Another Gambler's Story

Grady

Pro Player
I moved to Oklahoma City in late 1969. Around that time, Buddy Hall and Eddie “The Hat” Burton were there, along with Norman Hitchcock who played just like Buddy…maybe better. The action was at Chester Truelove’s place at 50th and May. Chester was a hard working decent man but perhaps the tightest individual I have ever known. Case in point: One time Steve Cook comes through town and I’m the only guy who can play him even up One Pocket. So, Chester calls me up, I come down, bet my own money, and win $800. I tipped Chester $100 whereupon he asked me for the dime he spent calling me.
But, I digress. This story is about Eddie Glans (Might not be the right spelling.). Eddie weighed more than five hundred pounds but he was a giant of a man in other ways. He staked Buddy and Norman. Here are some facts about Eddie:
1. Any time you beat Eddie, playing anything, if you liked he’d lay you six to five on the money for everything you had. There used to be a guy around OKC called “One Percent Bill” who as his name suggests would really bet high if he thought he had any the best of it. Eddie kept this poor guy broke for a long time.
2. Eddie loved golf and he would make a game with you for $500 or $1000 a hole. But, Eddie couldn’t hit the ball over any water, so if a water hole came up, he just conceded the hole.
3. Eddie would calculate the odds of you breaking and running a rack of 9 Ball. So, let’s suppose that he figures that it’s 30 to 1 against Willie Bet More to break and run out. If “Willie” has $2000 in his pocket and he bets it, he gets $60,000 cash if he breaks and runs out.
4. He made me empty my pockets once. I had $1200. He bet me I wouldn’t make a spot shot. I made it, but it wobbled going in.
5. In a nice way, Eddie would figure out what kind of bank roll you had. Then, if he ever asked you to raise the bet when you had enough money, if you said no, he was through with you for life.
6. Eddie would get robbed once a year. When I asked him about this, here’s what he said, “Grady, I’m a lucky man. I don’t mind helping anybody out, even thieves. I haven’t been a saint myself. But, they better hold it to once a year, or I’ll find out who they are, easily and have them eliminated”.
Eddie was a great man for action and for young pool players like us to be around. Any time he came around, there was going to be big time professional action. I loved Eddie for teaching me much about gambling and about life and I still miss him. He was one of a kind.
 
Grady, these stories you post are great and much appreciated.

Not sure if it's been mentioned before or not, but have you considered writing a book? You could perhaps also mention your work in Color of Money and any behind-the-scenes pool-related stuff.
 
Grady, your stories are great to hear. Keep them coming and if you are so inclined, consider telling us two more pool stories, one story in which it was your personal greatest triumph that you got the most satisfaction from (not necessarily your greatest score) and the worst story that you are able to tell in this forum that was and remains your darkest moment in pool.

Warm Regards,
Your friend,
JoeyA
 
Norman Hitchcock

Grady said:
I moved to Oklahoma City in late 1969. Around that time, Buddy Hall and Eddie “The Hat” Burton were there, along with Norman Hitchcock who played just like Buddy…maybe better. The action was at Chester Truelove’s place at 50th and May. Chester was a hard working decent man but perhaps the tightest individual I have ever known. Case in point: One time Steve Cook comes through town and I’m the only guy who can play him even up One Pocket. So, Chester calls me up, I come down, bet my own money, and win $800. I tipped Chester $100 whereupon he asked me for the dime he spent calling me.
But, I digress. This story is about Eddie Glans (Might not be the right spelling.). Eddie weighed more than five hundred pounds but he was a giant of a man in other ways. He staked Buddy and Norman. Here are some facts about Eddie:
1. Any time you beat Eddie, playing anything, if you liked he’d lay you six to five on the money for everything you had. There used to be a guy around OKC called “One Percent Bill” who as his name suggests would really bet high if he thought he had any the best of it. Eddie kept this poor guy broke for a long time.
2. Eddie loved golf and he would make a game with you for $500 or $1000 a hole. But, Eddie couldn’t hit the ball over any water, so if a water hole came up, he just conceded the hole.
3. Eddie would calculate the odds of you breaking and running a rack of 9 Ball. So, let’s suppose that he figures that it’s 30 to 1 against Willie Bet More to break and run out. If “Willie” has $2000 in his pocket and he bets it, he gets $60,000 cash if he breaks and runs out.
4. He made me empty my pockets once. I had $1200. He bet me I wouldn’t make a spot shot. I made it, but it wobbled going in.
5. In a nice way, Eddie would figure out what kind of bank roll you had. Then, if he ever asked you to raise the bet when you had enough money, if you said no, he was through with you for life.
6. Eddie would get robbed once a year. When I asked him about this, here’s what he said, “Grady, I’m a lucky man. I don’t mind helping anybody out, even thieves. I haven’t been a saint myself. But, they better hold it to once a year, or I’ll find out who they are, easily and have them eliminated”.
Eddie was a great man for action and for young pool players like us to be around. Any time he came around, there was going to be big time professional action. I loved Eddie for teaching me much about gambling and about life and I still miss him. He was one of a kind.
Grady, Me and a friend were in OKC last Sept. and went to Trueloves pool room at 50 & may. We played Norman Hitchcock a few games of 1 pocket, and was amazed at how well he could still play for a man of his age. I have been told that he won a 1 pocket tournament in Johnson City, or Las Vegas in the early 1960's. Do you know if this true, or anything about his past pool. Thanks. Beatle.........
 
