best player ever?

Larry, Larry. Man you amaze me now you say efren does not have the mental game? Jeez I heard it all now. Efren is well known for his mental game world wide! Im not trying to trash you so dont take it that way im done fighting with you. I have seen many pool matches on tape with Efren most being Accu-stats and all the time I hear how great he can concentrate. I dont know much about getting in the zone anytime you want, I didnt think that was possible yet. I think you should have used it to maybe win a few world titles yourself. Once again im not trashing you, just giving my opinion
 
Joseph Cues said:
And which player has the most titles since 1994? :D


It's not about winning titles, some of these pool hall events are really very weak titles. It is about winning world championships. To be great, you keep score of them and ignore everything else. it's the same in golf, they only count the majors to determine the great ones.

Answer me this, since 94, how many world titles has Efren won, one? This entitles him to my #1 spot most of you would now vote him in on. Hoppe won 100 world titles, Mosconi 15. :cool:
 
One more thing if he so called "blew it" like you said Im sure alot of pros would love to have blown it like him!
 
King Cueball said:
Larry, Larry. Man you amaze me now you say efren does not have the mental game? Jeez I heard it all now. Efren is well known for his mental game world wide! Im not trying to trash you so dont take it that way im done fighting with you. I have seen many pool matches on tape with Efren most being Accu-stats and all the time I hear how great he can concentrate. I dont know much about getting in the zone anytime you want, I didnt think that was possible yet. I think you should have used it to maybe win a few world titles yourself. Once again im not trashing you, just giving my opinion

I did use that advanced mental technique to win my world title, tell me what title you have ever won, what gives you the right to question me or to even attack me. When you get into my league, then you can tee off on me, until then, shut up, you might accidently learn something here. :cool:
 
It was no Attack, what world title did you win? If Efren blew it with his great pool career what kind of carrer do you think you had? you cant even chalk his cue! :D
 
1pocket said:
fastlarry, would you not agree that the Derby City Classic is the Johnson City of today? I mean no disrespect to Richie Florence, but how many all-around titles did Richie win? Efren has entered two DCC, and been crowned 'master of the table' twice.

You ask how many 'world's' titles has Efren won? 'World' gets thrown around an awful lot by promoters, as it has been for years, so I don't think I would put too much stock in that term per se. For example, would you not agree that the US Open has had as high a stature as many 'world' tournaments over the years? I do know the DCC, though not a 'world' tournament, certainly features many international players, in contrast to many 'world' tournaments that may well have had zero non US players. Certainly hasn't Efren's winning career over the last 15 years surpassed Richie Florence's tournament achievements? And of course, before Efren even came to the US he was probably the 'world's' best Rotation player.

Efren has certainly won many tournaments all over the world -- even if they didn't have 'world' in the titles -- that should count for something. Tell me about Richie's great international career, please, if you want to consider equating Richie with Efren not a slight...


Richie got hot, beat a few people and his carbuncle swelled to 25 grand which was a lot of loot back then, a dollar was 6 today, so that carbuncle was in todays loot 150 grand. There was the top 100 hustlers on earth in that room and it was fatty who relieved him of all that cash. What does that tell you, try and figure that one out. Richie was dumb as a rock and Fats was triple smart. :D
 
Joseph Cues said:
How many World 9-ball did Jean Balukas win?
Buddy Hall?
9-ball is for bangers anyway, like someone said.
History remembers Efren winning the largest single event purse ever ( 165K) and the match of the century. ;)


The hustler movie, 196l, who sawed the legs off of this table? 9 ball is just for bangers, checkers out sells chess, oh what the hell.
Fast Eddy Felson discussing the merits of straight pool. :cool:
 
1pocket said:
Fastlarry, Actually I agree with most of your list, and your rationale. When I picked Efren, Mosconi & Greenleaf, I was indeed thinking 'pool', not broader cue games. No argument from me on having Hoppe at the top, either.

That said, I'm not in agreement with your opinion on Efren. As I think about it, I'm wondering if your apparent lack of respect for Efren is an indirect reflection of what seems to be your lack of respect for the game of One Pocket in general. In your list of top 10, you ask us to broaden our horizons in your selection of players in a wide variety of cue games -- some of which are not exactly current popular cue sports -- yet when you speak about One Pocket, you seem to go into a narrow view yourself. --> Please note I have not read all of you posts, nor have I ever met you in person, so I could be wrong about your genuine One Pocket opinions, but it seems to me that I have here and there read in your posts a pattern of disparaging comments about One Pocket. Certainly you are entitled to your opinions, that I am not questioning in the slightest. I'm just wondering if that has influenced your lack of respect for Efren -- since I think it is fair to say that he is the acknowledged best One pocket player in the world at the moment.

Regarding Fatty -- I too am an admirer, but since the question was framed 'best player', certainly Fatty doesn't make that list. Most entertaining player, yes; best known player, yes; best hustler, maybe yes -- but as you said yourself, not near the top ten 'best player' -- so why even argue that one?

Cheers

Yes it is true I have never ever played a game of one pocket. I'll only watch it if the guy is going 8 and out over and over, then I'll stick and stay. If the game is taking an hour to conclude, I would rather go down the the shady rest nursing home and do a peeping tom and watch old people fornicate. I like watching paint dry also, thats really exciting as well.
My problem was I was influenced very early by Mosconi on this game, He had very strong opinions on it and I listened to him and believed what he said about it.
 
hondo said:
Good list, Fl. But a question. The old timers told me
Hoppe was a great pocket player but his true greatness
was in 3 cushion billiards. The real old guys say nobody
was ever better in pocket billiards than Greenleaf & guys
my age swear by Mosconi. Comments? Also, I'm glad
you included Irving Crane. I used to love to watch that
guy play.

hondo said:
Good list, Fl. But a question. The old timers told me
Hoppe was a great pocket player but his true greatness
was in 3 cushion billiards. The real old guys say nobody
was ever better in pocket billiards than Greenleaf & guys
my age swear by Mosconi. Comments? Also, I'm glad
you included Irving Crane. I used to love to watch that
guy play.

