Ok, air barrels are not cool at all - ever. Seen people get hurt - bad. With that being said, I have seen some crazy, funny air barrel stories. Just wanna hear some funny stories.
Best Air-Barrel Ever!!!
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I got air barrelled for a whole $100 by an employee of a pool hall. I told the owner I wouldn't come in any more as long as he continued to work there. At the time I went in about 2-3 times a week usually with someone. After a year or so after the kid quit I came back a few times. The place closed soon after. I found this rather funny.
I got air barrelled for a whole $100 by an employee of a pool hall. I told the owner I wouldn't come in any more as long as he continued to work there. At the time I went in about 2-3 times a week usually with someone. After a year or so after the kid quit I came back a few times. The place closed soon after. I found this rather funny.
An air barrel that came with a twist was when I made a relatively small score against a pimp that played out of the Golden Cue in Queens, NY. I won't name him, but if you played there back in the 1980's, it will be obvious to whom I refer. The fellow offered to settle his debt by offering me the services of one of his ladies of the night, an offer I declined, but the offer amuses me to this day.
I got air barreled once for $250 bucks. We were playing 4 handed Razzle $5 bucks a ball/$5 bucks a scratch. It was a busy Saturday night and the owner said he did not want money being passed around.
So we played with poker chips we all started with $100 bucks in chips. One guy gets beat badly as the night goes on and he had to buy back in a few times finally he runs out of money in his pocket and we let him write an IOU to the pot at least twice. So the end of the night he loses like $500 bucks. I won $250 the next guy grabs what money is in the pot and cashes himself out and the 4th guy. I get stuck with the IOUs
Ends up big loser says let me write you a check I reluctantly agree. So i take the check to the bank cash it couple days later he puts a stop payment on it just to be a jackass. I got paid in the end made sure they guy felt like a weasel spread the word around in the room everyone had a good laugh at his expense
So we played with poker chips we all started with $100 bucks in chips. One guy gets beat badly as the night goes on and he had to buy back in a few times finally he runs out of money in his pocket and we let him write an IOU to the pot at least twice. So the end of the night he loses like $500 bucks. I won $250 the next guy grabs what money is in the pot and cashes himself out and the 4th guy. I get stuck with the IOUs
Ends up big loser says let me write you a check I reluctantly agree. So i take the check to the bank cash it couple days later he puts a stop payment on it just to be a jackass. I got paid in the end made sure they guy felt like a weasel spread the word around in the room everyone had a good laugh at his expense
I started playing a guy for a dollar game nine ball and some how ended up getting 960.00 stuck through a ton of double ups. i paid off the 960.00 and we played 100.00 a game and I eventually got up 10 games. He quit and only had my 960.00 plus another 32.00 dollars. I got air barreled for 8.00 and ended up paying all the time. LOL.
If they don't post than they don't play ... Has to be this way for pool, because it involves too many fools.
Can you imagine sitting down at a poker table in a casino and saying, "I don't have any money but deal me in anyway."
Yeah right, just doesn't work that way does it? ... Anyone who shots an 'air barrel' as far as I'm concerned is a complete piece of crap, most likely even worse.
There is nothing funny about this.
And there is nothing funny about the consequences that can befall an individual looking for a free roll at his opponents expense.
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Been there. Not quite as deep,but play deadbeats for IOUs all the time.
Its nice starting the nex session with a hook in them.
Ok pro strongest one ive seen, we still talk about this one some 20 years later! So at the room I used to hang there was this guy that was a regular. He almost always played by himself and practiced. This was for two reasons, one no one ever really played for funnsies so if ya wanted to play u had to gamble. This guy def was not a real big gambler. And he was a fish, whenever he actually did play for anything he ALWAYS LOST. EVERYTIME. So his game of choice was 14.1. He asked one of the house men to practice some straight with him. House man said ok for $10 a game and time. Not big action by any means, they were playing 100 point games. Well they played for HOURS! Ends up houseman loses 8 straight games. First time this kid has EVER beaten anybody! Yall know what's coming right? Houseman says to him im a little light. He says how light? Houseman says well im gonna have to owe you for all eight games man sorry just a little short today. Oh and by the way you owe $120 for time, someone's gotta pay it. Not kidding!
A fellow I met in the late 1980's named Sal gave me the following advice:
Anytime you gamble with someone and are genuinely concerned about getting stiffed, play by the rack and insist that payment be made after every rack. The first time you are not paid, the game is over. This way, you can only be stiffed for the value of a rack.
Seems to make sense, yet few seem to bet by the rack thee days. I wonder why not.
Anytime you gamble with someone and are genuinely concerned about getting stiffed, play by the rack and insist that payment be made after every rack. The first time you are not paid, the game is over. This way, you can only be stiffed for the value of a rack.
Seems to make sense, yet few seem to bet by the rack thee days. I wonder why not.
This is a small amount of money but it is pretty funny. I am playing in a ring game and when the game breaks up I ask a guy who is a stranger to play some more. This is in a bowling alley I used to play in a lot. We start playing for like $5.00 a game 9 ball and marking it up.
