A Mongrel Horde of NITS

You make a good point. And I recognize that what you describe happens often. I've won a lot off these guys and others similar over the years. But I miss the days when a guy (sometimes myself) would walk in a room, take a quick look and shout, "Anyone can have the eight for $50 (or more)." I did that the other night and everyone looked at me like I had a bomb strapped around me and was yelling "alahu Akbar" for f**k's sake!!

As I pointed out early in my post, the money don't matter (yeah bad grammar I know, sue me). The game matters. Playing a guy, win or lose, fun or cash, whatever however, then shaking his hand buying each other a couple rounds and talking for hours about pool is what these NITS don't get. I miss it. Where has it gone?

Though the Color of Money is full of it in many places (I still like it though don't you?), there's one scene that captures my point in all this. Newman is playing Grady. Grady is telling road stories. They're buying each other rounds. Two old war horses shooting pool and shooting the $#!+ at the same time. Priceless. Hell, you gotta hang out on AZ now to do that. The pool rooms ain't got anyone who's ever stepped up enough to have stories.

I remember being a kid, hanging out and listening to guys like that. The stories they told were better than any movie or book. It didn't matter if they were true or not! Hell, I didn't care! All I knew was that I wanted to do the same damn thing when I got older. Now I got three guys around me and we pass the same 100 bucks and the same stories around every other night.

I remember being an up and coming local teen player and watching the twenty something hotshot torturing everyone and saying to myself, "I'm gonna whoop (that's redkneck for whip by the way) his cocky @$$ one day!" A spot wasn't on my mind at all. And now, decades after I DID BEAT HIM, I got nobody to have a good game with and then tell about it. Instead all that's around are a bunch of NITS who want a free ride and then go buy meth with it.

Where are you located?
 
I wanna know where the hell he's playing that there are at least 6 people who will play for money. That shit is unheard of round my way.

All you gotta do is ask!! Just got back from First Break. I can't believe how dead that place is now for serious players.
 
Forgive my rant. It's long. I'm frustrated. I've been playing this game for 30 years. I love this game. I love playing for money but I'm one of those rare birds that happens to be an excellent player and yet will still play for fun, not only for money. I don't care, I just want to play. I'll teach a beginner or intermediate player for free if he covers the table time. I play for the sake of the game. My guiding principle in pool is, ala Gelett Burges, "It is in the blood of genius to love play for its own sake, and whether one uses one's skill on thrones or women, swords or pens, gold or fame, the game's the thing."

But lately I've been bombarded with what can only be called "A Mongrel Horde of NITS". Here is just a minuscule sample:

1. A guy comes into our pool room last month and beats up on one of our C- beginners. The kid happens to be a friend of mine and I tell him to quit, the game is no good. The other guy is obviously laying down and trapping my friend. He's so obvious I am able to tell the kid what shot the guy is going to "miss" and where both the cue and object balls are gonna end up. So my friend gets wise, listens to me, and quits $40 down. Cheap lesson right? So I challenge the guy for a measly $20 a game. He automatically asks for the seven and the break and won't play without the spot! Then he says he will call a guy! For $20 a game?!?!? I tell him if he's gotta call a guy for $20 he's got problems and should just take up corn hole instead, but to go ahead and call the guy. It happens to be someone I've beaten to death years ago so I know it ain't gonna happen. Where is the HEART?

2. On four separate occasions in the last month I've had four different players quit on me in the middle of a set. Now, thankfully I got paid. They didn't air me. But what kind of eunuch does it take to just say, "Screw it. I can't win, take my money?" One guy I can almost understand, he had lost one set already and was down 11 to 1 getting a ton of weight and hadn't had a makable shot since the first game (which he won). But the other guys just quit after a few racks. What makes it worse is every one of these guys BARKED AT ME for a game and then begged for a spot. I never asked one of them. I didn't challenge them. But they quit before the game was over. Where's the HEART?

