Best Hustle You've pulled off in the pool room..

My first big score was by a guy thinking he was hustling me. I was 18 and had just started college in Ruston, La but the most happening bars were in Monroe about 30 minutes away. I'm playing guys for $5 a game in the back of the bar and up about $50 when a guy comes in and asks me if I'll play for $10 a game. I said sure but then he wanted a guarantee that I'll play at least 5 games, like he was going to beat me 5 games in a row and I'd quit. My dormmate in college and I went in together and we had about $120 on us I think.

I lose the first two games and the guy is going nuts running around the place high-fiving etc... I then win 8 games in a row and he pumps it to $20. He then has a guy bring in a brand new Meucci and asks "Can I borrow your stick" lol... I win some more and we move to $30,$40,$50 and then $100 a game. I'm up about $600 and was naive at the time but finally realized I needed to see some cash as we were just moving the coin. He pulled out a pocket full of money and counted out about $600 and asked to keep playing.

At $100 a game I get up $1200 and he finally realizes he's in a trap and wants the last 3 for $200 a game. I figured I had nothing to lose so why not. This is the most happening bar in town at the time and not a person was near the dance floor. The pool table area was packed and my dormmate had girls on each arm bragging about how much money he was up. I give the guy the last 3 and he never wins a game. I'm up $2200 and then he wants to talk to me. Come to find out, he's the owner of the bar and wants to give me $200 in cash and give me a check for the rest. He tells me not to cash the check, show up the next day and he'll give me cash for it.

I fall for it and show up early the next day at the bar. We're telling these two girls about what happened the night before but they just thought we were full of it. Sure enough, the owner shows up and takes me into a back room and then gives me $2000 in new $100 bills. I walk out and hand my dormmate his $1000 and the girl he's talking to just wraps her arms and legs around him and says "I'm with him" and then the other girl does the same to me. My goofy buddy takes his girl out for drinks, steak dinner hotel etc... that night. I buy mine an order of burger king fries after we leave the bar and get busy in my pickup lol...
 
rack'em zach'em said:
I went up to the old Diamonds one night in Dallas. I had been there a while hitting balls when this guy I know comes in and ask me to play some 9-ball $100 sets. Now I know rotation games aren't my best because my cue ball control isn't all that great...I'm more of shot maker than a run out champ..But I went ahead and played him anyways..I lost the first set hill-hill and the second one 7-2. It was about 1:30 in the morning now and the bars close at 2:00 in these parts. He and his buddy wanted to go to the bar and get a drink before Diamonds closed.

So I said okay I'll drive ya and but when we go you have to buy me 8 shots of whatever you want and we'll play one pocket when we get back for whatever you want..He agreed and we went to the bar..We walked up to the bar and he ordered a crown and rumpleminz(Big Poors)...repeated 3 more times in about 10 minutes...I was like well lets go back to the pool room before all this kicks in...Right as we get to the pool room my buzz starts to kick in..we went in... went back and forth on the game..keep in mind this guy used to give me 10-7, 9-7. He was acting all weird and didn't know if he wanted to play and I knew I had the nuts because of the state that I was in...So I told him okay we'll play even $40 a game(I'm down $200 from 9-ball)..He agreed..and I was psyched..I had CJ Wiley and Justin Cone(or Cliff-can't remember that part) gambling on the table next to me..I was pumped..Any ways long story short I won 8 games straight and I busted him out of all the cash he had on him...lol since he had bought me all those shots to..He didn't make 8 balls total in 8 games...

Kind of a bad story but it's the best I've done so far...hustlin wise


I was huslted by Brian Jones - I'll never forget it...It was the one and only time since I started playing in 2001...I'll tell that one later..


So. I'm minding my own beeswax, just practicing 14.1 and an older guy is eyeballing me from the bar. He had just quit practicing and he had been in a few days before, also to practice. It looked to me like he played just OK -- not a banger, but not too high a speed either. From the way others in the room talked to him, I took him to be a local. IOW, not an Out of Towner.

All of a sudden he comes over to me and asks, "Say. Do you ever play 1pocket?"

