Best Pool Hall Fight!

i was sitting at the bar (a local dive), was just hanging out. these 4 guys playing pool start going at it. bottles flying, swinging, etc. the bartender, a sweetheart of a woman, but weighed 275+, and was known for knocking guys out, jumps in and does this WWF move and takes them all to the ground. fists flying, and legs kicking. one of the guys must have lost his shoe in the scuffle. so imagine this........5 people swinging and kicking on the ground, she sees this barefoot in front of her face. she grabs it, and almost bites a toe clean off!! there was scream from the other side of the pile.

one of the funniest thing ive ever seen in my life.:D


chris G
 
Pool Fights

I been in a few and seen a bunch. The worst one I just missed...unfortunately for my buddy. He was playing a few guys in this little dive, that he was a regular at, in Council Bluffs, IA for like $5 a rack. It was getting late and I was tired of watching so I headed home but a few of our other buddies were still there but apparently the number of buddies dwindled to none. Come to find out after I left he was up like $20, yes only 20 damn dollars and it was closing time so he tried to cash out and the guy he was playing said he wasn't paying. So my buddy called him a couple choice words and just got ready to head out. The guy, his two buddies, and the girls they were with took offense and rat packed him savagely. One of the guys tackled him and bit half his ear off, while another beat him repeatedly about the head with a cue ball, while the girls and other guy put the boots to him. This is the bar tenders (girl, so no help) account. There was no one there left to help him. He had to have his ear reconstructed and he got staples all over his skull from the cue ball blows. He was lucky to make it out alive all over $20.
 
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SnakePool said:
Actually it was a bar towel, I don't think Stevie had time to remove a shoe much less a shoe and then a sock.... lol

I'm a big fan of Seagal. You can't beat the pool cue fight either.

Jet Li in Kiss of the Dragon when he kicked the snooker ball out of the pocket. That move owned.
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Oh darn, I watched it so long ago. Guess I can quit wearing socks now. Yes, I like that Jet Li one too. Anything chopsocky. :p
 
Baltimore, Maryland

Well, Dundalk actually. If you know anything about Dundalk you will understand this one. I was at an APA Tri Annual several years ago and I was engaged in a tight match with the late, great Fred Wenker. Three tables over, one drunk guy starts arguing with his teamate. Both men were over 250lbs. On three occasions, very big guys came over to try to calm the guy down. The last guy, known only to me by the name of Joey (6'2" 240 and cut) walks over to the situation and starts trying to reason with the drunk. At this point, Fred and I have stopped playing and are watching. People around the tables have began pushing the pool balls off the table to prevent balls from being used as projectiles. All of a sudden, the guy says something disrespectful to Joey. Fred says to me, "watch this, he really shouldn't have said that." BAM, Joey hits this guy in the face harder than I've ever seen a person get punched. The guy was standing in front of a chair and falls right through the chair and the back of his head cracks on the pool table on his way down. While the guy is on the ground out cold, one of his teamates, 5'6", 135 lbs jumps over the scorers table, stands over him, and proceeds to give him a knockout count. That was the funniest thing I think I've ever seen. Within twenty minutes the guy woke up and the ambulance came to took him to the hospital because he broke his leg and he fells through the chair.

Also, I have been to this pool hall in Northern, Virginia four times in my life and witnessed a fight twice. That's a pretty crazy percentage. Next time I think about paying $50 to watch a professional boxing match, I might just think the better of it and head over to Alexandria.
 
I was working for about 6 months in Clicks Billiards in Memphis, TN which is a sports bar with a bunch of tv's and a big screen. They have been doing very well during football season showing games on the big screen. The place was packed up every monday. One of those nights after the game a couple of guys started to argue over the score. Not much of the fight, just a verbal exchange. Than just like that one of the guys left and came back with his gun. He came up to the guy that he was argueing with and shot him to death 5 times. Ironicly that guy left a wife and 5 children. They were both black man.
Memphis is top 3 dangerous cities in the country following New York and Detroit with 70% of black population.
 