At a point I am up $30.00 he had just won a game so I am racking the balls when he says he is going to get a cup of coffee at the front connession counter. I ask him to get me a coke and hand him a $10.00 and tell him "I've got it". I rack the balls and am waiting for him to return. Of course you know the ending. He stiffs me for the $30.00 and even runs off with my $10.00. Fortunatly is was such a small amount of money it was easy to laugh at and made for a great story to tell.
At a point I am up $30.00 he had just won a game so I am racking the balls when he says he is going to get a cup of coffee at the front connession counter. I ask him to get me a coke and hand him a $10.00 and tell him "I've got it". I rack the balls and am waiting for him to return. Of course you know the ending. He stiffs me for the $30.00 and even runs off with my $10.00. Fortunatly is was such a small amount of money it was easy to laugh at and made for a great story to tell.
The guy had a couple hundred on him so he was not playing on IOUs he ran out of money and everyone was crushing him so we all let him keep going. And trust me this was funny if you knew all the parties involved. :thumbup:
A certain female player known for betting high a few years back lost $3K to another female one night, paid up and arranged to play again the next day. The next night she won it all back plus a little and got stiffed. She was still stiffed a year or so later. Hope she got paid by now.
I've never been air-barreled (I don't gamble), but there was a family that used to play a lot of pool and often times they'd get loaded and start betting each other. When one couldn't pay up, that's when the fun began. I'd go in there on a Friday night and sit at the bar, order up a a beer and wait for these guys to get their buzz on. It was never just two of them at the pool hall, on Friday nights it was often times most of the adult family, uncles, cousins, brothers, in-laws. Well, a few drinks into the night one would get a little lippy, though not always the same one and the money would flow back and forth. A little while later some one was broke but kept playing for money, but you wouldn't find out who until it was time to pay up. One night Uncle Bobby was flat broke and was loosing, Scotty was finished and said, OK Bobby, pay up. Bobby didn't even wait he chucked a full beer at Scotty and Scott's dad (Tom) and ran.... right into the corner behind table 12. With no way out and the family approaching, he balled up his fist and lit up the closest person, which happened to be Scott's wife Jen. Now Jen was a tough broad, or Bobby didn't hit that hard (drunk and all...) but she lit into him like you wouldn't believe, she socked him then grabbed his hair to keep him from falling and she bit his chest and removed some skin. I had never heard Bobby scream before. Scotty managed to break free and by that time Bobby's wife (Alice) was into it with Jen. Bobby crawled under two pool tables during the frakus, what was an all-out Red-Neck family brawl. Bobby made it to the parking lot to his car but never left. A few minutes later they were all bleeding but having a round together and laughing about that little sissy Bobby, and a little while later Bobby joined them, it was a real Budweiser moment but a typical weekend night when those folks were around.
A number of decades ago, when I was in the Navy, I was playing a fellow that was on the same submarine I was on. We were playing 14.1 for a hundred a game. It was rather common for us sailors to play on credit and pay off on pay day.
I win the first game, and he wants to double up. I win the next game also. Now, I'm up 300. Double up again, up 600. Play for a hundred again, up 700. Double up again, he needs one ball and dogs it, and I run out the rest of what I need for the win. Up $1400! (a lot of money in the late 70's)
He immediately offers to sign over the $3,000 car he just bought that week. I tell him that's more than I won, and to just go to the credit union the next day and see if he can get a loan taken out. Well, that night he goes AWOL! Should have taken his car.
I win the first game, and he wants to double up. I win the next game also. Now, I'm up 300. Double up again, up 600. Play for a hundred again, up 700. Double up again, he needs one ball and dogs it, and I run out the rest of what I need for the win. Up $1400! (a lot of money in the late 70's)
He immediately offers to sign over the $3,000 car he just bought that week. I tell him that's more than I won, and to just go to the credit union the next day and see if he can get a loan taken out. Well, that night he goes AWOL! Should have taken his car.
Back in the late 90's at Diamonds Billiards in Duluth, MN, I played a guy $10 a game 9-ball. He was horrible. I was trying to figure out how much I could win before he quit. I wasn't playing to my full potential immediately, and quickly realized I wouldn't have to with this guy.
We didn't post any money at the beginning. Yes, that was obviously wasn't a wise decision, but then again, I didn't think it was going to go very far. Famous last words, huh?
After winning 5 straight games, I ask him to settle up so there's not a large amount of debt building up. He tells me "Don't worry, I have plenty to cover." As we continue, I ask the worker behind the counter if he knows this guy. He did. So I wasn't too worried.
Long story short, I'm up something like $530. I think he won 3 games in 5 hours. I told you he was horrible. The last few games he was swinging his cue around after each miss saying he was going to break it, so I told him I'd buy it. He had somewhere around $200 cash, I "bought" his Meucci Hustler for $100, and he was going to write me a check for the rest. Outside in his truck. Uh huh. I had my big buddy come outside with me. Suddenly, the guy can't find his check book. Uh huh. Then says to come over to his house and he'll write me a check. Uh huh. I politely decline, and we agree to meet the next day to settle up. Uh huh. I knew I was gonna get stiffed.