FL RESPONDS, ALLOW ME TO ANSWER BACKWARDS:

The real old guys say nobody
was ever better in pocket billiards than Greenleaf & guys
my age swear by Mosconi. Comments

FL: Who’s older than me, I am older than dirt dude. I pick Greenleaf. He taught Mosconi. In Ralph’s era, you ran 75 that was the bar. Willie came along and ran 100, he moved the bar up. Willie did make higher runs that Ralph and at the end their records were really close, so the edge there goes to Willie. When I ignore all that and study each player in his era, which he was, what he was, Ralph gives Willie the 7 and the snap. He was a much bigger star, and really loved by the fans and Willie was not.

Hoppe was a great pocket player but his true greatness
Was in 3 cushion billiards.
FL RESPONDS;
It was just the opposite, his greatness and almost all of his records were in Straight rail billiards. His first great victory in 1906 was in 18.1 balkline, for the world title in Paris, a purse of $1000, probably 50 grand in today’s money, a diamond trophy, said today to be priceless if ever located and sold. That trophy would be worth millions. Fortunes were bet on the side. Most of Hoppe's world titles were in 18.1 balkline, his great world titles were in 1906-07 1908-11 1914-41, at 18.2 balkline world titles in 1907, 1910-20 l923-=24, high run 622. 14.1 balkline world champion 1914-41, at 71.2 balkline world champion 1938-41. Cushion caroms world champion 1933-42.
Three cushions world champion 1936, 40, 41, high run 25.
Tournament victory streak 38 out of 39 in 1936, 40 and 41.
I am only listing Hoppe’s wins from 1906 to 194l, I don’t have time to look up the rest of them, he did continue to play for another 15 years after that. Even when you add up where he was in 41, the total becomes simply mind boggling.
He dominated more in balkline than in 3-cushion, but as you can see he was a great champion in both games.

Two guys came along called Cochran and Jake Schaefer Jr. Both began beating Willie at balkline and Jake began to dominate him. Jake was now clearly superior to Willie. To prevent that from happening, Brunswick wanting to retain their greatest star at the top and running and controlling pool and its organizations just killed off Balkline and Schaefer with that. They moved the game into 3-cushion and that allowed Willie new life and he retained on top well into the 1950’s. The man totally dominated not one decade, but almost 5 decades on top.

QUOTE=hondo]Good list, Fl. But a question. The old timers told me
Hoppe was a great pocket player

Fl responds, listen to this old timer, he knows.
Willies father was a barber and in the early l890’s he rented the ground floor of a little brick hotel in Cornwall landing 53 miles north of NYC on he west bank of the Hudson. By horse into NYC they were really in the boonies. When the train came in for a stop, the hack drivers and drummers would gather at Hoppe’s place to get a hair cut or just hang out. They could also play pool, a new game that had just came on the scene, and it had pockets. Willie began to play pool at age 5, his grandfather Hoffman made him a stool to climb up on. He would crawl up on the table and go bell-whopper to reach some shots.

Hoppe was always short and was never much more than 5’ 2” tall. As a kid he was really little and this caused his side saddle stroke where he had to make his forearm and wrist do most of the work. This later gave him more twist or English on the ball ands allowed him to have a more delicate touch than the pendulum players. Willie began to play the hack drivers and the passing by traveling salesmen. He played them for money. By the time he was 8 yrs old he had conquered the adult champions of Newburg and Poughkeepsie. Willie played you for a dime a game which was probably 5 bucks in today’s cash. Soon Willie was making more money hustling pool than the old man was making cutting hair in the two barber chairs.

When Willie was 7 and his brother Frank was 9, playing as a team against all comers, they were now earning their families living with their cues. In the spring of 1895 Willies father had some hand bills printed up which said Hoppe Brothers The Boy Billiardists, they hit the road. Willie said we fared forth to astonish the world and one of the brothers indeed did do exactly that. They toured the state but just barely made expenses. Maurice Daly the former billiard champion and owner of the two greatest rooms in the country in Brooklyn booked them in for exhibitions. They finally hit the big leagues.

Daly said of Willie, you have the makings of a fine billiard player if you’ll study the game and practice. He felt the older brother Frank was the better pool player and played that game impulsively and was the better shot maker of the two. He felt Willie lacked the feel for the pocket game. Daly said I’ll make a carom player out of him. Pool was the minor game them, caroms was the main game and to have the greatest teacher of his day take you under his wing for instruction was a dream come true.
When they got home his father went out and bought 4 ivory billiard balls. The tables of that time could all be converted from a pool table to a billiard table by inserting blocks into the pockets. The pool tables were ten footers any way. At the age of 8 years and 2 months, Willie Hoppe potted his last pool ball. From that point on in his life all he played was Billiards. His pool career had lasted 3 years. When Willie was 9 his father sold the barber shop and took the boys out on a world wide tour. The die was cast; they had to win with their cues to eat. Not every where they went could they find a booking or an exhibition. Franks game did not advance and he soon realized he would never be the star at pool Willie was becoming a billiards. In a few years Frank packed it in and quit the tour.

The two kids never went to school and if you did that to kids today, take them out as roadies hanging out in smoke filled pool halls gambling with drunks, they would put you in jail forever. Back then things were quite different. In Chicago in 1897 and 98 Willie was taken under the wing of the young napoleon, Frank Ives, the greatest player of his day. Ives soon drank himself to death at 33. If he had not done that, Ives would have become Hoppe and Willie would have been a 2nd place runner up all the time. When Willie was 11 he was back in NYC under the instruction of Daly once more. In 1901 Willie turned pro and did well in his first big event. They gave him the name, the Boy Wonder.