3. The barking leads me to my next example. For a year now scores of guys come into the pool room (or run up to me when I visit other places) and say "You wanna play for some?" Sure I reply. The next words out of their mouths? You guessed it: "What will you give me?" Most have never seen me, don't know me, never heard of me, have no idea if I can make a ball!! WTF? But I'm game and I usually offer the last two in 9 Ball or 9-8 one pocket etc. It's not enough, they run and go ask someone else. I'm not against lesser players getting a spot nor asking for one. I give them all the time. But since when is it acceptable to challenge someone you don't know and then immediately ask for a huge spot? Contrast this with a kid who works at the place where I usually go. I walk in, see him practicing (he's learning) and I say I'll give you 7-2 games in eight ball, I'll shoot one handed. This kid knows me. He knows how I play. He's watched me play one handed for hours. He immediately pulls out a $20 bill and says "Let's go". He loses, pays, says "I'm getting that back from you very soon." He's not a player, but he's got something these other NITS don't: HEART. And I figure the next time he gets that spot he's gonna rob me and I'm gonna be just fine with that. And I won't change the spot, I'll just keep trying to beat him because he earned it.

4. A regular who likes to gamble but fits the profile described in #3 keeps asking for a game. This guy can play. He can run out regularly. He's not helpless. He's a player. Get the idea? But play even? Nooooo! Finally he barks at me enough and I say, "I'll play you even, then we can adjust after a couple sets." He cusses, complains, whines and then finally agrees. We play one set, he loses, unscrews and whines for thirty minutes about needing a spot. Pays me and leaves. Two nights ago he comes back, begs for a game and a spot, gets one from me and then backs out because I wanna play by the game rather than sets. He finally agrees but wants to play too cheap. Eventually he agrees to enough money for me to miss sleep and stay to play. Then the whining begins. First he whines about 10 Ball rules. Then he whines because he supposedly thought the last two was the same as having the nine ball (who doesn't know that??). Then he whines when he fouls on a jump shot and says he didn't hit the cue ball but I show him the OBVIOUS scuff mark on the cue ball caused by his phenolic tip. Lastly, he goes ballistic when I three foul him. I told him in three separate games he was on two fouls and he said ok, and carefully made sure he didn't foul. The last time he made contact but scratched and then swears he has "never heard of any three foul rule" and doesn't believe ANYONE ever plays that way and quits! Then he whines when I tell him he's persona non grata and will never get another game with me because I'm not playing with a whiny NIT who cheats and then needs me to access the WPA web site with my iPhone to prove a rule. Where is the HEART?

5. A road player comes into our place this past Sunday. He's stalking the room and my buddy asks, " You looking for a game?" He says yes in either banks or one pocket. My friend plays neither but I bite. I agree to one hole but he says, nah I want to play banks. I tell him this ain't Kentucky. He laughs and everything appears to be on the way to a game. Banks ain't my thing. I'm barely competent frankly. You won't see me on a road trip to Ohio or Kentucky any time in the foreseeable future. But what the heck. I get my cue, agree to play and go hit a few banks to loosen my arm. The guy backs out. Says he ain't slept in three days and just got back from Tennessee (which ain't far by the way). So I say, we can go cheap, just $20 a game. He gets his girlfriend and puts his tail between his legs and runs. This guy ain't a world beater. He's a low level shortstop but HE'S A ROAD PLAYER about to match up with a guy who hasn't played banks seriously since the Bush administration and wasn't any good then. WTF? Where is the HEART?

6. This is the last one I promise. Two guys have started frequenting our room. They usually have some friends with them. One of them keeps telling his buds how good he is and that he's gonna hustle everyone there eventually. He keeps asking us if we know this phantom world beater and then describes him: yep you guessed it, he's describing himself. Anyway he flashes money to his buds, talks trash. It's all BS. We all know it. Every time we ask him to gamble he's got an excuse. Anyway, I'm going to get a beer and he meets me with his friends in tow and says, "Let's go, five hundred a rack!" I say sorry pal, I only got four hundred on me but if you wanna go for $100 that's fine by me. He gives the typical BS, "That ain't enough." So I go get my best friend there who has a trunk full and he tells the guy that he will play him. Guy says no, he wants me. Ok, my friend will back me. Again, we know he's full of it but it's a matter of principle now. We razz this guy relentlessly and his own friends start in on him. Yet he's still coming in almost every night talking smack and never playing. NO HEART.

When did all these HEARTLESS NITS start coming to pool rooms and where did they come from?

I'm tired of NITS.

In your opening remarks you say you don't care about the amount of the bet and will even play for fun. But then you criticize the "nits" who want to play cheap. So which is it, fun or money?

When I got back into playing years ago after a long layoff, I was ready to play for fun or money, just to play pool. I would play just as hard for $2 a game as I would for $100. I just wanted to play my best and win. Of course by then I didn't really need the money as much as when I was younger.

