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Anyone try to hustle someone...
- Thread starter I Got Lucky
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Yup, tried to hustle a chick into bed...she hustled me into marriage, now I'm F'd for life. :frown:
yep...small one but funny. I'm sitting at a bar that I play pool for a couple nights a week. Just havin some beers had put up my stick behind the bar and was done playing for the night. In walks a lady with a stick walks straight up to me and says I wanna play you 8 ball for $20 a game. I said thats a little steep I don't play much (only 5 nights a week mind you) so let's do it for $5 a game. I beat her 5 straight and didn't shoot good because I wanted to see what she had...so then she says to me I just got paid so I would like to do a race to 5 in 9 ball for $50. I said ok; I'd been playing with a housestick; I decide then to grab my stick and play her. She's says I'm a girl so give me the breaks. I say ok that's cool; she breaks runs a 5 pack. I never got out of my seat...she says pay up sucker...I laugh and give her the money. She then left with another lady that had been sitting around watching. The bartender comes over and asks me $40...I say for what. They told him I was very good friends of theirs and I would be paying the bar tab for them... gotta laugh she got me good....also reminded the bartender don't ever take someone's word for it that I paying without checking with me... Probably the first and last time I ever tried hustlin a little...evertime I wear my hustlin shirt now I think of that night and just laugh..
LOL! Yep, you chase 'em until you get caught.
I don't remember that
It was 8 ball, and I have before. 9 ball I have only had 3 packs before. I need to work on my break its whats limiting my larger packs.
I think technically, since they were playing 9 ball... It was a 5 pack in 9 ball.
I do get confused occasionally.
I do get confused occasionally.
Ah, yes, i re-read it, yep, never done a 5 pack in 9 ball yet.. only way that will happen is if i am breaking good.
you gave the bartender $40 because he was hustled? lol cold day in hell I'd pay for someone elses mistake
Hustled
Bartender was in on the hustle... they split it up after you left:wink:
"I just got off work at the factory... man, am I tired... good thing I got paid, so I can have me some brews... hey, you wanna play some, what is it, eight ball? Stripes and solids?..
yeah, that one! Just for fun, man... I ain't no super pro or nuthin' "
Cue the "JAWS" music.... dumdumdumdumdumdum...
Bartender was in on the hustle... they split it up after you left:wink:
"I just got off work at the factory... man, am I tired... good thing I got paid, so I can have me some brews... hey, you wanna play some, what is it, eight ball? Stripes and solids?..
yeah, that one! Just for fun, man... I ain't no super pro or nuthin' "
Cue the "JAWS" music.... dumdumdumdumdumdum...
No, but I have hustled the hustler
My new strategy is to never ask to play for anything, especially in a bar. Although if someone asks, I will always oblige them. Following this strategy, I guess I would be considered hustling the hustler. I haven't yet lost in a bar. Not saying I'm a great player, but run of the mill players in bars for some reason think that they play really well, especially when they bring their own cues.
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I used to pull a drunk hustle in my younger days, but it usually backfired. Its too hard to go from dump stroke to the regular game........ :thumbup:
The best time I got hustled was by Larry Dalton in KY.
For weeks, Larry had been coming into the pool hall with these grocery bags full of cigars. Packs, singles, if it was sold in a drug store tobacco case, he had it. And the thing was he was selling them dirt cheap. Like a buck for a 5 pack kind of cheap. People would flock to him whenever he came in to get great deals on some cigars. He then started bringing in candy bars..... selling them a quarter a piece, or a couple of bucks for a box of 12. This went on for a couple of weeks, all the while Im watching him, trying to figure out how much hes been making.
So one day, Larry comes up to me and says, "Chuck, I really like that cue youre playing with"..... It was a Meucci, as they were the cue to have at the time. Larry liked it because it had the traditional look too. He offered me this proposition... Larry said that he would trade me a "garage full of cigars and candy" for the cue. Now see, I new Larry was an old hustler, and I also knew he worked at a wholesale place that did tobacco and candy. I quickly calculated in my mind the odds on whether or not it was stolen merchandise. The odds were lets just say high, but I was young, dumb and full of something..... :thumbup:
I didnt have a car at the time, so I had to enlist a buddy to help me. That meant cutting him in for half, but at the money I had Larry clocked as making, a "garage full of cigars and candy" would be worth it. So me and my buddy head over to his house in Keiths late 80s Camaro...... the perfect car for hauling cases of tobacco. :grin:
Well, we got to Larrys house, and he was not lying. He had a garage full. I smiled and handed him the cue, licking my chops at the financial windfall that was soon to come my way. After I believe 8-10 trips back and forth between Larrys house and mine, we were ready to inventory the loot. We got a pad of paper and inventoried, then figured out how much we were about to make selling this stuff.