Wow good ideas

JoeyA said:
Grady, your stories are great to hear. Keep them coming and if you are so inclined, consider telling us two more pool stories, one story in which it was your personal greatest triumph that you got the most satisfaction from (not necessarily your greatest score) and the worst story that you are able to tell in this forum that was and remains your darkest moment in pool.

Warm Regards,
Your friend,
JoeyA

JoeyA -

Wished I had thought of that!

How about it Grady?

Ken
 
JoeyA said:
Grady, your stories are great to hear. Keep them coming and if you are so inclined, consider telling us two more pool stories, one story in which it was your personal greatest triumph that you got the most satisfaction from (not necessarily your greatest score) and the worst story that you are able to tell in this forum that was and remains your darkest moment in pool.

Warm Regards,
Your friend,
JoeyA

JoeyA,
GREAT idea. BUT, the trolls will be out in full force if Grady even mentions winning a match. I'll join you in flaming anyone who misbehaves.
 
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You miss those times. The people. Great line. I'll have them eliminated.
Guess times have changed. Theres only a few who go back in memory to repaint the canvas for the modern generation to view.
 
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One Eyed Tony Howard,Norman Hitchcock & Sugar Shack Johnny

Grady said:
I moved to Oklahoma City in late 1969. Around that time, Buddy Hall and Eddie “The Hat” Burton were there, along with Norman Hitchcock who played just like Buddy…maybe better. The action was at Chester Truelove’s place at 50th and May. Chester was a hard working decent man but perhaps the tightest individual I have ever known. Case in point: One time Steve Cook comes through town and I’m the only guy who can play him even up One Pocket. So, Chester calls me up, I come down, bet my own money, and win $800. I tipped Chester $100 whereupon he asked me for the dime he spent calling me....

This is probably my last post for awhile, (I'm having a knee replacement tomorrow) so Grady's thread is a good one to respond to. I too went to OK city in the early 70's (I think) and hung around Truelove's pool room. Anyway One-Eyed Tony Howard from Hazard, KY was still alive at the time and he was playing there too. I was on the road with the famous tush-hog Sugar Shack Johnny Novak, but OK city at that time was still the scariest place I was ever in. There was a "range" war between the North side and South side stick-up gangs and Sugar and I were in the middle of it. Everybody had a gun but us. A bad gunman named Boatware had stolen my Ginacue and Sugar Shack was terrorizing all the bars in town trying to find him and get the cue back. I knew how dangerous Boatware was and my nerves were in a constant state of shock. For some reason it didnt affect my pool game, as a matter of fact I never played better in my life! It's probably something a psychiatrist should study and look into. Finally Boatware shows up at Trueloves and his has nine more brutes from the gang with him. They all had cue butts and black jacks and Boatware had a 38 cal. long. I figured this was it, maybe I could escape with a few broken bones. To speed this up, Boatware called to Johnny, "You looking for me?" Johnny's reply, "Yes, I certainly am. I want that cue stick back!" Boatware opened his shirt and flashed the 38 in his pants. Boatware, "You ready to die for it?" Sugar Shack, "Show me a bullet!" Crazy as Boatware was, he realized Sugar was even nuttier, so he took another path. Among the nine brutes was a famous tush-hog from Arkansas named Dennis Parker. He was about 6'4" and weighed about 240 lbs. Boatware, "You want the cuestick? He got it." pointing to Dennis Parker. Goofy as Sugar Shack was, fighting some gorilla was a better option than trying to outrun a 38 slug. Sugar Shack, "You mean all I got to do to get the cuestick is whip him? OK, I'll meet him anywhere he wants, just him and me and we will fight to the death for that cuestick!" Now big Dennis was no coward, but sanity was now starting to infect these lunatics. Fighting "to the death" for a piece of wood just didnt seem like a good idea. Boatware now sensing that move wasnt going to work either, next told Sugar to meet him out on some point on the highway about 9pm and he would give him the cuestick. I begged Johnny not to go, I said it has to be a trap, he went anyway, met Boatware, Boatware gave him the cuestick that he had stolen from me, said to meet him at this bar and he would dump his backer to us. We went and he did (about $600) and we all would up getting drunk together. To close, now that all the horror was over, and the town was tame again, Sugar Shack wanted to leave, so we went back to Florida.
About the part that all that fear made me play my best: Grady, you know how good 1 Eyed Tony and Hitch played, I was giving Tony Howard his scratches dont count and he was playing me 8 to 6. I was playing Hitch One pocket on that real tough pocket table 10 to 8-- me spotting him -- for thousand dollar sets! Now Tony is long dead, but Hitch is still alive to confirm my story. They were both in Trueloves when Boatware came in with his boys. Boatware was later arrested in a shoot out with police at a motel and given a long prison term.