That was a period in my life where I truly enjoyed playing pool, ready to take on all comers and bet small or big. I was just a shortstop too, but it took a good player to beat me back then and I liked the challenge of playing someone good. I NEVER asked for a spot, I just got up there and played. If I got beat for $200 at forty a game I would shake his hand and say thanks for the game. I did beat a few good players at Banks. I probably played two speeds above my One Pocket game back then.

I didn't let it bother me if a guy was a nit. I tried to make a game with him anyway, one he felt comfortable with. You get more games with honey than vinegar. I would find a way to sweet talk them to play me, even if it was $5 Eight Ball. I just wanted to play back then. I wasn't trying to make a living any more playing pool, just play and have fun. Kind of Filipino style, they love to play! And so do I.

To this day I will take on a tough game just to be in action. I rarely go to the poolroom anymore but if I do I usually play someone for $25-50 a game. And believe it or not, I have a losing record these last few years. But like I said if I can play a good player and only lose a small amount, that's my entertainment. I'm not even a shortstop anymore except maybe at Banks and a lot of guys can beat me at that game too.

I've played several members of AZ Billiards at my home and at tournaments, and have lost more than I won, but I still love to play. But hey that's me and you're you, so good luck with the nits! :thumbup:
 
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In your opening remarks you say you don't care about the amount of the bet and will even play for fun. But then you criticize the "nits" who want to play cheap. So which is it, fun or money?

When I got back into playing years ago after a long layoff, I was ready to play for fun or money, just to play pool. I would play just as hard for $2 a game as I would for $100. I just wanted to play my best and win. Of course by then I didn't really need the money as much as when I was younger.

That was a period in my life where I truly enjoyed playing pool, ready to take on all comers and bet small or big. I was just a shortstop too, but it took a good player to beat me back then and I liked the challenge of playing someone good. I NEVER asked for a spot, I just got up there and played. If I got beat for $200 at forty a game I would shake his hand and say thanks for the game. I did beat a few good players at Banks. I probably played two speeds above my One Pocket game back then.

I didn't let it bother me if a guy was a nit. I tried to make a game with him anyway, one he felt comfortable with. You get more games with honey than vinegar. I would find a way to sweet talk them to play me, even if it was $5 Eight Ball. I just wanted to play back then. I wasn't trying to make a living any more playing pool, just play and have fun. Kind of Filipino style, they love to play! And so do I.

To this day I will take on a tough game just to be in action. I rarely go to the poolroom anymore but if I do I usually play someone for $25-50 a game. And believe it or not, I have a losing record these last few years. But like I said if I can play a good player and only lose a small amount, that's my entertainment. I'm not even a shortstop anymore except maybe at Banks and a lot of guys can beat me at that game too.

I've played several members of AZ Billiards at my home and at tournaments, and have lost more than I won, but I still love to play. But hey that's me and you're you, so good luck with the nits! :thumbup:

The forum is always a better place when you have time to post here... :thumbup::thumbup::thumbup::thumbup:
 
Forgive my rant. It's long. I'm frustrated. I've been playing this game for 30 years. I love this game. I love playing for money but I'm one of those rare birds that happens to be an excellent player and yet will still play for fun, not only for money. I don't care, I just want to play. I'll teach a beginner or intermediate player for free if he covers the table time. I play for the sake of the game. My guiding principle in pool is, ala Gelett Burges, "It is in the blood of genius to love play for its own sake, and whether one uses one's skill on thrones or women, swords or pens, gold or fame, the game's the thing."

But lately I've been bombarded with what can only be called "A Mongrel Horde of NITS". Here is just a minuscule sample:

1. A guy comes into our pool room last month and beats up on one of our C- beginners. The kid happens to be a friend of mine and I tell him to quit, the game is no good. The other guy is obviously laying down and trapping my friend. He's so obvious I am able to tell the kid what shot the guy is going to "miss" and where both the cue and object balls are gonna end up. So my friend gets wise, listens to me, and quits $40 down. Cheap lesson right? So I challenge the guy for a measly $20 a game. He automatically asks for the seven and the break and won't play without the spot! Then he says he will call a guy! For $20 a game?!?!? I tell him if he's gotta call a guy for $20 he's got problems and should just take up corn hole instead, but to go ahead and call the guy. It happens to be someone I've beaten to death years ago so I know it ain't gonna happen. Where is the HEART?

