaxed summer and he helped me with my One Pocket game.
I took a bus to LA from Charleston. There was a layover in Houston of a couple of hours. I found Le Cue in the phone book and the rest is a bit of pocket billiard lore and history. I mention these things because I met my first wife there and I spent all of 69' and part of 70' there before moving to OKC.
I never saw Fatty , Dick , Freddie or Cannonball there. So you guys probably came after the period I have described. Hope this helps with your Houston era, Freddie.
 
Fast Lenny said:
Thanks for sharing these stories guys,good read. :smile:
I know this story is in a book. I haven't read it ,but heard the story.
late 70's early 80's pool tournment at LeCue. match up greg and lassiter.
greg wins lag, breaks and runs 5 racks, makes ball or balls on the break
6th game, and is hooked, rolls out to a extreme cut shot, lassiter says go ahead. greg saws it in and gets out, then breaks and runs 5 racks more. lassiter lost 11-0 and never shot.
 
jay helfert said:
Freddie, this had to be the late 60's. That's when Little Hand was still active. You and Three Finger Ronnie came out to the West Coast in 1968-9, so it may have been before then. And Richie was traveling extensively in the late 60's. Less so in the 70's and on, except for tournaments. He may have been with Kenny Anderson on that trip. Also, Greg must have seen Richie in Johnston City. I feel like he would have known who he was. Hell, everyone knew Richie by the late 60's. I just don't think Greg cared. Like I said, he didn't bar anyone in Houston.

Kenny Anderson came to Denver right after that and that was 72 I'm sur because that was the year I got cut trying to play football. I later went on the road with Kenny and had a ball with that guy. He was a goodd scuff and just loads of fun to be around.
 
Grady said:
Greg was a famous fast eater. Nobody came close to him in that department except me. I spotted him one hot dog going to ten and I won easily. People used to buy us dinner just to watch us eat.
Ironman did a good job of describing Greg. He ate whites by the handful and after being up for two or more days he'd gnaw at his hands. If you gave him the break, on any size table, he'd give you the 6, 7, 8 and 9 balls. Sometimes he'd stay up so long that he'd get nosebleeds; so he'd play with an icepack on the back of his neck.
If he ran out of money and still wanted to play, he'd go back to his hotel, shower and shave and tell new backers that he had just gotten out of bed.
Greg played good golf and gin, too. He could "swing" (hold out cards) as well as anybody. When he got ready to return said card(s) to the deck, he brought the deck back to his hand rather than the other way around. Don't ask how I knew such things.
"Big Train" was a one man show and he knew how to hold court. He might have been the finest outright shotmaker I ever knew.
I liked Greg a lot. When I heard that he had become a fun player and opened a kiddie joint in Wichita, it broke my gambler's heart.

That broke my heart too and I wasnn't going to mention it. A man who lived like he did and then open a place and allow no raod players in there and no gambling.

I heard sadly that he had some tough times Emotionally in his latter years. I suppse lifestyles do catch up with us all. Too bad, I have great memories of the guy and some shots he made.
 
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