tomatoshooter
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I love the idea of you driving by, seeing their car, and having to stop and whip them again.Scoring 35 against Willie Mosconi in a 14.1 game to 150 in 1965.
Best display of shotmaking???
Everyone loves a fearless shotmaker... What's the best display of shotmaking you've seen in person? When I was 20 and just starting to play pool, I watched the room owner in dead stroke. He put a red out in the middle the 5x10, cue ball on the...forums.azbilliards.com
There were several dozen brand new Gold Crown tables and the tournament lasted days. Throughout the tournament people kept asking me again and again, "Do you know who you just beat!" Me, "Hell no, who's next!"
Then I got to play Mosconi in a game I'd never played before and was vaguely aware of the rules.
First we lag. I come 1/2" from the rail. He lands on the rail. My break.
I do a perfect break. Hit one of the back corner balls and the two corner balls each go to a rail and back where they started in the pack and the cue ball end up on the head rail. (I'd seen that in the Hustler movie so I practiced the break before going to the tournament.)
We trade safeties back and forth 5-6 times each. I finally make one and run seven and then rattle a ball in a pocket. The thread above explains the rest.
After that I got a driver's license, a car, a real job as a bagboy/checker in a grocery store and discovered girls.
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I laid off pool pretty much completely for 40 years until my wife and I moved into the town where we live now. The first night here we went to the local bar a half mile away to get something to eat at the attached restaurant on the other side. In order to go to the bathroom my wife had to walk past the pool table in the bar. Wife comes back madder that a wet hen and says the guys playing pool insulted her and said she couldn't repeat what they said due to the language they used. Wife says, "Didn't you say you used to shoot pool when you were a kid -- go give those guys a comeuppance!"
Ar-g-g-g-g, I hadn't picked up a stick in decades. Right shoulder is locked up so bad with osteoarthritis that I can barely move it and can't raise my arm higher than my heart without it hurting bad (I hadn't been able to drive a stick shift for years). I go warm up on the second table the place has in the back. Wow I can make two balls in a row if I'm lucky!
The A-holes finish skinning the mark they were playing for $20/game on the challenge table (with a whole lot of blatant sharking going on for their part). So I put up my quarter to challenge them. I ask them politely to apologize to my wife. Ha, ha, ha grandpa. Me: O.K. guess I'm going to have to make it my mission in life to take your stupid challenge table away from you whenever I see you playing. Ha, ha, ha, they say again -- we'll never apologize.
Me: You guys are just big fish in a tiny little pond get over yourselves. After that first night I found out that pool was the best therapy for my shoulder. Then I started playing regularly again and made it my mission to tear the A-holes a new A-hole whenever I saw their cars parked outside of the place. Nothing sweeter than listening to them curse to the high heavens and (one of them) banging his cue against the table as hard as he could when he lost.
When I went there for breakfast one morning the waitress said that she saw me hold the challenge table from 6PM on a Sat. night until they closed at 2AM. She'd never seen that before. Got to where when I put up my quarter on the challenge table people would grab their quarters/markers (ahead of me) off the table and exclaim, "I'm not paying for that guy's practice time anymore."
"Daughter, you just went into labor, we've got a couple of hours. Just wait in the car and I'll get you to the hospital in a bit."