And me says, "Sure. Once in a while." (My stock answer.)

So then he says, "Well. Would you like to practice some?"

And me says, "Well, no. I don't like to *practice* 1pocket because I won't play right. If I'm not betting something, I play too aggressive."

So he says, "Oh, that's OK. How about $5 a game?"

And me says, " Well, I'd rather bet $10 or $20, but $5 is OK."

And he says, "No, $10 is OK, but I don't want you to think I'm hustling you. A buddy of mine told me that I'd probably have to give you a ball."

And me says, (all the while looking for the "Punked" cameras and wondering what "buddy" would tell him such a thing),"Oh, well, that's fine. I'm a big boy and won't whine about whatever game I make and get myself into. But I do have a game coming in in a couple of hours."

So he says,"no problem" he'll give me a ball until my game comes in.

So THEN, as I'm about to flip the coin, he says, "Go ahead and break em."

!!!!!!!

I'm like: I'm either going to be shocked and get crushed like a ripe grape, or someone slipped a hallucinogenic into my beer -- but I'm not drinking a beer -- so that couldn't be it.

I beat him four in a row. He makes like maybe two balls a couple of games, all the while complimenting my shooting with "good shot" after "good shot" like I'm a beginner and who hasn't a clue and is just happening to be having the best day of his entire life executing relatively sophisticated 1pocket shots against him. Of course, to him, they probably looked like total sheetouts and all the while he's talking about how rusty he is, but at one time he was quite the player.

So he pays off the $40 and says, "Well, I'm too rusty. I can't give you a ball."

And me says, "That's fine, I'll play even."

Four games, barely a few more balls, and $40 later, my game comes in and he pays me off and says, "I'm a little rusty, but we'll play again."

And me thinks, "Oh yes, please."

Lou Figueroa
 
Pii said:
That reminds me of the skit on Mad TV where they were hustling pool.

The guy went off for hours until he was down 1,000,000.00 he turns to his friend and says "I have him right were I want him". Then he asked the guy he was playing if wanted to play for 2,000,000.00 a game. The guy says NOPE I'm good with this. One of the funniest skits I ever saw.
I was the technical advisor of that skit. It's show time!
 
rossaroni said:
If this was a hustle, I would love to be hustled everyday.

My playin friends I've told the story to thought he was settin me up for the big one, but...he didn't even really cause a fuss when I said no more. I offered to play another at $250 and he said he only wanted to play for all of it.

weird night

dude had the bank though.
 
I got a guy to gamble with me playing straight pool,I had to make 50,he only had to make one ball,the catch was it was the #1 ball in the side pocket. :grin-square:
 
dabarbr said:
I was the technical advisor of that skit. It's show time!

If I recall the Hustler dude couldn't shoot a lick. I mean he was REALLLLLY bad!

Do you still want to claim you were the Technical advisor? :grin:
If you were, good job!
 
Pii said:
If I recall the Hustler dude couldn't shoot a lick. I mean he was REALLLLLY bad!

Do you still want to claim you were the Technical advisor? :grin:
If you were, good job!
It was me alright. Will Sasso played the hustler in a pin striped suit. He was a natural playing poorly to get the big bet. When he thought it was time to raise the bet he winked at his partner and said "it's show time".
But that's when his opponent decided he had won enough and took off, leaving Sasso with an empty look on his face. This was a very funny episode.
 
When we were on the road in 2000 we stopped by a place called "Snookers" near Murfreesboro Tennessee, don't ask me why it was named that because it had nothing but 8' tables, a go-cart track and numerous video games.

Anyways, there are Asian guys there playing a ring game and since I was Asian I fit right in and jumped in on their game. They were paying $5 on the 3, 6 and 9 balls, plus if you made all 3 in the same game they paid you $20 instead of $15. The 8' tables also had buckets for pockets so you can fathom their level of play, I played with them for 2-3 nights and pulled out about $700 without drawing the ball or running more than 4 balls at a time.

The last night we were there I played their best player for a $100 set giving him what he wanted which was the 7-ball, the end score was 7-2 and that was the end of "Snookers".