the Beard
(I miss "The Hat" Eddie Burton)
Later y'all
 
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For those who don't know, Grady has a book out. I bought one at DCC and had him autograph it. It is full of stories about life on the road. Only available as far as I know thru Grady. It does have adult content, so if you're easily offended by adult language, or underage, this may not be the book for you to read. I enjoyed it and now have it tucked away in plastic with my Cornbread Red and Hustler Days books. thanks Grady. Sam
 
Randy Bailey said:
Grady, Me and a friend were in OKC last Sept. and went to Trueloves pool room at 50 & may. We played Norman Hitchcock a few games of 1 pocket, and was amazed at how well he could still play for a man of his age. I have been told that he won a 1 pocket tournament in Johnson City, or Las Vegas in the early 1960's. Do you know if this true, or anything about his past pool. Thanks. Beatle.........

Years ago I was on the road and happened to be in Trueloves in OKC and looking for action.
I was aware of Norman and knew he had been one hell of a player, but was well past his prime.
It was early evening and I was trying to negotiate a 9-ball game when an elderly fella approached me and looked me square inthe eye and said," you play one pocket kid?"
"A little", I replied
What do ya wnna play for kid"? Norman asks
Nervously I replied, "Whatever you think is reasonable!"
Norman says, "How about $50 a game"?
I said, "sure, lets go"!
Norman walked away and returned to his seat and stayed seated for about 15 minutes, got up and approached me again.
"You play one pocket kid"? he asks
"A little" I reply
"Well, you wanna play some" he asks again
" I told you before, yes, we could play some for $50 a game?"
Again, NOrman returned to his seat and just sat there. By now, I'm looking around the room to see if some gag was being pulled on me.
About 15 minutes goes by and sure enough, here comes Norman and he gets right in my face and Says, Hey kid, you gonna play some one pocket or not?"
I get right in his face and yell, "yea, goof ball, I told for the the3rd time, let's play!"
Old Norman sort of stepped back and rather timidly says, "you mean here and now?"
By now, I'm getting pretty steamed but not very aware and loudly reply, " for gods sake, yes right here, right now!"
"What, are NUTS Norman Yells, they have a juke box here and they let women in here, I aint playing in this place, go _____ yourslelf!"
That was my 1st run in with Norman Hitchcock.
 
ironman said:
Years ago I was on the road and happened to be in Trueloves in OKC and looking for action.
I was aware of Norman and knew he had been one hell of a player, but was well past his prime.
It was early evening and I was trying to negotiate a 9-ball game when an elderly fella approached me and looked me square inthe eye and said," you play one pocket kid?"
"A little", I replied
What do ya wnna play for kid"? Norman asks
Nervously I replied, "Whatever you think is reasonable!"
Norman says, "How about $50 a game"?
I said, "sure, lets go"!
Norman walked away and returned to his seat and stayed seated for about 15 minutes, got up and approached me again.
"You play one pocket kid"? he asks
"A little" I reply
"Well, you wanna play some" he asks again
" I told you before, yes, we could play some for $50 a game?"
Again, NOrman returned to his seat and just sat there. By now, I'm looking around the room to see if some gag was being pulled on me.
About 15 minutes goes by and sure enough, here comes Norman and he gets right in my face and Says, Hey kid, you gonna play some one pocket or not?"
I get right in his face and yell, "yea, goof ball, I told for the the3rd time, let's play!"
Old Norman sort of stepped back and rather timidly says, "you mean here and now?"
By now, I'm getting pretty steamed but not very aware and loudly reply, " for gods sake, yes right here, right now!"
"What, are NUTS Norman Yells, they have a juke box here and they let women in here, I aint playing in this place, go _____ yourslelf!"
That was my 1st run in with Norman Hitchcock.
:D That's hilarious!!!
 
Haha funny story about the repeated asking.

Great stories, this forum has so many great stories, keep them coming!
 
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