Here's the part where karma bites him squarely on the ass... About a year later he gets busted for robbing banks, spends about 4 years in prison, gets released because he *REALLY* didn't commit the crimes - someone else actually did!
The final chapter: I go to play leagues up in the country. We get there about 15 minutes early. There's the guy! And he won't give up the table so we can warm up. He insists on holding the table until our 7pm start time, or until somebody can beat him for $10 a game! So, I step up and say "I'll play you for $10 a game, but first you gotta pay up the $230 you owe me from when I beat you at Diamonds for every cent you had plus your cue." His face flushed as red as a baboon's ass. He said he had no idea what I was talking about, but for some reason he walked out the door.
Never saw a cent of that $230, but it's almost worth the story.
We didn't post any money at the beginning. Yes, that was obviously wasn't a wise decision, but then again, I didn't think it was going to go very far. Famous last words, huh?
After winning 5 straight games, I ask him to settle up so there's not a large amount of debt building up. He tells me "Don't worry, I have plenty to cover." As we continue, I ask the worker behind the counter if he knows this guy. He did. So I wasn't too worried.
Long story short, I'm up something like $530. I think he won 3 games in 5 hours. I told you he was horrible. The last few games he was swinging his cue around after each miss saying he was going to break it, so I told him I'd buy it. He had somewhere around $200 cash, I "bought" his Meucci Hustler for $100, and he was going to write me a check for the rest. Outside in his truck. Uh huh. I had my big buddy come outside with me. Suddenly, the guy can't find his check book. Uh huh. Then says to come over to his house and he'll write me a check. Uh huh. I politely decline, and we agree to meet the next day to settle up. Uh huh. I knew I was gonna get stiffed.
Here's the part where karma bites him squarely on the ass... About a year later he gets busted for robbing banks, spends about 4 years in prison, gets released because he *REALLY* didn't commit the crimes - someone else actually did!
The final chapter: I go to play leagues up in the country. We get there about 15 minutes early. There's the guy! And he won't give up the table so we can warm up. He insists on holding the table until our 7pm start time, or until somebody can beat him for $10 a game! So, I step up and say "I'll play you for $10 a game, but first you gotta pay up the $230 you owe me from when I beat you at Diamonds for every cent you had plus your cue." His face flushed as red as a baboon's ass. He said he had no idea what I was talking about, but for some reason he walked out the door.
Never saw a cent of that $230, but it's almost worth the story.
There use to be a air barrel artist named Junior Sweatmon. A well known road player came through Birmingham on Christmas eve and Junior was at the bar dead busted, wondering what he was going to do about Christmas for the 5 kids he had. The road player asked if anyone wanted to play some 9 ball and Junior spoke up and said he would play some for 100 a game. Well, the player agreed and now Junior had to also hope he won the flip since he didn't have a quarter for the valley table. He won the flip and beat him 12 games in a row and when the road player won a game, Junior quit, said the game was to much see saw and ran out the door. I think Freedy the Beard could tell you some other stories about Junior if he didn't dis-like him so much. Junior is still alive and no one knows how, and he stills hustles every time the opportunity comes up, even at 77.
I was gambling with a guy....and a man named Richard was giving me
$100 a game side-action.
Richard was also playing someone short-red snooker beside me.
I was killing my guy and Richard went off for $1,100 to me.....
...but he was killing his opponent also...8 games in a row for $50 a game.
Finally the guy wins a game....and Richard starts laughing.....
....he says "This poor guy loses $400 to me and finally wins a game....
....AND I GOT NO MONEY!
Richard was solid gold though....and I lent him some dough.
$100 a game side-action.
Richard was also playing someone short-red snooker beside me.
I was killing my guy and Richard went off for $1,100 to me.....
...but he was killing his opponent also...8 games in a row for $50 a game.
Finally the guy wins a game....and Richard starts laughing.....
....he says "This poor guy loses $400 to me and finally wins a game....
....AND I GOT NO MONEY!
Richard was solid gold though....and I lent him some dough.
ok you ask for it back in the 70s on the east side of dalls tx there was a place named stewards truck stop is was a hole in the wall cafe that truckers stop and ate at it had a back game room that had 4 barboxes the place was open 24-7 so after hours it was it was a place that had lots of big time action it was early in the morning and 2 guys are playing some 10 dollar 6 ball one short wimppy looking dude and a big guy that looked like a nfl lineman the little guy was up 5 games and he said thats 50 payoff now and we will pay at every 50 the big guy looks him dead in the eye and says f you im not paying the little guys says i won fair and square whers the money he said it again f you im not paying so the little guy calmly walks out to his truck and gets a small pistol and put it right up to the guys forehead the big guy says go ahead and shoot me im not f n paying so bang he shoots the guy and he slumps over the table and the little guy calmly unscrews his cue walks out to his truck and leaves just about the time the guys drives off the the big guys jumps up and starts yelling he f ing shot me turns out some how since the gun was a small caliber and was right up against his forehead the bullet never got any velocity getting out of the barrel and just stunned the guy not seriously hurting him i never saw that big guy again but i bet it was the last time he ever air barreled anybody
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