Along the way I talked to the guys playing and got to know them pretty well, I felt bad overall and didn't like what I was doing at the end of it so that was the last time I hustled anyone for anything. They were just hardworking guys that liked the game and were trying to do the best they could and I was there cherrypicking their game at my leisure.

Not a great hustle but I used an open bridge, shot with my mouth open and never drew my ball so they didn't see it coming. Back then I didn't play great but I played light years ahead of those poor guys, wish I could make amends.

Anti-focus edit, long story: Will try to keep this short, Steve Smith (aka Lizard) from Dallas or wherever in Texas was steered into me while I was working at Varsity Billiards many moons ago. The guy steering him knew exactly how I played and knew this guy played better than I did, I thought he was a "friend" but I guess not.

Anyways we play set of race to 10 for $200 and it's obvious he's stalling, he runs 2 racks then misses and 8 but miraculously dead hooks me. At 8-8 I play two wonderful safeties to win the set 10-8, glad to escape the trap I looked at him sheepishly asking if he wanted to play again to win his money back.

I guess he thought we double steered him because he declined which I was very thankful for because I knew he was a better player, he came in with a one-piece Dufferin house cue and moved like a one pocket player. Years later I would learn that I dodged a big bullet by getting lucky and winning that set.
 
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a few years ago when i was working in a pool room, it was about 5-6 o'clock in the morning so i was cleaning the room, there was a couple guys playing on a 7ft in the back.

i'm sweeping the floor and come by their table and stop to watch for a few minutes. one of them starts to talk about how good he is getting lately so i say "you kinda suck and i could probably beat you with this broom."

about 400 later he realizes he's not that good. now i'm thinking about giving him back his money because it was too easy and the people watching say don't do it he's an a$$hole.

so i tell him he can try and get it back if he wants and he can have the 8.

turns out he's tapped, but he comes in a couple of days later and saying "i've been pacticing lets do it." he loses again.

i think the manager found out about it because a day or so later i come in to find a new broom with a metal tube handle that you just can't shoot with.

M.C.
 
not really a hustle but it was a g0od game no1 can turn down. i was like a 4 in the apa and i played a guy that knew how to shoot but just wasnt as consistent as i. ( imagine as consistent as a 4) s0o since i noticed he always liked to gamble i ended up giving him 2 games to 3 for $50 or $100 a set for like a month.
 
poolplayer2093 said:
Wait, nobody paid?
He didn't, the railbirds thought it was hilarious that I came up with something that none of them could see coming, and covered the table time for what he owed when he left.
I came up with a good one in Colorado that paid me a couple of times a week for almost the whole winter from a pipeline crew.
A guy that owned the company that was up there working had a good shooter from Monroe,LA that like to gamble.
The boss guy was getting drunk and mouthy about nobody in this hick town having any heart or gamble to play with his boy for a c-note.
I told him to get his boy, and he's got action, but it won't be for any single games since I think he's a punk anyway.
The shooter shows up , the boss pulls out his money like I'm supposed to run for cover or something and gets even more mouthy about the game, and was actually getting aggressive about it.
So I offer to play his boy for a hundred a rack, he has to win 11 to my 20 games, and everytime I win a game he gets to take 4 balls off from my next break, "since he's such a punk it's the only way he'd step to the table."
It took them a couple of months to finally do the math on the ball and cash count apparently, because they finally wanted to change the bet to something else.
Race to 10 ahead in 8 ball for $2,000.....
ON A 7' BARBOX with several of his guys sidebetting against me at a hundred a rack.
It turned into an every Friday night event until their crew moved too far away to play anymore.
They were determined to keep coming until they finally got their money back.
God I miss the oilfield.......lol:grin-square:
 
Fuji-whopper said:
When we were on the road in 2000 we stopped by a place called "Snookers" near Murfreesboro Tennessee, don't ask me why it was named that because it had nothing but 8' tables, a go-cart track and numerous video games.