Daly would book the French stars that came over into matches with the boy. In October 1902, Willie was booked into Paris by Jake Schaefer, the greatest player of his time. He now obtained his final finishing instructions from the grand master of grand masters, the wizard himself. He became a daily money match player in the Olympia Academy. Nobody had ever been better prepared and schooled to become what Hoppe finally did become, the greatest cueist of time.
January 15, 1906, Hoppe wins the world title and the super star is born. It all happened because he gave up that new fangled game called pool and learned the real game of the people of that time, balkline billiards.

If you would like to read the story of Willies great world victory, it is a marvelous one, but it’s long, 7 pages so be for warned about that. I will post it right after this sign off.
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The story of Willie Hoppes 1906 world title win

PLEASE NOTE THE PRELUDE TO THIS STORY IS ON THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE JUST BEFORE THIS ONE, PAGE 6 ON THE VERY BOTTOM.


Story of Hoppe l of 7 8-17-03

He was a billiards player. He began play as a baby. His father in the 1890’s was a Barber cutting heads in a small shop. His mother worked in the lunchroom in a small hotel 55 miles north of NYC. They lived in the basement room of the hotel. They were German immigrants. He was born on October 11, 1887. When his eyes first opened, the first thing he saw was the Billiard table. At the age of five he was playing standing on a chair. His grandfather Hoffman made a little bench for him to stand on. He would drag the bench from shot to shot. Sometimes he would just climb up on the table and lay out on it to reach a shot.

He was always very short, and learning to play so young, he developed a peculiar sidesaddle stroke. He always felt that is what set him apart, his two fingered hold had a natural twist in it he just played that resulted in a greater degree of English being imparted from that twist, from the grip and from the side saddle. He also felt that method give him a softer touch and finer more delicate stroke that the pendulum players could achieve. Jake Schaefer Jr and Ralph Greenleaf later had the same success with the same methods.
The table he grew up on was a pool table. When the men came in waiting to get their hair cut they could rent the table to play on. Many liked to play with the “Boy Wonder”. By the time he was eight, he had conquered all of the champions of Newburgh and Poughkeepsie. Soon the word went out, there were two kids, bothers over at the barbershop who played a great game of pool and would take on all comers. They were only 7 and 9 years old. His older brother Frank soon did not display the talent he was now showing. At 7 years old he was playing for money, a dime a game, which in today’s money might be about $3.00.

His father soon realized the youngster was beating everyone and making more than he was. He printed up handbills and a picture of his two sons who were then 7 & 9, and fared forth to astonish the world. He put the two kids out on the road supporting the entire family playing pool for money and doing shows. Soon the youngest child was the family’s total support. The handbill said:

HOPPE BROTHERS
THE BOY BILLIARDISTS

Willie Hoppes first exhibition at 7 years old was for Ten dollars, a lot of money back then, about $250 in today’s money. Willie had very strict practice sessions where every thing he did had to be performed perfectly. If he failed to practice perfectly, he was boxed on the ears. Their first tour was in 1895 and when they came home they just made expenses and broke even. His father now was ready to take on the great cities, so they worked down the river into NYC and was booked into the top hall in the country, Maurice Daly’s room, and the former world champion. Pool was in its infancy at that time. Billiards was the main game. Daly took young Willie in hand and switched him over to billiards and began teaching him.
Willie never potted another ball again. When Willie did a show and came home with a purse of $50 his mother now went with the program. Such money could not be had working at a lunch counter. In 1896 the child ran 310 at straight rail and 36 at cushion caroms. When he did that, his father closed the Barbershop and put Willie out on the road full time. They toured the country and they met the Young Napoleon in Chicago, Frank Ives, the greatest athlete of his time and the current world champion. Maurice Daly told Hoppe that Ives possessed the greatest pair of eyes anyone had ever ran across. When Hoppe met him, Ives gave him lessons on how to play the game correctly and how to make high runs. Ives was taking out everyone, Jake Schaefer, John Roberts, he was un beatable. Ives said to be a great champion you had to have two things, great vision, and great concentration.

He thought he was superman and could drink 3 times more whiskey than any other man and retain his steady nerve and his health. It shocked the world when he drank himself to death at 33 at the top of his game. The greatest pocket billiard player of all time Ralph Greenleaf would do the same thing 40 years later.
Hoppes father was a determined young Willie would not be destroyed by the devils brew. He was put on a strict and Spartan diet, he was not allowed to smoke, he never touched a drop of liquor in his life. He was now a pure and perfect athlete.

His brother frank gave up the tour in 1900; he was only playing pool and did not have the talent to beat the top players. Brunswick gave Willie a new 5x10 table to practice on and Daly continued to teach Willie. 14.2 & 18.1 balk line was the game of the time. Young Hoppe was now playing and observing closely all of the greats of his time, Daly, Ives, Schaefer, Morningstar, Slosson and all of the masters from Europe. He studied what they did and sucked it all up like a sponge.

Schaefer booked Hoppe into Paris, $300 a month and all expenses. All he had to do was play the best in Paris for money a couple of times a day. The attraction was to see the best play and to gamble on the outcome. It was 1902; Willie was now a serious money player taking on the best in the world. The center of Billiards and the site of the world championship was Paris, Willie was now playing and competiting with the best in the world, Schaefer and Vignaux. Rich Americans would come in on vacation or on business. They would visit the club for a glass of red wine and to see a match. Every time Willie would come up, if Charles Schwab the big steel magnate were in town, he would put $500 on Willie to win. The site, how it was layed out and what went on, would be repeated almost exactly 60 years later in a little town called Johnston City, Illinois.

A single table in an amphitheater, with the best playing, with serious money being bet by the railbirds and backers. When you were playing in Paris at the Olympia, you were in Yankee stadium, the big leagues of billiards. The Frank Sinatra of his day was Eddie Foy, the toast of Broadway. He loved to go to Paris and bet Hugh sums on Frank Ives when he played Vignaux because the Frenchmen gave good odds. These matches took on a USA Vs France patriotic theme. With Ives now dead, it opened the door for Hoppe to walk in. If Ives had not died so young, Hoppe would have been half of the star and legend he later became. Soon Foy began to bet big on Hoppe and win. Hoppe had two international very rich and very famous American superstars backing him when he played. Any American in the place almost felt honor bound to back the hometown boy as well. When Hoppe won them money, it was the custom to give him a piece of the action, a commission, so there was a large financial reason for him to play hard and to win. The money and the gambling were getting out of hand. The fear was the gambling and drinking was a menace to the young manhood of France, so laws were passed to take it down.