2. On four separate occasions in the last month I've had four different players quit on me in the middle of a set. Now, thankfully I got paid. They didn't air me. But what kind of eunuch does it take to just say, "Screw it. I can't win, take my money?" One guy I can almost understand, he had lost one set already and was down 11 to 1 getting a ton of weight and hadn't had a makable shot since the first game (which he won). But the other guys just quit after a few racks. What makes it worse is every one of these guys BARKED AT ME for a game and then begged for a spot. I never asked one of them. I didn't challenge them. But they quit before the game was over. Where's the HEART?

3. The barking leads me to my next example. For a year now scores of guys come into the pool room (or run up to me when I visit other places) and say "You wanna play for some?" Sure I reply. The next words out of their mouths? You guessed it: "What will you give me?" Most have never seen me, don't know me, never heard of me, have no idea if I can make a ball!! WTF? But I'm game and I usually offer the last two in 9 Ball or 9-8 one pocket etc. It's not enough, they run and go ask someone else. I'm not against lesser players getting a spot nor asking for one. I give them all the time. But since when is it acceptable to challenge someone you don't know and then immediately ask for a huge spot? Contrast this with a kid who works at the place where I usually go. I walk in, see him practicing (he's learning) and I say I'll give you 7-2 games in eight ball, I'll shoot one handed. This kid knows me. He knows how I play. He's watched me play one handed for hours. He immediately pulls out a $20 bill and says "Let's go". He loses, pays, says "I'm getting that back from you very soon." He's not a player, but he's got something these other NITS don't: HEART. And I figure the next time he gets that spot he's gonna rob me and I'm gonna be just fine with that. And I won't change the spot, I'll just keep trying to beat him because he earned it.

4. A regular who likes to gamble but fits the profile described in #3 keeps asking for a game. This guy can play. He can run out regularly. He's not helpless. He's a player. Get the idea? But play even? Nooooo! Finally he barks at me enough and I say, "I'll play you even, then we can adjust after a couple sets." He cusses, complains, whines and then finally agrees. We play one set, he loses, unscrews and whines for thirty minutes about needing a spot. Pays me and leaves. Two nights ago he comes back, begs for a game and a spot, gets one from me and then backs out because I wanna play by the game rather than sets. He finally agrees but wants to play too cheap. Eventually he agrees to enough money for me to miss sleep and stay to play. Then the whining begins. First he whines about 10 Ball rules. Then he whines because he supposedly thought the last two was the same as having the nine ball (who doesn't know that??). Then he whines when he fouls on a jump shot and says he didn't hit the cue ball but I show him the OBVIOUS scuff mark on the cue ball caused by his phenolic tip. Lastly, he goes ballistic when I three foul him. I told him in three separate games he was on two fouls and he said ok, and carefully made sure he didn't foul. The last time he made contact but scratched and then swears he has "never heard of any three foul rule" and doesn't believe ANYONE ever plays that way and quits! Then he whines when I tell him he's persona non grata and will never get another game with me because I'm not playing with a whiny NIT who cheats and then needs me to access the WPA web site with my iPhone to prove a rule. Where is the HEART?

5. A road player comes into our place this past Sunday. He's stalking the room and my buddy asks, " You looking for a game?" He says yes in either banks or one pocket. My friend plays neither but I bite. I agree to one hole but he says, nah I want to play banks. I tell him this ain't Kentucky. He laughs and everything appears to be on the way to a game. Banks ain't my thing. I'm barely competent frankly. You won't see me on a road trip to Ohio or Kentucky any time in the foreseeable future. But what the heck. I get my cue, agree to play and go hit a few banks to loosen my arm. The guy backs out. Says he ain't slept in three days and just got back from Tennessee (which ain't far by the way). So I say, we can go cheap, just $20 a game. He gets his girlfriend and puts his tail between his legs and runs. This guy ain't a world beater. He's a low level shortstop but HE'S A ROAD PLAYER about to match up with a guy who hasn't played banks seriously since the Bush administration and wasn't any good then. WTF? Where is the HEART?

