An attack of nostalgia

Tap tap tap....

I think this might be a top 10 thread for me.....

The beginning for me was watching a 5 railer on a bar box to
A spot the size of a silver dollar.......

The world of possibility, and the challenge to get there opened up
From there.... the hook was set!

Too many great posts here to list, but thanks to all for sharing.

Td
 
Dick still lives in Dallas but doesn't play at all anymore.

Dick Lane! He once had the reputation as a VERY slow 14.1 player, but the only videos I ever saw of him, he was playing under a shot clock and did quite well when forced to play at normal speed.
 
Dick Lane! He once had the reputation as a VERY slow 14.1 player, but the only videos I ever saw of him, he was playing under a shot clock and did quite well when forced to play at normal speed.
At one time i believe he was pretty slow but picked his pace up over time. I saw him play a lot of 9b and he never seemed slow. In his earlier 14.1 days he had a rep. for being a tad leisurely.
 
I met Dick Lane there, as well as Don Owen of OB cues and John Guffey. I think I met Randy Jones shortly after that when I was hanging around OKC playing pool. The best player in school at that time was Tom Fisher from St. Louis, who became a noteworthy gambler. Tom was a top poker player who moved to Vegas a few years later and became one of the best high limit players and a great sports handicapper - he teamed up with David Baxter - who were able to move the line with their big bets. Tom made millions in Vegas playing poker and Gin Rummy, betting sports and shooting golf. It took a pro to beat him on a par three course, and even they didn't have to like it. Tom has since passed away.

Certainly brings back memories. Thanks Jay. Tom was very good at everything. He took the gambling subculture in Norman by storm.
 
A life lesson from the pool room

I am pleased and flattered by the many responses to my original post.
Pool rooms and the characters that haunt them can provide fond memories that stay with you forever. One day, there were about twelve of such characters including me hanging out when a reporter from the Boston Globe came in and said he was doing an article for the paper on 3 cushion billiards and wanted someone to pose for a shot of someones hands and the 3 balls used in the game. No face shot, just the hands and the balls. Given that I was the only joker in the room wearing a suit, I was drafted to be the one for the picture.
About 6 weeks later the article was published with a large photo of my hands and a cue poised over the balls.
For the longest time after that, every time I came into the poolroom some bozo would say something like "Hey, Boston Shorty, was in looking for a game with the hot shot whose picture was in the paper"
For survival purposes I would need to respond with saying "when Shorty finds out it was me he will be asking for a weight".
I don't know who enjoyed it more; me or the boys but it always was good for a laugh.
 
Wee hours of the morning and ruminating over a game that has had me hooked for over 70 years. I was twelve when I first looked through the window of a neighborhood pool room. As a kid they would not let me in but even through the window I was all in. Did not know then nor do I know now why it grabbed me but i suspect it's similar to a child who sees a guitar and something deep inside kicks in and begins that life long love affair. I'm 82 and still enthralled when I see a subtle move or action that has escaped me all these years. I've met and interacted with giants in the business world. Nice but no big deal. Same in other sports. Played golf a few time where in a charity event golf scramble I got paired with Casey Jones of the Celtics, Bobby Orr and Derek Sanderson of the Bruins. No doubt, that was cool but a picture of myself taken with The Iceman at the billiards expo is the one I have on my wall. If I had an occasion to have a beer or a chat with Earl Strickland or the Magician, that would be super cool. That is not to say that all pool pros are cool Have interacted with pros from the N. E. area that are obnoxious. They shall go unnamed and besides, I'm digressing.
One last thing, I have no natural ability for pool nor for any other sport. I suck as an athlete. I had to work my ass off to get proficient at the game I love but it was a beautiful trip and even at 82, I still shoot pretty good stick. It has been a great trip
Great post / thread!!
 
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