Hoppe was just 15 and playing with Vignaux in a money match when Le commissionaire of police came in with a order for Hoppe saying he shall not play billiards any more in Paris. They were shutting the action down. 70 years later, Minnesota Fats would yell out, the Bulls and da Feds are comin in da front door, everyone hide your carbuncles in your sock and dump your rods behind the bleachers. They found over 50 pistols there. The hustler’s jamboree would be busted in Johnston City, just like the Olympia was.

Hoppe losing all of his side bet income took a boat home. Schaefer was kicked out of Paris, as were all of the Americans. With their cash cow gone, they all returned to America and began charging much higher show fees than before. Schaefer could not afford to book these stars to travel with him and play him matches, they now wanted too much. Once more, a twist of fate opens the door for Hoppe. He went out for the old rates, and was now playing daily with the greatest living master of the game, the ultimate billiards genius. Others were mechanical or intellectual or thinking players. Jake Schaefer was just the opposite; he was the ultimate feel player. He played with his subconscious mind and taught Hoppe to do the same. This is the turning point in Hoppes career, for at this point, he is taught what Zen is and how to play in the Zone. The Greatest player of the 1800s turns over his secrets on Zen and the Zone to Hoppe who will go on to become the dominate player for the entire first half of the next century. The point is Zen and the zone, has created all of the greatest champions from the past.

It should be pointed out that the story of Willie Hoppe and how he came up, how he did it, is a very close parallel of Willie Mosconi, who would be his parallel star in pool, becoming also the greatest pool player of all time. It is no accident, the two greatest stars of the century, were developed exactly the same way. Schaefer was a very quick player, quick to size up a situation, quick to shoot. Once he got on a roll he would just let it roll and he knew instinctively what to do. He was playing with no thought. It was said when Schaefer hit the ball is like a caress. The same things were said about Greenleaf and Mosconi.


In time the storm about gambling in Paris cools down, the officials are greased and it’s business as usual. They bring Hoppe back over for twice what he had been paid before, so he brought over his father this time with him. He was guaranteed a 6 months contract, as was Schaefer. Hoppe learned red ball and 3-cushion.

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When Hoppe was 17 his father tried to book him into a match with Slosson in the USA who was the current champion but he refused to play a kid. Hoppe toured the US with Schaefer in 1905 playing against him every day. Slosson turned down another challenge the next season. Slosson lost to Sutton who lost to Vinguax and Hoppe was off to Paris to pursue him. What was to become the match of the century was now agreed to. January 15, 1906, Vignaux vs. Hoppe, 500 points for the world’s championship, a purse, very large prize money, a diamond trophy in the Grand ball room of the Grand Hotel of Paris.

Willies father let him sleep late on the day of the match then would not let him touch his cue all day long. He walked him down the Champs Elysees saying fresh air and exercise, a clear head and keen eyes are needed for the match. His father kept talking so Willie could not brood on the match coming up. Willie was given his only meal of the day at mid afternoon, which was mutton broth and crackers. His dad said Billiard players like athletes in every other sport eat sparingly before competition saying you cant play best while digesting. Lee Trevino 70 years later said a hungry dog hunts best. Willie got his final instructions then went for a nap. After a 2 hr sleep he was awakened and dressed. He was allowed only 20 minutes to limber up his stroke on a practice table.

The room was full of famous Americans who came over for the championship. The leader of the pack was Eddie Foy decked out in full soup and fish; a formal tuxedo with tails. The Comte de Dree, the referee makes a speech in French, then points to Hoppe who stands to light polite applause. He points to the Lion, Vignaux and everyone is on their feet in a roar. None of the Frenchmen think a 18 yr old kid in his first world championship has a chance to beat the 30 yr veteran and current world champion and national hero. The entire city is betting on him. Every American in the room is betting on Hoppe. Hugh sums are wagered, fortunes are soon to be lost or won over the outcome.

The match began with the Americans getting 4 to 1 odds. Schawab and Foy bet a fortune. At the first intermission Vignaux was in firm control and took the lead 266 to 228. The odds went from 4 to 1 now to 5 to 1. The American high rollers bet thousands of francs on the new odds, but were deeply worried and looking very glum. The worldly Frenchmen think they have a bunch of suckers and rubes on their hands betting fortunes on an untried untested kid who has never been a real big time winner and champion. They saw no way he could win.

When they resumed Hoppe came alive and ran a 51 and now for the first time in the match was ahead by 10 points. The score is now Hoppe 281 and Vignaux 279. It is at this crunch point in the match, one will step up and take it, win it, and one will allow it to just slip away. Hoppe obviously falls now deep into the zone. If I have ever heard a true definition of what it is like, Hoppe gives it. Everything in this story was taken from Hoppe’s own account as he wrote it in his book, Thirty years of Billiards published in 1925. Let us now have Hoppe give you the rest of the story as it appeared on page 95, “quote Hoppe, I add nine more to my string, and after Vignaux has collected 7, I go to the table and gather 34, turning the third century with a fair margin. Nine more for Vinguax then a miss. The balls are nicely placed. I play slowly at first, and then as they respond perfectly to the touch, I let my self out a little. I forget about the telegraph I once could hear in the background sending every detail direct to the New York newspapers. Its constant pounding sounds can no longer be heard. I forget the crowded boxes and their tiers of seats rising around the ballroom.