Next Friday comes, we hit the pool hall with a couple of bags of cigars and candy..... but oddly NOBODY would buy any from us. Strange we thought, so we came back the next night. Same thing, NOBODY bought any. This trend repeated, so at that point we were both trying to sell them anywhere and everywhere we possibly could. It proved to be pretty difficult. We barely made $100 and there was approx 10k to be made. I was scratching my head trying to figure it out.
That lesson was soon to be learned from a friend of my dad. See, he owned a bunch of vending machines, and I was going to sell him the candy bars. But when he sampled one, he looked at me and asked, "How fooking old are these damn things????" . It occurred to me at that point that Larry hadnt stolen the cigars and candy at all. It was all of the old and outdated crap they were throwing away. Went home, started ripping into the boxes..... All of the cigars were crunchy feeling, and the candy bars I opened were all turning white.
So in the end, Larry sold about 1k of stuff in a couple of weeks. Then when people realized the stuff was no good, they quit buying.
Score card?
Larry:
1000 bucks
A new Meucci cue
Garage cleaned out
Chuck:
Lost his $400 cue
Only made $50 bucks, as I had to split the $100
Sore back from hauling a garage full of cigars and candy from Larrys house to mine, and then from mine to the dump........ :thumbup:
The best time I got hustled was by Larry Dalton in KY.
For weeks, Larry had been coming into the pool hall with these grocery bags full of cigars. Packs, singles, if it was sold in a drug store tobacco case, he had it. And the thing was he was selling them dirt cheap. Like a buck for a 5 pack kind of cheap. People would flock to him whenever he came in to get great deals on some cigars. He then started bringing in candy bars..... selling them a quarter a piece, or a couple of bucks for a box of 12. This went on for a couple of weeks, all the while Im watching him, trying to figure out how much hes been making.
So one day, Larry comes up to me and says, "Chuck, I really like that cue youre playing with"..... It was a Meucci, as they were the cue to have at the time. Larry liked it because it had the traditional look too. He offered me this proposition... Larry said that he would trade me a "garage full of cigars and candy" for the cue. Now see, I new Larry was an old hustler, and I also knew he worked at a wholesale place that did tobacco and candy. I quickly calculated in my mind the odds on whether or not it was stolen merchandise. The odds were lets just say high, but I was young, dumb and full of something..... :thumbup:
I didnt have a car at the time, so I had to enlist a buddy to help me. That meant cutting him in for half, but at the money I had Larry clocked as making, a "garage full of cigars and candy" would be worth it. So me and my buddy head over to his house in Keiths late 80s Camaro...... the perfect car for hauling cases of tobacco. :grin:
Well, we got to Larrys house, and he was not lying. He had a garage full. I smiled and handed him the cue, licking my chops at the financial windfall that was soon to come my way. After I believe 8-10 trips back and forth between Larrys house and mine, we were ready to inventory the loot. We got a pad of paper and inventoried, then figured out how much we were about to make selling this stuff.
Next Friday comes, we hit the pool hall with a couple of bags of cigars and candy..... but oddly NOBODY would buy any from us. Strange we thought, so we came back the next night. Same thing, NOBODY bought any. This trend repeated, so at that point we were both trying to sell them anywhere and everywhere we possibly could. It proved to be pretty difficult. We barely made $100 and there was approx 10k to be made. I was scratching my head trying to figure it out.
That lesson was soon to be learned from a friend of my dad. See, he owned a bunch of vending machines, and I was going to sell him the candy bars. But when he sampled one, he looked at me and asked, "How fooking old are these damn things????" . It occurred to me at that point that Larry hadnt stolen the cigars and candy at all. It was all of the old and outdated crap they were throwing away. Went home, started ripping into the boxes..... All of the cigars were crunchy feeling, and the candy bars I opened were all turning white.
So in the end, Larry sold about 1k of stuff in a couple of weeks. Then when people realized the stuff was no good, they quit buying.
