One night while out at a local bar, looking for a little action, Herman the German, Johnny Johnson, and I noticed this vociferous guy playing on the bar table. One thing leads to another and this guy challenges Herman to play for $500. As it happened, that’s about how much the three of us had on us. Now Herman was a pretty good player and we had watched his perspective opponent play a game or two and it was obvious that the guy had no chance playing Herman 8 Ball.
“Make him play a set, Herman” I cautioned, just to make sure the guy couldn’t get lucky. They put up the stakes on top of the light. Herman broke the balls and his opponent ran all of his balls except the 8 ball, which he hung up in a pocket. The 8 ball blocked four of Herman’s balls and it didn’t look like it was remotely possible for him to run out. But, he did run out, an almost impossible out and reached on top of the light and grabbed the money.
“I thought you were going to play a set”, said Johnny.
“I did” responded Herman and winking at us “a one ahead”.
I already mentioned how cheap Chester Truelove was. In Oklahoma back then this surprising social more was in existence: It was honorable to have a little Indian blood in you but full blooded Indians were often discriminated against. One of Chester’s best customers was a nice gentleman named Lloyd who happened to have about ¼ Indian blood. Lloyd got a check from the government every month, which Chester was immensely jealous of. So, upon a fine day, Chester tells Lloyd as he’s serving him a beer, “I wish I had a little of that Indian blood in me”. To which Lloyd rejoined “Well, bend over the counter and we’ll see if we can’t fix that”.
That’s all I’ve got for today.
“Make him play a set, Herman” I cautioned, just to make sure the guy couldn’t get lucky. They put up the stakes on top of the light. Herman broke the balls and his opponent ran all of his balls except the 8 ball, which he hung up in a pocket. The 8 ball blocked four of Herman’s balls and it didn’t look like it was remotely possible for him to run out. But, he did run out, an almost impossible out and reached on top of the light and grabbed the money.
“I thought you were going to play a set”, said Johnny.
“I did” responded Herman and winking at us “a one ahead”.
I already mentioned how cheap Chester Truelove was. In Oklahoma back then this surprising social more was in existence: It was honorable to have a little Indian blood in you but full blooded Indians were often discriminated against. One of Chester’s best customers was a nice gentleman named Lloyd who happened to have about ¼ Indian blood. Lloyd got a check from the government every month, which Chester was immensely jealous of. So, upon a fine day, Chester tells Lloyd as he’s serving him a beer, “I wish I had a little of that Indian blood in me”. To which Lloyd rejoined “Well, bend over the counter and we’ll see if we can’t fix that”.
That’s all I’ve got for today.