These rows of faces are faint and blurred and far away like strange fish seen through the greenish waters of an aquarium. In the stillness I am lost, sunk, abandoned at the bottom of the sea with this abstract problem in shifting ivory. The voice of the Comte de Dree, counting the points…. the click and whirr of the balls. …Except for these, all the noises of Paris are hushed and no noise is now coming in the windows as it was before. All of the noises of Paris are hushed and the world has paused on its axis…
Ninety-three. I go to my seat, drowned in a flood of applause for the highest run of the evening. Vignaux is old and reaching the end of his great career. He is cold and stiff from sitting so long in his chair. He rises, chalks his cue with grim determination. An old Lion still-at bay. He settles down to the table…makes a long carom…misses. A tired old man who feels his mantle slipping from his shoulders.
Score: Hoppe 417; Vinguax 295.
After a short run of 8, collected in the open table, I miss. Vignaux steps again to the table. Every eye is upon him; for it is plain he is summoning all of his old genius and strategy. While the crowd watches, breathless, he puts together a run of 27 caroms. His last stand.

Again the balls respond to my touch. I push resolutely ahead. 57 with 26 more to go. The balls line up in the middle of the table. They are too wide for a masse. A kiss is out of the question. This is the billiards players worst set up and nightmare, no reasonable shot. Without a pause to study the angle I swing my cue boldly into the ball. It flies around the table 4 rails and completes the count. There is no stopping me now. I have the bit between my teeth. Suddenly above the monotonous drone of the referee’s voice counting the points I hear a new note:
“…et pour trios!”
I am very tired. My cue is strangely heavy. It swings mechanically and the ball counts.
“….et pour deux!” Another carom successfully completed.
“…et pour un!” A single, solitary carom stands between me and the billiard championship of the world. It has cost me a boy’s inheritance.
“……et gagner!” I have made it.
I am drowned in a roar of triumph! I am caught up violently by enthusiastic Americans and swept around the table on their shoulders. Hats are tossed into the air and trampled under foot. Strange faces swirl around me. My father’s voice, thick with wine and emotion: Willie…Willie!
My back is thumped and my hand squeezed and my tired right arm wrung like a pump handle.
Somebody starts to sing, it is Eddie Foy. Everyone stands still, everything stops in place. Eddie Foy is singing the Star Spangled Banner; ever American in the room is singing it with him with tears in their eyes. I am thinking. “So this is what is means to be a champion.
Over the tossing heads of the throng I catch a glimpse of Vignaux. He is sitting in his chair, a tired old man; the fingers that failed him, mechanically rolling a cigarette…500 to 322, it is finally over.
Vinguax during his 30 year rein of billiard supremacy had lived in the grand style, mingled with a rich and famous sporting crowd, owned a string of race horses and had made over a million francs. Now all of that was coming to Hoppe. He walked out of the door with $5000 in his pocket, in today’s money that would be around $l25,000. Remember, there were no taxes in those days so you kept every penny you made. There were strong rumors that his backers had made fabulous fortunes in the 5 to 1 odds given to them and that Hoppe had been given rewards or commissions from them that sent him home almost a Millionaire in today’s money.

Hoppes average in the last half of the match was 40 points per inning.
We now know Hoppes great victory was from his teachings in Zen from Schaefer and this is the first account ever of any athlete in any sport, playing and winning something really big while obviously deep into the zone.
This was probably the greatest match every played, the most famous. It moved Billiards back to America and to NYC where the center of that world remains today. No player every walked away with more money than Hoppe did. No match was every played where more money was wagered and changed hands. It launched the career of the greatest cueist of all time to emerge a star and to win over 100 championships and to win world championships in 5 decades, a feat no one has ever matched. Hoppe was a world champion at 18 and a world champion well into his late 50’s.

When Hoppe returned to the USA for his defense of his title, he played to the largest crowd to ever see a billiards match. The Grand Central Palace was sold out a week in advance. A pair of tickets went for $1000 in today’s money. Over 4,000 people got around the table. Hoppe took out Slosson 500 to 391. His stardom was now assured and he would be the man, for the entire first half of the century. This was probably the high water mark of Billiards, when it was at is highest apex. Since the civil war, news of the world championships was front-page news in every newspaper. The game would continue to surge with popularity. Hoppe and Greenleaf would be major sports stars equal to fame of Ruth and Dempsey and Bobby Jones making the same amounts of money. Hoppe said the world championship title then was worth $1,000,000 a year in today’s money to any champion who held it. Once the great depression hit, pool and billiards would begin a gradual slide down to where they are today.
 
Another one of Hoppes backers and supporters was Mark Twain. He was ready to leave on a 6-month trip to Egypt and Brunswick gave him a new billiard table to play on. He was so over joyed, he cancelled the trip to stay home and play.
His letter back to them saying thanks, said the Billiard table is better than doctors. Have a billiardist on the premises and walk not less than ten miles every day with my cue in hand. And the walking is not the whole of the exercise, nor the most health-giving part of it. I think through the multitude of positions and attitudes it brings into play every muscle in the body and exercises them all. S.L.C.

Napoleon and Josephine made billiards their chief recreation at Versailles as it was also for the entire French court. Many of our great presidents played and enjoyed the game like Teddy Roosevelt. You should always be proud of being a billiards player; you come from a long line of players, which have included the crown heads of Europe to the most important people in the world.

Hoppe passes on to you his secrets of winning, here they are. He avoided any other sport that stressed his hands or arms. He felt the two best and safest to do was walking and swimming. He protected his eyes, days before an event; he would not go to a movie or read a newspaper. He rests his eyes. That would mean no TV or computer screens today.
He felt sleep restores strong nerves. He went to bed early, got up early and got plenty of sleep. He would nap 2 hrs between 4 and 6. Rest was very important to him. No smoking, no booze, no drugs, a clean and healthy body. He felt just a touch of nicotine or alcohol could trigger his nervous system to miss a vital point, which could affect his career.

He practiced 5 hrs a day. Prior to a championship he cut it down to 4 hrs a day. 4 days before the match he would taper off to 1 hr a day. The day before he does not play, he just walks and rests. He always repeated his game day preparations on how he won his first world event in 1906; he never deviated from that routine.