Score card?
Larry:
1000 bucks
A new Meucci cue
Garage cleaned out
Chuck:
Lost his $400 cue
Only made $50 bucks, as I had to split the $100
Sore back from hauling a garage full of cigars and candy from Larrys house to mine, and then from mine to the dump........ :thumbup:
lol good story Chuck. the score card part was just great. :thumbup:
I have been hustled while trying to hustle many times in the 1980s and 1990s.
first big gambling match I ever had hen guy aired me with a rubber check for over 1000 but not before I first paid time as the big "winner". I was 16? years old and full of alot of learning to do.
fast forward a year or so I am playing this guy Mark down in miami. I beat him for 100 and then the next set we double it and after I beat him he says hey yknow what I know this guy at Sears. He can get you a big screen tv for $400. Already up 300 and not thinking clearly I say ok and we off we head off to Sears in his car. He walks me through the Cutler Ridge Mall in miami (now the Southland Mall) and he stops at the entrance and says, ok go ahead and give me 400 now. You gotta stay here, it would look funny to have too many people trying to talk to this guy. When I resist, he pulls out his car keys and says relax man. Here are my keys. Just wait here, ok and Ill be right back and we can go to the loading docks next and get your new tv. An hour goes by and of course no Mark. I walk back to where we parked and of course his car is gone. I go to a pay phone and call back to the pool room and after he stopped laughing, John Ditoro came and got me. I eventually got 300 back from Mark, but only by threatening to give his probation officer a call.
fast forward a few more years and im now in college at cal berkeley, but back in miami for Xmas break. At the old Jillians in Kendall I tried hustling this young spanish guy (as in, looked like just about every other guy in miami). Frankie Hernandez left happy.
Fast forward a few more years and now im in law school and im in a bar in gaineville and this hillybilly looking guy with grease all over his transmission shop shirt (with a picture of a transmission and type that read "i'm not easy, im automatic") is watching me play with another group at the bar and starts barking at me to play him some. My first introduction to what I believe was the best pool hustler I ever had the pleasure of seeing up close over an extended time period. "Honest" John Ferber. about the only guy I know that would regularly get into four figure action having guys that play about even with him, giving him the 6ball. Ive seen him accomplish this feat many times.
I think if you ever spent any time matching up in pool, its just about inevitable that some days you are the hammer and some days you are just the nail.
I have been hustled while trying to hustle many times in the 1980s and 1990s.
first big gambling match I ever had hen guy aired me with a rubber check for over 1000 but not before I first paid time as the big "winner". I was 16? years old and full of alot of learning to do.
fast forward a year or so I am playing this guy Mark down in miami. I beat him for 100 and then the next set we double it and after I beat him he says hey yknow what I know this guy at Sears. He can get you a big screen tv for $400. Already up 300 and not thinking clearly I say ok and we off we head off to Sears in his car. He walks me through the Cutler Ridge Mall in miami (now the Southland Mall) and he stops at the entrance and says, ok go ahead and give me 400 now. You gotta stay here, it would look funny to have too many people trying to talk to this guy. When I resist, he pulls out his car keys and says relax man. Here are my keys. Just wait here, ok and Ill be right back and we can go to the loading docks next and get your new tv. An hour goes by and of course no Mark. I walk back to where we parked and of course his car is gone. I go to a pay phone and call back to the pool room and after he stopped laughing, John Ditoro came and got me. I eventually got 300 back from Mark, but only by threatening to give his probation officer a call.
fast forward a few more years and im now in college at cal berkeley, but back in miami for Xmas break. At the old Jillians in Kendall I tried hustling this young spanish guy (as in, looked like just about every other guy in miami). Frankie Hernandez left happy.
Fast forward a few more years and now im in law school and im in a bar in gaineville and this hillybilly looking guy with grease all over his transmission shop shirt (with a picture of a transmission and type that read "i'm not easy, im automatic") is watching me play with another group at the bar and starts barking at me to play him some. My first introduction to what I believe was the best pool hustler I ever had the pleasure of seeing up close over an extended time period. "Honest" John Ferber. about the only guy I know that would regularly get into four figure action having guys that play about even with him, giving him the 6ball. Ive seen him accomplish this feat many times.
I think if you ever spent any time matching up in pool, its just about inevitable that some days you are the hammer and some days you are just the nail.