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Guru said:
That's just a testament to how big (and diverse) the place was. Serious pool in the back... bikers n yayhoos by the bar and door. :p

The other day I was chatting with someone on here who talks to Don Hoppe regularly and I guess he was relaying some old Galaxy war stories. One in particular where I threw a guy out by his neck, with his feet off the ground the whole way (that's what happens when ya take a swing at the owner while he's talking the bouncer) :rolleyes:
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Yeah man, I guess that is a true statement. I was usually in the back area away from Bandido land, unless I was getting a beer at the bar. Still miss that place, talk about a classic "Old School" pool hall! You were taking your life in your hands sometimes going into that mens room!
 
Mr. Wilson said:
Phoenix, Az. Golden 8 ball.
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Seemd like fights were a regular occurance at that place...half the time nobody even bothered to stop what they were doing....It also seemed like every dude that was being chased by the cops decided to run into the 8-ball.....(being chased by 4 or 5 cops)


The best one I can remeber was between a street bum and a phone booth....It was at College Billiards in San Diego...This street bum that seemed a little mentally irregular was walking around inside during a tournament...Louie Ulrich was playing anthother guy in a tournament match...A room employee had asked the guy to leave, and as the guy was walking by the table, the guy asked Louie if a soda that was on the table was his...Louie said "no"....The guy picked up the soda and threw it on the pool table and then bolted for the door...The guy went outside and grabbed a bag full of clothes (probably his) went into the middle of the street..(which is kind of a busy street) and started ripping all the clothes out of the bag and throwing them all over the place....Then, he picked them all up and was stuffing them back in the bag..All of a sudden he starts ripping them out of the bag and throwing them all over the place again...The whole time disrupting traffic...He finally did make it across the street and starting beating on a phone booth...It looked like he was hitting it hard enough to break bones....Lucky for him a cop car drove up....Otherwise the phone booth would have beat the crap out of the guy....
 
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shot him to death 5 times.
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As the weeping widow explained to the judge over the recent demise of her husband, "Honestly, your Honor. I didn't mean to shoot him 6 times....I thought the first 2 would kill the S.O.B.":D
 
BRKNRUN said:
Seemd like fights were a regular occurance at that place...half the time nobody even bothered to stop what they were doing....It also seemed like every dude that was being chased by the cops decided to run into the 8-ball.....(being chased by 4 or 5 cops)


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I saw many a fight in there. Most didn't last very long. If you took it outside, bouncers couldn't care less.

During daylight, there were never any enforcers there, but if you messed with some of the games.......well, I'd rather have been in a fight with the bouncers :)

I've seen cops running through the place with weapons drawn more than once.


I miss that place :(
 
coastydad said:
All those years playing at Galaxy Billiards in SA I never saw a real one. Heard of a few, LOL!
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My business partner was the Mgr of Galaxy billiards and has told me about each one of them about 200 times. We call him Rerun.
 
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blah blah said:
rick- i always miss the fights, too. And I'm in all the right places, but all the "wrong" times (worked nights at jointed cue, with carlos, time served: '91-'92).

...Although two years ago at Hard Times in Sac I saw a man finish an argument by spitting in the woman's face, twice. I think I was more shocked than I would have been if he'd hit her.
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I was at Hardtimes in Sac when Bryce Avilla got punched out right outside the front door. I could barely see it because I was leaving from the door of the tournament room that comes out in the front parking lot when the fight started. There was a crowd of people around them and I think it was just a one-punch fight that resulted in Bryce losing quite a few teeth. I didn't know what it was about and didn't really care. I just thought it was kind of sad that a guy as young as him and with his talent should be getting in that kind of predicament.
 
1-pocket-player said:
My friend was Tongan.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
When you get to know most of them they are the friendliest people you will ever meet. Some of my best friends are Polynesian and if you're in trouble they will defend you like you're a member of their family.
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yeah,,,in a fight,,,you want to be on THEIR side.
 
A few years ago I was playing in a small place I frequented callad "Buddies".
This older guy with a couple of his friends had been into the booze, and he wanted to play.
I ended up taking $111.78 off him (all he had on him).
He goes back to his table. After about another hour of boozing with his buddies,(who had been ribbing him the whole time about losing all his cash) he staggers back over to me and starts yappin' about how he got cheated, and wants his money back.
I start laughing at him because he's so skinned, and weaving all over the place.
I guess he was pretty pissed, but instead of taking a swing at me, the guy turns red as a beet, falls down on the floor, pukes, and passes out.
Then his buddies come over, and apologise, and tell me he does this all the time.
I guess you could say it was the best pool hall fight I "never" got in. Not a punch thrown!
 