Anyways, there are Asian guys there playing a ring game and since I was Asian I fit right in and jumped in on their game. They were paying $5 on the 3, 6 and 9 balls, plus if you made all 3 in the same game they paid you $20 instead of $15. The 8' tables also had buckets for pockets so you can fathom their level of play, I played with them for 2-3 nights and pulled out about $700 without drawing the ball or running more than 4 balls at a time.

The last night we were there I played their best player for a $100 set giving him what he wanted which was the 7-ball, the end score was 7-2 and that was the end of "Snookers".

Along the way I talked to the guys playing and got to know them pretty well, I felt bad overall and didn't like what I was doing at the end of it so that was the last time I hustled anyone for anything. They were just hardworking guys that liked the game and were trying to do the best they could and I was there cherrypicking their game at my leisure.

Not a great hustle but I used an open bridge, shot with my mouth open and never drew my ball so they didn't see it coming. Back then I didn't play great but I played light years ahead of those poor guys, wish I could make amends.

Anti-focus edit, long story: Will try to keep this short, Steve Smith (aka Lizard) from Dallas or wherever in Texas was steered into me while I was working at Varsity Billiards many moons ago. The guy steering him knew exactly how I played and knew this guy played better than I did, I thought he was a "friend" but I guess not.

Anyways we play set of race to 10 for $200 and it's obvious he's stalling, he runs 2 racks then misses and 8 but miraculously dead hooks me. At 8-8 I play two wonderful safeties to win the set 10-8, glad to escape the trap I looked at him sheepishly asking if he wanted to play again to win his money back.

I guess he thought we double steered him because he declined which I was very thankful for because I knew he was a better player, he came in with a one-piece Dufferin house cue and moved like a one pocket player. Years later I would learn that I dodged a big bullet by getting lucky and winning that set.

Hey - I worked at Snookers as a high school aged kid. I probably knew those asian guys. They were Vietnamese, drank Heineken non-stop. Pretty good guys. Their best player I think was a guy named "Kale"..if I'm correct. I had an Asian friend named "Vee" who had real long hair, was ripped like Bruce Lee (and liked to wear muscle shirts, LOL)...and played good pool too. Of course in 2000 I was already in the military...but there was an Asian guy who came through around 97 who played REAL good, and beat all of the asian guys and also won the JOB's tournament. This guy was a seriously good player.
 
Fuji-whopper said:
When we were on the road in 2000 we stopped by a place called "Snookers" near Murfreesboro Tennessee, don't ask me why it was named that because it had nothing but 8' tables, a go-cart track and numerous video games.

This quote is so funny to me. I always wondered why they called it that as well...LOL.

Hey - I had to learn to play pool on those tables! 4x8 Brunswicks, with buckets, nap cloth, crappy light cueball. First time I went to JOBs and got on a Diamond I thought I was playing pool on a different planet, LOL.

Now I can't miss a ball on those buckets, but they still use that crappy slow cloth (although haven't been back to Nashville in a long time). I saw a lot of action at Snookers though back then...fun times.

The guy who makes cues on here MASONH can tell you all about Snookers. I watched him "match up" there several times. He knows how horrible those tables are, LOL.
 
Matt_24 said:
This quote is so funny to me. I always wondered why they called it that as well...LOL.

Hey - I had to learn to play pool on those tables! 4x8 Brunswicks, with buckets, nap cloth, crappy light cueball. First time I went to JOBs and got on a Diamond I thought I was playing pool on a different planet, LOL.

Now I can't miss a ball on those buckets, but they still use that crappy slow cloth (although haven't been back to Nashville in a long time). I saw a lot of action at Snookers though back then...fun times.

The guy who makes cues on here MASONH can tell you all about Snookers. I watched him "match up" there several times. He knows how horrible those tables are, LOL.

I haven't been around there in a long time-
Glad to know that nothing has really changed!lol
At least you can match up on the go-cart action though!:wink:
 
I like this thread so I'll bump it with another one...