6. This is the last one I promise. Two guys have started frequenting our room. They usually have some friends with them. One of them keeps telling his buds how good he is and that he's gonna hustle everyone there eventually. He keeps asking us if we know this phantom world beater and then describes him: yep you guessed it, he's describing himself. Anyway he flashes money to his buds, talks trash. It's all BS. We all know it. Every time we ask him to gamble he's got an excuse. Anyway, I'm going to get a beer and he meets me with his friends in tow and says, "Let's go, five hundred a rack!" I say sorry pal, I only got four hundred on me but if you wanna go for $100 that's fine by me. He gives the typical BS, "That ain't enough." So I go get my best friend there who has a trunk full and he tells the guy that he will play him. Guy says no, he wants me. Ok, my friend will back me. Again, we know he's full of it but it's a matter of principle now. We razz this guy relentlessly and his own friends start in on him. Yet he's still coming in almost every night talking smack and never playing. NO HEART.

When did all these HEARTLESS NITS start coming to pool rooms and where did they come from?

I'm tired of NITS.

Do you feel better now you have that off your chest?

The worlds full of them, always has been.

Don't let it get you down.
 
Great lengthy rant. I enjoyed it. We all know guys like that. What I don't understand is how these guys think they will get better if they don't play better players. Make an affordable wager and if you lose chalk it up to the cost of a lesson. If you have been observant during the game you will come away learning something by playing the better player and that, my friend, is money in YOUR pocket. The key phrase in the wager is affordable.
 
Love it

I read this in Peter Griffin's voice and thoroughly enjoyed it.

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In your opening remarks you say you don't care about the amount of the bet and will even play for fun. But then you criticize the "nits" who want to play cheap. So which is it, fun or money?

When I got back into playing years ago after a long layoff, I was ready to play for fun or money, just to play pool. I would play just as hard for $2 a game as I would for $100. I just wanted to play my best and win. Of course by then I didn't really need the money as much as when I was younger.

That was a period in my life where I truly enjoyed playing pool, ready to take on all comers and bet small or big. I was just a shortstop too, but it took a good player to beat me back then and I liked the challenge of playing someone good. I NEVER asked for a spot, I just got up there and played. If I got beat for $200 at forty a game I would shake his hand and say thanks for the game. I did beat a few good players at Banks. I probably played two speeds above my One Pocket game back then.

I didn't let it bother me if a guy was a nit. I tried to make a game with him anyway, one he felt comfortable with. You get more games with honey than vinegar. I would find a way to sweet talk them to play me, even if it was $5 Eight Ball. I just wanted to play back then. I wasn't trying to make a living any more playing pool, just play and have fun. Kind of Filipino style, they love to play! And so do I.

To this day I will take on a tough game just to be in action. I rarely go to the poolroom anymore but if I do I usually play someone for $25-50 a game. And believe it or not, I have a losing record these last few years. But like I said if I can play a good player and only lose a small amount, that's my entertainment. I'm not even a shortstop anymore except maybe at Banks and a lot of guys can beat me at that game too.

I've played several members of AZ Billiards at my home and at tournaments, and have lost more than I won, but I still love to play. But hey that's me and you're you, so good luck with the nits! :thumbup:

Jay,

First off I've always admired you and have nothing but the utmost respect for you. Thanks for all you've done over the years for the game. And Renfro is right, the forum is much better when you're around.

I'm no writer so I'm not always clear. For that I apologize. I tried not to make that post too long and therefore it wasn't detailed enough. I left some stuff out that may have prevented confusion.

Nah, the money ain't really an issue at all. The issue is really a matter of WHO and HOW rather than HOW MUCH.

As I said in my first post I'd just as soon play for fun or teach newbies for table time or two bucks a game giving a huge spot or if they ain't got no money I'll do it for free. There's an old war horse who used to be a good player in our area. He can't even bend over the table any more and he's damn near blind but he still loves to play. He seems helpless to young hotshots but he still robs them. I could watch that for hours and often do. This old fart couldn't compete with me under any normal circumstances and I'll give him the world just to see if I can do it. We usually break even and I've never taken a dime from him. He's on a fixed income, got health problems and can't play for more than $2 a game but I'll do it and never think about it because he's priceless to me. For two a game I just let loose and fire at stuff I'd usually play safe with and he loves it. It reminds him of better days and frankly he'd pay me to watch me shoot. And I don't mind the occasional $10 I lose to him to entertain and hear his banter and stories and jokes. If I had to I would lose more. So money is NOT the issue.

