Jack Kompan
Jack Kompan, Mystick Cues
Typest I am not
Sorry folks. Yes it was most certainly 120 to 117.
Earsl's late match unraveling is easy to uncerstand. The Color of Money was staged at Ridgeway's bar in Hong Kong, a very small place. After Efren's posse, the local staff, Manili camera crew and Earl, there was room for only 35 invited guests.
CofM was not a commercial venture, it was an Ego trip sponsored by owner and professional gambler Robert Moore. The atmosphere was up close and personal. You could touch the table, smell the sweat and whispers were like thunderclaps.
When the match started the small crowd evenly split, showed even sportsmanship and simply wanted to see what we all believed would be the greatest nine-ball match ever held up to that time. As tne match ran on the worm turned.
Without going into details, every bad conduct story you have ever heard about Earl either originated or was duplicated in Hong Kong. By night three Earl was the most disliked pool player you can imagine. Efren was the house favorite to a man. 25 hecklers in Madison Square Garden can be ignored. The same crowd in a phone booth can tear a spirit down.
By the end of Efren's come back and the end of the match Earl must have felt like he hadn't a friend in the world. He certainly had none in Ridgeway's.
Here is a little known fact. Prior to the match, at the players meeting, Rober Moore let the players decide on the length of the match. Efren said 100 would be enough. Being younger, in better shape and a nonsmoker, Earl felt he would have the advantage in a marathon. He insisted on the goal line being set at 120.
Had Earl lost that argument he would have trounced Efren in what would have been one of his more celebrated victories ever. Who was it that first said "beware of what you wish for, you just might get it?"
I'm sure there are more typos. Hope everyone can handle it...jack

Sorry folks. Yes it was most certainly 120 to 117.
Earsl's late match unraveling is easy to uncerstand. The Color of Money was staged at Ridgeway's bar in Hong Kong, a very small place. After Efren's posse, the local staff, Manili camera crew and Earl, there was room for only 35 invited guests.
CofM was not a commercial venture, it was an Ego trip sponsored by owner and professional gambler Robert Moore. The atmosphere was up close and personal. You could touch the table, smell the sweat and whispers were like thunderclaps.
When the match started the small crowd evenly split, showed even sportsmanship and simply wanted to see what we all believed would be the greatest nine-ball match ever held up to that time. As tne match ran on the worm turned.
Without going into details, every bad conduct story you have ever heard about Earl either originated or was duplicated in Hong Kong. By night three Earl was the most disliked pool player you can imagine. Efren was the house favorite to a man. 25 hecklers in Madison Square Garden can be ignored. The same crowd in a phone booth can tear a spirit down.
By the end of Efren's come back and the end of the match Earl must have felt like he hadn't a friend in the world. He certainly had none in Ridgeway's.
Here is a little known fact. Prior to the match, at the players meeting, Rober Moore let the players decide on the length of the match. Efren said 100 would be enough. Being younger, in better shape and a nonsmoker, Earl felt he would have the advantage in a marathon. He insisted on the goal line being set at 120.
Had Earl lost that argument he would have trounced Efren in what would have been one of his more celebrated victories ever. Who was it that first said "beware of what you wish for, you just might get it?"
I'm sure there are more typos. Hope everyone can handle it...jack