Hoppe maintained that the Japanese had the best attitude and temperament to play billiards. He said they are more agile, dexterous, quick to learn. He wrote they maintain a calm exterior in the face of adversity and their face never betrays emotion. All the time they are still learning inside. Hoppe obviously admired many of the traits of the Zen player.

Hoppe concluded this 252 page book with 36 lessons. His lesson number 1 was concentrate. This was the one he listed first as the most important to learn. He said mastery of the game of billiards is largely a state of mine. The mental attitude can be summed up simply in these 3 things. Knowing what you can do, knowing what you want to do, concentrating on the immediate shot.

Concentrate; keep your mind focused on the ivory that lies before you. Harness your brain and don’t let it wander off and begin to jump fences just as you are about to shoot. Keep your facilities keenly alert on the immediate problem and don’t relax until your cue tip has gone through and finished it’s job. Concentrate!
It’s the greatest mental exercise in the world, in billiards or anything else. You have now heard from the greatest player of all time and read the story of his great victory. You have the blueprint on how to train for a match. You can now clearly see Hoppe’s greatest skills and weapons was his knowledge he put to use on how to play using Zen skills and making high runs deep in the zone.
If you are wondering if this Zen thing is for real and if it can work for you, It made Hoppe the greatest player of all time 72 years ago. The techniques he used, still work today.

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King Cueball said:
It was no Attack, what world title did you win? If Efren blew it with his great pool career what kind of carrer do you think you had? you cant even chalk his cue! :D

For one time answer my question punk, who in the f are you, what in the F have you ever done punk? 7 gets you 11 you cant run 3 friggin balls in your best wet dream, punk.
 
Wow! I am overwhelmed. Your Hoppe story deserves at least 3 readings. As the orphans used to say in Dickens' time-MORE PLEASE!
 
hemicudas said:
Larry, I have never knocked anything you have posted. I have agreed with, probably, most of your posts but this I can not let pass.

Quote: Walter Tevis, author of "The Hustler" and "The Color Of Money", I went to Corcoran's Pool Roon in Frisco and saw a young, brash player by the name of Ronnie Allen who was a worldbeater, got the idea for the book and the rest is fiction and history.


That entire thing was debated and fought over for decades, why drag it out again because its a mute point, Tevis lost, Fatty won. It does not matter who was right, who stole what, he coned who, Fatty won. He had the mic, the press listened to him. They ignored Tevis, Fatty wins. There was a Fast Eddy, he was my friend, we played in the same pool hall together, Fast Eddy Parker. There was a Fast Larry, me, we both had those handles prior to 1961. There was a Rudolph Walderone, Chicago Fats, he did exist, he was my friend. Tevis writes a short story for Esquire magazine. Is is the Hustler story. Fast Eddy told me he had ran into Tevis and told him the story of how he went to NYC to match up and play the great one, the fat hustler, New York fats, Walderone. Fast Eddy did pass a lie detector test on this issue by the way. Tevis rewites the entire story a 2nd time, changing the names of the main characters from Big Sam to Minnesota Fats. It runs in the new hot magazine Playboy. Tevis then extends it into a book once more changing it around and rewriting it a 3rd time. He sells the script to hollywood for a movie and they rewrite it around for a 4th time.
The fat hustler had to be Rudy, or a composite of Rudy and Martin Kiaman.
The young roadie was Fast Eddy Parker.

The movie stars Jackie Gleason as Minnesota Fats and Paul Newman as Fast Eddy Felson. Rudy jumps up and says that's me, he had never been to Minnesota before, so he changed his name legally to Minnesota Fats. He pushed his case hard he was the one and the media and pool playing public bought it. They wanted a real live hero, legend walking around. Having one was good for pool.
Tevis in print several times said Rudy was not the one, that one did not exist, that he had made up the character surely as Walt Disney made up Donald Duck. Nobody believed him. He had a lot to protect. If he had stole the story from Eddy, why would he want to admit that and open the door for Rudy and Eddy to come in for a share of the riches the movie was generating. Tevis had every reason to develop amnesia.

Fast Eddy did not do well trying to sell he was the other character, most did not buy his story. He never became the hugh star Rudy did. Eddy did make a nice career traveling around doing trick shot shows and meeting players. He was a really nice looking man and a wonderful person, he was my close friend.

I do not know the answer to the riddle, Tevis could be telling the truth or lying like a dog to protect his story and reputation, who knows, we will never know. Maybe Fatty did jump up and steal the identity and then pull off the biggest con in pool's history, I would not put that one past him either. I just don't know, but my gut says Tevis stole the story from Eddy and Eddy told me the truth about how it went down.

I have no role in this, other than being friends with both of them. Tevis made money on the story, Rudy got rich on it and Eddy got a tour going from it. Nobody got hurt here. The story woke up pool and put it back on a roll making thousands of new room owners rich also. This entire thing is nothing but a win win thing. I don't care if Rudy was the one or pulled off one hell of a con. It does not matter to me.

You should watch the movie the man who killed Liberty Valance. At the end Jimmy stewart is trying to confess to a newspaper reporter he was not the legend they all though he was for the last 40 years. Another man did it and he just stoke the story and assumed the identity. After hearing the confession for 2 hrs and writing it all down, the reporter tore it up and tossed it out the window of the train saying, When every one buys into the legend, you then just print the legend.

So my advice my friend is not to fight the Fatty legend, just go along with it, nobody now wants you to tell them he was a fraud or phony and a con, in their mind he is the legend, so print the legend. You never know, maybe he really was the one, maybe Tevis was the con. It's really hard to know or tell.
The only person who told more lies than fatty was Himmler. Fatty's entire stick was one continuous lie one right after the other one. The best one he had was where he beded Fatima and 20 years later came back to Egypt to bed her daughter, she was so pleased with his performance she took a hugh ruby from her belly button and gave it to him, he put it in a door and has not seen it since. That was the kind of wild crap you got out of the guy. Most of it was so outrageous you just laughed at the nutty story its self. I would never believe a single thing Fatty every told me. When you begin to get by with telling lies, then you quickly lose track of reality and you begin to live your lies and believe your own bull S***.