From what I hear Bryce got his teeth knocked out a couple of times, once by the bouncer at Hard Times and once somewhere else. He really got into the alcohol and ran around with some bad people, it really is a shame considering he is really talented with a cue.
 
I forget the exact phrase but there was a great quote in "Playing Off the Rail" where one of the guys said "Never use the cue in a pool hall fight. The cue will just break off someone's back. Always stick to the balls. They'll knock you out. I'm Nolan f-in Ryan with the pool balls."
 
My first intro to Danny Diliberto was in the 60's at Ye Billiard Den in Hollywood. He walks into the pool room and sees Crazy Bruce and says where is my money!!!!! You stiffed me and I got a wife and kid who needed it. Danny just starts whipping on this guy with smacks to the head that was fast as lightning. The guy was screaming on the ground for mercy. Danny D was one not to be messed with.

Last time I saw Crazy Bruce a year ago he had a $10,000 Rolex on his wrist with a large wad in his pocket and designer clothes. Last time I saw Danny was at this years Derby doing his commentating.
 
at a fine high class establishment with pool tables

This wasn't strictly speaking a pool hall although a lot of pool was played there. Two regulars who were usually friends are going at each other verbally at the bar and had been for about thirty minutes without seeming to get any more angry or less. They were in a little dead end alley where the bar counter turned and went into the wall. The pay phone was at the end of the little alley and I needed to make a quick phone call. It looked like they were just going to sit there and drink beer and bicker at each other all night so I figured it was fine to amble past them to the phone and make the call.(pre-cellphone days)

"D" decides he is ready to fight and reaches into his belt to lay his pistol on the bar, being a gentleman. He neglected to mention his intentions to "J" so as soon as the pistol flashed "J" laid "D's" head open with the beer mug he was drinking from and the fight was on. They were rolling around at my feet with no room to get by them so I was backed up into the corner by the pay phone.

As soon as the fight started every other man in the place comes out with a pistol as did more than half of the ladies. I reached under my belt and snatched out a handful of belly hair, no pistol! I hate it when that happens.

The lady in her sixties that owned the bar had the hots for one of the lads in his early twenties that was rolling around on the floor so she decides to help. She grabbed a house stick near the tip and was drawing back over her head until the butt of the stick touched her heels and bringing it whistling down in a full circle. Problem was the two on the floor were rolling around so much that she was hitting one as often as the other so they were both yipping and hollering. The real problem from my point of view was that I now had my back jammed tightly in the corner with my feet spread out in front of me and the butt of the stick passing a couple of inches in front of me at every swing. To move to catch the stick, I had to lean forward first and the way the lady was chopping wood she would have caught me with the stick as I tried to come forward.

Someone else finally caught her and things quietened down enough that we could get half the crowd locked in and the other half locked out since they had all taken sides. Then we had to make sure the couple of accidental discharges that occurred when the folks were all trying to drag pistols out hadn't damaged anything important like a beer keg.

After about fifteen minutes the manager of the bar threw me the door key and asked me to take a look to see what was going on outside. I opened the door just as a lady cop was stepping up to it. That led to another funny story but this post is long enough already.

Some youngster on here commented that he didn't think bikers were tough. This was a biker bar back in the seventies before only rich folks could afford Harleys and things like this went on so regularly that it wasn't particularly notable except from the humor standpoint. I remember it also because I was dumb enough to get myself hemmed into that corner.

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BAZARUS said:
I was working for about 6 months in Clicks Billiards in Memphis, TN which is a sports bar with a bunch of tv's and a big screen. They have been doing very well during football season showing games on the big screen. The place was packed up every monday. One of those nights after the game a couple of guys started to argue over the score. Not much of the fight, just a verbal exchange. Than just like that one of the guys left and came back with his gun. He came up to the guy that he was argueing with and shot him to death 5 times. Ironicly that guy left a wife and 5 children. They were both black man.
Memphis is top 3 dangerous cities in the country following New York and Detroit with 70% of black population.
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Actually New York City is not even in the top 10 dangerous cities in the USA.
 
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