I had a lady friend that I dated briefly and she played pretty good on a barbox. Well, one night we were out at a nightclub, beating the balls around a little and some guys came up and wanted to play partners for $5 a player. No problem. We played and she was running out and playing generally great. I was mostly bumping stuff around on my turns so she could run out :)

Well nothing seems to drive guys crazier than a woman who can play better than they do so of course these guys started giving her 'lessons'. Along the lines of
"You play pretty good but you need to angle your cuestick more if you want to get draw" etc... and "Let's get together sometime so I can teach you more." Perfect.

So in a fit of pique I jealously say "What the hell are you teaching her for, she's already better than you, in fact, I think I'm better than you!"

Hook. Line. Sinker. "Bet $100".

About $600 and 4 security guards later :) we dashed off to breakfast and counted our money.

Ah. The good ol' days.

Also, for those of you who think 'hustling' is evil. They were:
a) Stupid
b) Chauvinists
c) Trying to pick up my woman
d) Trying to teach me a lesson they needed to learn :)

You see hustling, I see poetry. :)

~rc
 
My most memorable money games were as a teenager around the 4th of July. A friend and I would hustle the local drunks either on the bowling lanes or pool tables for fireworks money.

We'd always come ahead and always have enough fireworks to blow our fingers off.
:)
 
I consider this a drunk man hustling himself.

I was playing on a nine footer playing pretty well when I hear the drunk idiots next to me talking about me playing. "He aint that good I can beat him." Next thing you know he comes up to me and asks me if I want to play 8ball $100 a game, one handed. I thought he meant I was going to play one handed but no both of us lol. So we play the first game and I win after a couple innings I think he made 3 balls. So then his friend says he can beat me and we kept the bet the same. It just worked out so he got all the way to the 8 and I ended up winning that game as well. So then the original guy wants to play me two handed lol. I win that game easily and his drunken logic says DOUBLE OR NOTHING! So I win that game and walk out $600 winner for about 30 min of trouble. I couldn't believe they paid me..............

Few other times people come up trying to scare me away saying a hundred a game and I think I break and run more than half of those games haha.
 
Hustled or not?

Walked into my local poolroom, immediately was called over by a out of town money player. Player said let's play some one pocket again. Said but this time let's post the money up front. Asked him why? Player said don't you remember the last time I had to follow you to the ATM cuz you were short?? I said oh, ok get the balls. I said we playing the same way as last time you spotting me 8-6? Player said no way I'm only spotting you 9-7 for $50 a game like last time. I said oh, ok rack em.
I was up 10 games when my good friend walked in and sat down to watch my game. Player looked over at my friend then looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. Player said "oh shit" then he knew he was playing the wrong person. My friend and I appear similar but I am a way better player. Player immediately unscrewed his cue, red faced and said no more with you. I ended up giving him 9-7, player lost 3 more games, paid and ran out of the room.
Ended up giving my friend his money back he lost plus we went a had a great dinner and laughed all night. Who was hustled?
 
maybe the funniest yet!

I would have loved to have seen the look on his face when he realized he was playing the wrong person.

I have been in a few heated discussions and one fist fight when someone mistook me for someone else but never a pool game. I'm a little, no I'm a lot envious!

I did play the person that some folks on here think I am awhile back so I guess playing "myself" is pretty odd when we are two different people.

Hu


oncue4u said:
Walked into my local poolroom, immediately was called over by a out of town money player. Player said let's play some one pocket again. Said but this time let's post the money up front. Asked him why? Player said don't you remember the last time I had to follow you to the ATM cuz you were short?? I said oh, ok get the balls. I said we playing the same way as last time you spotting me 8-6? Player said no way I'm only spotting you 9-7 for $50 a game like last time. I said oh, ok rack em.
I was up 10 games when my good friend walked in and sat down to watch my game. Player looked over at my friend then looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. Player said "oh shit" then he knew he was playing the wrong person. My friend and I appear similar but I am a way better player. Player immediately unscrewed his cue, red faced and said no more with you. I ended up giving him 9-7, player lost 3 more games, paid and ran out of the room.
Ended up giving my friend his money back he lost plus we went a had a great dinner and laughed all night. Who was hustled?
 
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