Fast Eddy I would believe, he was a different person. Fast Eddy said he was the one and he did go and play the fat man, and I believe him, he sold me.

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yobagua said:
Wow! I am overwhelmed. Your Hoppe story deserves at least 3 readings. As the orphans used to say in Dickens' time-MORE PLEASE!

That what I always say, if its a really good book I read it twice and then see the movie about it 3 times. I hope you enjoyed the story and you now see why I said, there is no debate about who the greatest cueist of all time is, nobody else even comes close. :D
 
Although Davis's achievments are outstanding, I beg to differ on who was the best, even Steve Davis said Hendry was a better player than himself.
Basic Facts


Born
January 13, 1969

Lives
Auchterarder, Tayside, Scotland

Nickname
"The Golden Boy", "The Great One", "The Maestro"

Turned pro
1985

Match stats
1998/99 ranking events; 1999/2000 ranking events

Highest pro break
147 (eight times: 1992 Matchroom League, 1995 Embassy World Championship, 1995 Royal Liver Assurance UK Championship, 1997 Liverpool Victoria Charity Challenge, 1998 Dr Martens Premier League, 1999 British Open (autumn), 1999 Liverpool Victoria UK Championship and 2001 Rothmans Grand Prix)

Highest ranked
1 (1990-97)

Current ranking
2

World Championship best
Winner seven times (1990, 1992-94, 1995, 1996, 1999)

Best ranking event performance
Winner of 35 tournaments: Grand Prix 1987, 1990, 1991, 1995; British Open 1988, 1991, 1999 (autumn), 2003; Asian Open 1989, 1990; Dubai Duty Free Classic 1989, 1990, 1993; Embassy World Championship 1990, 1992-94, 1995, 1996, 1999; UK Championship 1989, 1990, 1994, 1995, 1996; Regal Welsh 1992, 1997, 2003; Scottish Open 1993 (International), 1997 (International), 1999; European Open 1993 (Dec), 1994, 2001; Thailand Masters 1998

Major invitation tournament victories:
Benson & Hedges Masters 1989, 1990, 1991, 1992, 1993, 1996; Benson & Hedges Irish Masters 1992, 1997, 1999; Regal Scottish Masters 1995; Liverpool Victoria Charity Challenge 1995, 1997; Liverpool Victoria Champions Cup 1999

Career centuries
422 (end of 1997/98 season)

Career centuries
54 (end of 1997/98 season)

Career earnings
£6,863,186 (through the 2001 Thailand Masters)

2000/2001 earnings
£195,950 (through the Thailand Masters)

Speciality
Break-building, centre pocket pots

Achievements
Stephen has won 35 ranking (record) and 77 titles in all (from 109 finals). He has won a record seven World championships, six Masters and five UK championships. After surpassing Steve Davis in 1990 he was the No. 1 player in the rankings until 1998.

He became the youngest World Professional Champion, at 21 yr 106 days on 29 Apr 1990.

Hendry became the first player to make more than two tournament 147s. His first was made in the 1992 Matchroom League and his second in the 1995 World Championship. The record-breaking third maximum came on 25 Nov 1995 in the UK Championship. Not content with this he made his fourth maximum on 5 Jan 1997 in the 1997 Liverpool Victoria Charity Challenge, his fifth on 23 May 1998 in the 1998 Dr Martens Premier League, his sixth on 19 Sep 1999 in the final of the 1999 British Open (the first maximum in a ranking final), his seventh on (21-23) November in 1999 in the 1999 Liverpool Victoria UK Championship and his eighth on 25 Feb 2001 in the final of the 2001 Rothmans Grand Prix!

Stephen made seven centuries in the final of the 1994 UK Championship, which is a record in a professional match. He also became the first player ever to make five centuries in seven frames.

From 17 Mar 1990 to his defeat by Jimmy White on 13 Jan 1991, the Scot won five sucessive titles and 36 consecutive matches in ranking tournaments. That's the longest unbeaten run ever.

Hendry is one of only five players to win both the World Championship and the UK Championship in the same year. Steve Davis, John Parrott, John Higgins and Ronnie O'Sullivan are the others.

Together with Steve Davis and John Higgins he is also the only one to hold the World, UK and Masters titles at the same time.

Hendry holds the record for most tons by one player in a tournament. He made 16 centuries during the 2002 World Championship.

He was voted WPBSA Young Player of the Year in 1988 and Player of the Year in 1990, 1991, 1992, 1993, 1995 and 1996.

He was a member of Scottish teams that won the 1996 Castrol-Honda World Cup and the 2001 Coalite Nations Cup.

Miscellaneous
He has defeated Jimmy White in four World Championship finals (1990, 1992-94). His career record against the "Whirlwind" is 27-13 (?). Hendry had won their last 14 encounters before he was dumped 10-4 in the first round of the 1998 World Championship.

In the 1998 UK Championship he suffered a career-worst 9-0 loss to Marcus Campbell in the first round.

Stephen had won all his 12 matches with Tony Drago before he was beaten thrice in a row, in the quarter-finals of the 1998 German Masters, the quarter-finals of the 1998 Irish Open and the second round of the 1999 Benson & Hedges Masters.
 