These individuals I'm ranting about just have a certain WAY of doing things that's just gotten on my last nerve. They come in with a swagger that doesn't match their game. They challenge social players who don't even know how to make a bridge and shark them to death just to get them to play. But if someone who can make three balls in a row shows up they either run scared or start in on them for weight.

One of my examples was the guy robbing my C- friend. This kid hasn't been playing a year. But he will play me for money and I ain't the one asking. I'd play him for fun but he wants the pressure. He just wants to play for a little, just enough. Usually I give him the 6 out and the break in 10 ball, teach as we go and at the most he pays my tab. He's got character, heart, and some natural talent. He has the right, IMO, to ask for whatever he wants.

But the NIT who robbed him was just hustling someone that he knew didn't have a chance. When I showed up and started explaining it to my friend I told him to get a spot. He tried. The guy wouldn't even consider it. The guy just wanted to up the bet and rob him some more. But when I stepped up and said I'd play him for $20 (the same amount he was trying to get from my friend) he starts begging for the 7 and break. This guy didn't know me. His excuse was that if I'm willing to say $20 a game I must be too good for him but he was doing the same thing to a kid who can't play, no spot of any kind was even a consideration. He won't play me without the spot, no way!!! When I finally say ok, get out the quarter and say call it, he backs out and says he will call someone to play me. Frankly, calling someone for $20 seems ridiculous to me. Had I said a thousand I could understand but $20? Really?

I think the other example that confused was the whiner. A little history here might help. This guy has burned himself with almost every player in the area with similar antics. He's a good player. He is always a run out threat. He is capable of stringing racks. He's no weak player needing a ton of weight to make a fair game. He usually comes in our room extremely late. He's young, he can take the late night stuff. I usually want to go home by the time he comes around and always let someone else play him. But he burned everyone in some way and finally I play him. I grew up playing straight pool and when I'm tired I prefer eight ball. So the first time we played eight ball even and he lost the set by one stinking game yet started in on me about weight. He quits. I told him before we started that we could adjust after a couple sets but I don't even get the chance to offer him the break or games on the wire or anything for a second set because he just whines and leaves in a huff.

So this last encounter I had with him had that context. He barks for action, gets some weight, and then pulls even more crap. He wants to play long sets for $200. I'm tired and really just want to go home but since I believe in giving a guy a chance to get his previous losses back I still play. But I don't want to get into a long set with a guy who's very likely to take me hill-hill. So I say play by the game for basically the same amount overall. He comes back with $2 a game. I'm sorry but that's insulting. Finally he agrees to $10 a game. So that's what I meant by "enough to lose sleep and play".

Either way I did not mean to give the impression that it's the amount that I'm complaining about. If any of these guys or anyone else wants to play cheap that's fine. I just can't stand braying like a jackass and then proving you're are indeed one by your actions.
 
I like to play $5 a game 9 ball - $10 - 20 a game one pocket.

If that makes me a nit so be it.

Ken
 
The 'art' of matching-up is mostly gone from pool.
Gambling or hustlin was a big part of the game.
You're lucky to have people asking you to play at all.
As BB said, not many players looking to gamble around our way.
I love when someone asks me to play. I now have an edge in making a game.
Soo, they are trying to get the best of it ( thats what they are supposed to do ).
Its your job to 'manage' them into thinking they have the best of it.
Gambling or hustlin pool is about people management....if you want to win.
Smile, tell'em how good they play, that you might need the spot...not them.
You're making the matching up process adversarial instead of 'friendly'.
I love the process. Its a battle of wits, not nits.
It can take minutes, hours, days, weeks,etc. If you dont like it, play for fun.
Im still trying to get BB to give up the hand-span. Its only been 20+ years....still going.
Good luck
 
The 'art' of matching-up is mostly gone from pool.
Gambling or hustlin was a big part of the game.
You're lucky to have people asking you to play at all.
As BB said, not many players looking to gamble around our way.
I love when someone asks me to play. I now have an edge in making a game.
Soo, they are trying to get the best of it ( thats what they are supposed to do ).
Its your job to 'manage' them into thinking they have the best of it.
Gambling or hustlin pool is about people management....if you want to win.
Smile, tell'em how good they play, that you might need the spot...not them.
You're making the matching up process adversarial instead of 'friendly'.
I love the process. Its a battle of wits, not nits.
It can take minutes, hours, days, weeks,etc. If you dont like it, play for fun.
Im still trying to get BB to give up the hand-span. Its only been 20+ years....still going.
Good luck

I've been playing for thirty years. I played in local money games and tourneys when I was eleven. Matching up ain't a problem for me and I don't need education on the topic. The trouble these types of guys don't want to match up. They walk up to a complete stranger, bark for a game, get one, and then ask for weight. They don't even usually ask for anything specific (though some do and it's usually something stupid). They ordinarily just ask, "What'll you gimme?" When they're offered the eight or last two etc. they run away and go to some other guy and do the same.

