African American Pool Players

The desire to maintain anonymity? I can't agree with that one. NOBODY has anonymity anymore due to the internet. I've heard stories of guys walking in to bars in the middle of nowhere and having someone there looking them up on the internet to gauge their speed. ANONYMITY is gone for everybody. I guess if your only goal is to hustle a few dollars off of someone than anonymity may still mean something but to all the other players I don't think this means much.

Thanks for your well-considered and well-written response. I agree that in today's information age anonymity is dead for everybody. My point was that it goes double for African American players and in fact, that anonymity was dead for African American players long before the explosion of the internet simply because we visually stand out.

I am by no means a top player, but I can tell you that my recognition factor has been absolutely HUGE everyplace that I've played in the States. On the first night of my VERY FIRST road trip (in '99) I ran a small package on a player by the name of Tim at Chelsea Billiards in Manhattan, and by the next evening I couldn't make a game with a B player at the Golden Cue in Queens because he had already gotten the wire about "the tall black kid with the glasses." A couple years later I got knocked at a tournament by Frankie Hernandez and another guy who had heard about some results in Puerto Rico. They didn't know many details, but knowing that it was "the tall black kid with the glasses from somewhere in the Caribbean" was enough. Imagine how much more so this would be for an African American player who shoots at pro or high shortstop speed!

A couple years ago, a well-known and respected top player originally from the NY/Connecticut area was sneaked into a local (but lucrative) tournament in St. Thomas under the name 'Hector'. I wasn't there, as I was away from the game at that time, but days later when I got the action report about how the guy played, I was able to tentatively identify him by asking about what his stroke looked like, and eventually he was positively ID'ed by the tattoos on his hands/wrists. Still, I was only able to make an initial guess because I had some knowledge of the East Coast pool scene. Now--imagine how much easier that task of identification would have been if the player had the same tournament history and was Black!
 
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Cool response VIProfessor..., I think you hit it head on.

I think that the APA has allowed people of limited skill to enjoy the game by being ablt to compete, that might bring in some young players that add to the color of the canvase as many of the APA amature players do have kids. Will those kids play pool, I hope so, we need new blood to keep our game alive.
 
Thanks for your well-considered and well-written response. I agree that in today's information age anonymity is dead for everybody. My point was that it goes double for African American players and in fact, that anonymity was dead for African American players long before the explosion of the internet simply because we visually stand out.

I am by no means a top player, but I can tell you that my recognition factor has been absolutely HUGE everyplace that I've played in the States. On the first night of my VERY FIRST road trip (in '99) I ran a small package on a player by the name of Tim at Chelsea Billiards in Manhattan, and by the next evening I couldn't make a game with a B player at the Golden Cue in Queens because he had already gotten the wire about "the tall black kid with the glasses." A couple years later I got knocked at a tournament by Frankie Hernandez and another guy who had heard about some results in Puerto Rico. They didn't know many details, but knowing that it was "the tall black kid with the glasses from somewhere in the Caribbean" was enough. Imagine how much more so this would be for an African American player who shoots at pro or high shortstop speed!

A couple years ago, a well-known and respected top player originally from the NY/Connecticut area was sneaked into a local (but lucrative) tournament in St. Thomas under the name 'Hector'. I wasn't there, as I was away from the game at that time, but days later when I got the action report about how the guy played, I was able to tentatively identify him by asking about what his stroke looked like, and eventually he was positively ID'ed by the tattoos on his hands/wrists. Still, I was only able to make an initial guess because I had some knowledge of the East Coast pool scene. Now--imagine how much easier that task of identification would have been if the player had the same tournament history and was Black!

Nobody can argue with you about black players standing out in a crowd. I'm sure this made it difficult for them to get a game in the past. However, going forward this isn't much of a consideration since everybody that is anybody is now known or can be after just a few mouse clicks.

If you want to remain anonymous be like me - maintain your mediocrity and hide out in your basement.:( If you don't do those two things you will be known.
 
West Coast

Billy Plamer can play any game at pro speed, havent heard anything from him in a few years
 
Admittedly off-topic, but congrats Uwate on your sterling performance at the U.S. Amateur Championship this weekend. Great result to take third! :thumbup:
 
I'm glad someone mentioned Ike Runnels, Mark Tadd, Billy Palmer and Joey Barnes. I also see mention of Cannonball, who was a great player at all games. An old timer once told me that Cannonball showed up at a national Straight Pool championship in the 50's and challenged all the champions to play any game with him, and got turned down.