Slasher said:
Although Davis's achievments are outstanding, I beg to differ on who was the best, even Steve Davis said Hendry was a better player than himself.
Basic Facts


Born
January 13, 1969

Lives
Auchterarder, Tayside, Scotland

Nickname
"The Golden Boy", "The Great One", "The Maestro"

Turned pro
1985

Match stats
1998/99 ranking events; 1999/2000 ranking events

Highest pro break
147 (eight times: 1992 Matchroom League, 1995 Embassy World Championship, 1995 Royal Liver Assurance UK Championship, 1997 Liverpool Victoria Charity Challenge, 1998 Dr Martens Premier League, 1999 British Open (autumn), 1999 Liverpool Victoria UK Championship and 2001 Rothmans Grand Prix)

Highest ranked
1 (1990-97)

Current ranking
2

World Championship best
Winner seven times (1990, 1992-94, 1995, 1996, 1999)

Best ranking event performance
Winner of 35 tournaments: Grand Prix 1987, 1990, 1991, 1995; British Open 1988, 1991, 1999 (autumn), 2003; Asian Open 1989, 1990; Dubai Duty Free Classic 1989, 1990, 1993; Embassy World Championship 1990, 1992-94, 1995, 1996, 1999; UK Championship 1989, 1990, 1994, 1995, 1996; Regal Welsh 1992, 1997, 2003; Scottish Open 1993 (International), 1997 (International), 1999; European Open 1993 (Dec), 1994, 2001; Thailand Masters 1998

Major invitation tournament victories:
Benson & Hedges Masters 1989, 1990, 1991, 1992, 1993, 1996; Benson & Hedges Irish Masters 1992, 1997, 1999; Regal Scottish Masters 1995; Liverpool Victoria Charity Challenge 1995, 1997; Liverpool Victoria Champions Cup 1999

Career centuries
422 (end of 1997/98 season)

Career centuries
54 (end of 1997/98 season)

Career earnings
£6,863,186 (through the 2001 Thailand Masters)

2000/2001 earnings
£195,950 (through the Thailand Masters)

Speciality
Break-building, centre pocket pots

Achievements
Stephen has won 35 ranking (record) and 77 titles in all (from 109 finals). He has won a record seven World championships, six Masters and five UK championships. After surpassing Steve Davis in 1990 he was the No. 1 player in the rankings until 1998.

He became the youngest World Professional Champion, at 21 yr 106 days on 29 Apr 1990.

Hendry became the first player to make more than two tournament 147s. His first was made in the 1992 Matchroom League and his second in the 1995 World Championship. The record-breaking third maximum came on 25 Nov 1995 in the UK Championship. Not content with this he made his fourth maximum on 5 Jan 1997 in the 1997 Liverpool Victoria Charity Challenge, his fifth on 23 May 1998 in the 1998 Dr Martens Premier League, his sixth on 19 Sep 1999 in the final of the 1999 British Open (the first maximum in a ranking final), his seventh on (21-23) November in 1999 in the 1999 Liverpool Victoria UK Championship and his eighth on 25 Feb 2001 in the final of the 2001 Rothmans Grand Prix!

Stephen made seven centuries in the final of the 1994 UK Championship, which is a record in a professional match. He also became the first player ever to make five centuries in seven frames.

From 17 Mar 1990 to his defeat by Jimmy White on 13 Jan 1991, the Scot won five sucessive titles and 36 consecutive matches in ranking tournaments. That's the longest unbeaten run ever.

Hendry is one of only five players to win both the World Championship and the UK Championship in the same year. Steve Davis, John Parrott, John Higgins and Ronnie O'Sullivan are the others.

Together with Steve Davis and John Higgins he is also the only one to hold the World, UK and Masters titles at the same time.

Hendry holds the record for most tons by one player in a tournament. He made 16 centuries during the 2002 World Championship.

He was voted WPBSA Young Player of the Year in 1988 and Player of the Year in 1990, 1991, 1992, 1993, 1995 and 1996.

He was a member of Scottish teams that won the 1996 Castrol-Honda World Cup and the 2001 Coalite Nations Cup.

Miscellaneous
He has defeated Jimmy White in four World Championship finals (1990, 1992-94). His career record against the "Whirlwind" is 27-13 (?). Hendry had won their last 14 encounters before he was dumped 10-4 in the first round of the 1998 World Championship.

In the 1998 UK Championship he suffered a career-worst 9-0 loss to Marcus Campbell in the first round.

Stephen had won all his 12 matches with Tony Drago before he was beaten thrice in a row, in the quarter-finals of the 1998 German Masters, the quarter-finals of the 1998 Irish Open and the second round of the 1999 Benson & Hedges Masters.

FL RESPONDS, THANKS FOR THE UP DATE. YES I HAVE MANY TAPES OF STEPHENS MATCHES AND AM A GREAT ADMIRER OF HIM. Yes, no question about this, none at all. We take Minnesota Fats off my list, put Hendry in Davis's place and move Steve down one notch, how's that. If any pool player bitches about that, then tell me which one has won more than 7 million pounds in prize money, IF HE HAS NOT DONE THAT, THEN SHUT UP.
tHAT SHOULD FRANKLY SHUT UP THE ENTIRE LOT OF THEM. 422 CENTURIES, SOMEBODY REMIND ME, how many centuries did the great Joe Davis have?
 
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Joe Davis's career is a tough one as it involved the war years and the way in which the titles were actually challenged for. Some years were uncontested so he remained world champion by default.
as far as stats on centuries etc, I will need some time to find those.
No one has come close to Hendry and although it is hard to apply the monica "best cueman" to someone that only plays one dicipline of cue-sport.
I would imagine he would still be the best that has ever lived if he applied himself to those other diciplines.
As for Effren also being a world class snooker player as someone posted earlier. I would suggest he would get whacked by even the amatuers in the UK. I know the level of play as I played there for many years.
 
Slasher said:
Joe Davis's career is a tough one as it involved the war years and the way in which the titles were actually challenged for. Some years were uncontested so he remained world champion by default.
as far as stats on centuries etc, I will need some time to find those.
No one has come close to Hendry and although it is hard to apply the monica "best cueman" to someone that only plays one dicipline of cue-sport.
I would imagine he would still be the best that has ever lived if he applied himself to those other diciplines.
As for Effren also being a world class snooker player as someone posted earlier. I would suggest he would get whacked by even the amatuers in the UK. I know the level of play as I played there for many years.



FL RESPONDS.
Don't pay any attention to this rubbish. These pool players have no concept on what abillity levels Hendy and company are playing on. Rempe, Mizerak, many came over to get into the honey pot and were badly embarrassed. They are so all out of their league it is funny. Your 50th ranked player would wack out most of them with no bloomin trouble.
 
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