I do get what you're saying though about making them think they're getting the nuts. I recently played a pool room regular who kept at me so I gave him a 7-3 set of eight ball and let him break and take BIH whether he made a ball or not. He thought that was the world but in reality it was to my advantage. He can't usually run out so it was merely getting crap out of my way. He wised up to it and then I gave him the 4 and break in 9-ball. Same thing really. He rarely got out to the four so it was like playing with just the break.

That was hustling I admit and I ain't got no problem with folks hustling. I've done my fair share so it'd be hypocritical to object. However, I think much of what you're describing assumes at least some amount of rapport among players. In that case it's golden.
 
At the pool hall I played at during graduate school, there was a player named Oren (no last name, please) who had been given the nickname "Streptocarpus" by the manager because Oren had a heart the size of a streptocarpus seed. Here's what a bunch of seeds look like (from wikipedia):

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Anyway, Oren and I played about even, but he was never willing to play. Finally out of boredom I offered to spot him the safe 8 or some such for $5 a game. Oren agreed to play! Excitement in the pool hall! We got a table and I flipped for the first break, and Oren won the toss. Streptocarpus then quit before the first break.
 
All you gotta do is ask!! Just got back from First Break. I can't believe how dead that place is now for serious players.

After the battle you gave me last time?! Seriously? Like I am gonna go looking for that kinda struggle!:grin-square:
 
You got the hand span...but I don't play for money anymore.
I quit as I was typing this response.

The 'art' of matching-up is mostly gone from pool.
Gambling or hustlin was a big part of the game.
You're lucky to have people asking you to play at all.
As BB said, not many players looking to gamble around our way.
I love when someone asks me to play. I now have an edge in making a game.
Soo, they are trying to get the best of it ( thats what they are supposed to do ).
Its your job to 'manage' them into thinking they have the best of it.
Gambling or hustlin pool is about people management....if you want to win.
Smile, tell'em how good they play, that you might need the spot...not them.
You're making the matching up process adversarial instead of 'friendly'.
I love the process. Its a battle of wits, not nits.
It can take minutes, hours, days, weeks,etc. If you dont like it, play for fun.
Im still trying to get BB to give up the hand-span. Its only been 20+ years....still going.
Good luck
 
Well, I think you're getting ready to tilt and go off to them.
Don't lose your temper while negotiating.
I got straightened out on that by a tough road player.

I did make a score with a nit once....'cause I knew his gambling habits from playing poker
in a game he went to regularly.
If he got up money early....he left early....if he got stuck, he'd go off.
So I gave him too much on a snooker table....my friends said I was crazy.
I told them he won't let me go off 'cause he wants a win too badly.

First time I play, he wins the first game, I win the second and he quit.
Next time, he wins first two, I win the third...he quit.
Next time, he won the first three.....and quit.

About the fifth time we played, I made every thing I shot at, and he lost a couple thou.
I beat him only three times in twelve starts....and he's stuck thousands in that game.

A lot of nits can only win small....but they can lose large.

The real scores are the problem gamblers who just can't quit because they know they are supposed to win. Playing the lemon a little or just having that higher gear available is what wins me a lot. Just the other day I played a guy for about 6 hours. He was up 3 sets for 150. I wasn't shooting my best and wasn't really laying down. I knew it I wanted to go home winner and not wake up with that sick feeling in my gut I had to step up. I asked to raise bet to 100 a set. Then I won the next 5. By the last 3 sets I was not missing anything. Running around the table. Ending up 350 winner. For me I hate losing even more than I love winning.
 
I read this in Peter Griffin's voice and thoroughly enjoyed it.

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That's funny right there I don't care who you are! However, I want everyone to know for certain that unlike Griffin I DO NOT look like I have a pair of testicles for a chin.
 
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