One other player that should not be overlooked is BUGS! Big, tall and quiet, when he walked into a room it got real quiet quick. Everyone knew the great Bugs (aka Leonard Rucker) was in the house! Well before my time there was a man in New York named James Evans, who was supposedly the equal of the great Ralph Greenleaf. In fact Greenleaf used to go up to Evans' poolroom in Harlem to gamble with him and keep his game sharp. Supposedly he was the only man, besides Ponzi, who would gamble with Greenleaf.
 
I found the article I was looking for about Edgar White a/k/a "Shake and Bake," which appeared in the January 1981 edition of The National Billiard News. Here's some interesting tidbits from the article:

"Shake and Bake" proved to be no chicken when it came to 9-ball. Wearing a short-sleeved blue knit shirt with dark blue letters spelling out the phrase "Shake 'n Bake" emblazoned above the pocket, Edgar White of Detroit walked away with the biggest prize in the second annual World 9-ball Pro-Am last week.

The affable White, sporting a goatee and a smile seemingly as wide as the expanse of the Grand Canyon, defeated "Little Al" Romero of Torrance, California, for $15,500...held at the Tropicana Hotel in Las Vegas.

"A friend of mine, he's deceased now, gave me that nickname about 15 years ago, and it stuck...I was in Arlington, Virginia, in a money game, and I couldn't make a ball. My friend jumped up and yelled out, 'C'mon, shake and bake.' It got me back in stroke, and I ended up winning."

He was machine-like in his precision as he roared back from a 3-0 first set deficit to defeat Romero. White was eight balls from losing the first set, and then performed a complete reversal to capture eight succsesive games and the championship. "I played very, very steady. I played the best I've ever played," White said candidly following the match. "Every time I needed to get out, I got out. Do you know that Al was a 5-1 favorite?," White asked, referring to the betting odds prior to the start of the finals.

There are times in any sporting event that it seems one player has an aura around him that identifies him early on as a winner. Edgar became the audience favorite as he very deftly carved his way through a tournament which saw the likes of players Louis Roberts, Richie Ambrose, Mike Massey, Ed Kelly, Al Romero, Lou Butera, Ronnie Allen, Larry Hubbart, Jim Rempe, Dan Louie, Jimmy Reid, and Mike Sigel. With an infecuous smile and an adominatable spirit, Edgar seemed to be walking two feet off the floor through the three-day event which began on December 1, 1980.


Shake and Bake made the front cover of The National Billiard News, as depicted below.
 

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I'm glad someone mentioned Ike Runnels, Mark Tadd, Billy Palmer and Joey Barnes. I also see mention of Cannonball, who was a great player at all games. An old timer once told me that Cannonball showed up at a national Straight Pool championship in the 50's and challenged all the champions to play any game with him, and got turned down.

One other player that should not be overlooked is BUGS! Big, tall and quiet, when he walked into a room it got real quiet quick. Everyone knew the great Bugs (aka Leonard Rucker) was in the house! Well before my time there was a man in New York named James Evans, who was supposedly the equal of the great Ralph Greenleaf. In fact Greenleaf used to go up to Evans' poolroom in Harlem to gamble with him and keep his game sharp. Supposedly he was the only man, besides Ponzi, who would gamble with Greenleaf.


Evans was known for spotting ANYONE except Greenleaf on a 5 x 10 with tight pockets...that offer included Mosconi, although I don't think he ever took him up on it. He spotted many of the top pros in the 30's and 40's 15 balls in 125 point game and usually won. On a 5 x10 with tight pockets and slow cloth that's a good spot.
 
I found the article I was looking for about Edgar White a/k/a "Shake and Bake," which appeared in the January 1981 edition of The National Billiard News. Here's some interesting tidbits from the article:

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Shake and Bake made the front cover of The National Billiard News, as depicted below.

Hi Jen!

Is that your "I love me!" wall in the background? (I see your photo ID and various clippings/snippets.)

:p :D

J/K,
-Sean
 
Hi Jen!

Is that your "I love me!" wall in the background? (I see your photo ID and various clippings/snippets.)

:p :D

J/K,
-Sean

Yikes! I hadn't noticed that. I took that photo a long time ago. That's my vendor badge to get into the back door of Federal Government buildings. Never leave home without it, unless you want to stand in line and get frisked. :p
 
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