Jay, have you heard anything of Cliff Joyner lately?Once again I feel so fortunate to have known and been friends with almost all these guys being discussed on here. First of all I will add my list of the greatest black pool players of all time in no particular order, other than my own opinion.
1. It has to be James Evans, the man considered by his peers to have been the equal of Ralph Greenleaf.
2. Marvin Henderson, possessor of the most beautiful stance and stroke (along with Ed Kelly) that I ever saw on any pool player. Marvin was a thing of beauty to watch play. He was like the icing on the cake the way he smooth stroked those balls. He caressed them rather than hit them. And the balls loved him back for treating them so well. And he was my dear, dear friend! My eyes water up when I talk about him. He always had a big smile for me and an invitation to join him, whether it was having a beer, going out for dinner or just some bar hopping for fun. And yes, we did have a smoke or two or three together, getting high and laughing at the world. It broke my heart when I heard he died. I loved Marvin Henderson the man, not the pool player.
3. Cisero Murphy, only one of the absolute best players of his generation, right up there with Lassiter, Balsis, Crane and all the rest. Another fine man, who was soft spoken and let his cue do the talking. He remained humble his entire life and never let the obstacles he faced discourage him or his love for the game. Probably my second best friend after Marvin. I had mad respect for Cisero. He was a legitimate world champion and worthy addition to the BCA HOF.
4. James "Rags" Wood, an early mentor to me when I traversed the black poolrooms of L.A. He was the king of the L.A. ghetto and everyone respected him, gangsters and players alike. Rags was known coast to coast and all the top players knew who he was. He could play all games and he led a stable of great black players from L.A., all of whom he influenced in their games. Another warm and friendly man who looked out for the underdog and lived a life of honor, even among the outlaws who populated the poolrooms of his era. He and Marvin had several memorable encounters with no clear cut winner.
5. Cliff Joyner, one of the most talented men with a cue that I ever met. For many years, he was the second best One Pocket player in the country, with only Efren rated ahead of him. He had the most powerful and consistent stroke of just about anybody, able to overpower the balls and the table, and make them do his bidding. He also became my friend and partner and we made some pretty good money in our time together. Contrary to popular opinion Cliff could play all games on any table, even winning both divisions of the U.S. Bar Table one year.
6. Cecil "The Serpent" Tugwell, one of the most talented cueman I ever met, but his temper got in the way of his greatness. When he got mad his game diminished. When he kept it under control he was near unbeatable. I took him on the road a couple of times and all he did was win, win, win. After he broke his wrist I thought he was done and a year later he came back playing left handed almost as good as he played righty before, but not quite. By far the best player I ever saw to switch hands during the prime of his career.
7. Bugs Rucker belongs right up there among the greats but I didn't know him nearly as well. I do know that he played the best One Pocket players (Ronnie, Shorty and Taylor) dead even and not many could do that. He, along with Taylor, were considered the best Bank Pool players of their era and maybe of all time.
That's about it for now. Thanks for reading.
Jay, have you heard anything of Cliff Joyner lately?
I used to see him here in B'ham occasionally.
I know he had a stroke a couple years ago, (?, time doesn't register correctly in my head anymore).
I've asked a few folks around here in the last few months, nobody knows.
Murphy must have played with a Balabushka- sure looks like one in his hands in the photo above.
Jay, have you heard anything of Cliff Joyner lately?
I used to see him here in B'ham occasionally.
I know he had a stroke a couple years ago, (?, time doesn't register correctly in my head anymore).
I've asked a few folks around here in the last few months, nobody knows.
Thanks Tom, glad to hear it.I saw Cliff in New Orleans a couple of weeks ago. He was hitting a few balls and playing some 1P. Cliff is a super nice guy to play, I’ve enjoyed playing him.
There’s a large well built black player that I first played at Cue and cushion south of Lambert field, St Louis. I’ve also played him a few times at Buffalo’s during a couple of the big 1P tournaments. Super nice guy, always has a gold chain with cross on it. He must be in his late 50’s or 60’s. Plays real good 1P. I can’t remember his name. Can someone help me out with his name? Thanks
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I remember him.I know Lee Norton from Omaha. I play cheap sets with him now and again. Great with the 3-card monte. Seen him rob a bunch of guys like that. He’s a very accomplished player and a good guy to know. A very entertaining guy to watch work.
I remember him.
I played him a number of times and won all but one time. Its burned in my memory.
At a 9 ball tournament at Pinky's, circa 94. He wins the first game. I played good enough to string a couple 2s and 3s together with a couple lock up safety's in between. So it's 8-1 and he has been yapping a little all in fun.
My break.. Made a ball... Got on the 1, but the 6 and 7 are tied up under the side with the 5 near them. I scratched on the break out.
I got 4 more turns at the table. Each one of them was at least a 2 rail kick. I hit the ball on all of them. I lost 9-8. He made sure everybody playing knew he came back from being down
8-1. Lol
I only know enough about 3 card Monte to know not to play with him. I too saw him rob people at it.
One time at Big Johns a couple guys come in from out of town. It's snowing and about 11pm. 10 min later Lee has them outside. I'd never seen 3 card Monte in person before. I was in a game for 20s and the guy I was playing says we are taking a break to watch. Ok. We go outside and Lee is on his knees blowing off snow for a place for the cards. It went on for a little bit. On the last bet the guys were talking and trying to pick a card an he said to them would you pick i am freezing my ass off here. They pick... They lose. He grabs the money and was back inside in seconds.
Lol... He busted them and they never even got to play pool.
I lived in Lincoln then, but that happened in Omaha. U?
I remember him.
I played him a number of times and won all but one time. Its burned in my memory.
At a 9 ball tournament at Pinky's, circa 94. He wins the first game. I played good enough to string a couple 2s and 3s together with a couple lock up safety's in between. So it's 8-1 and he has been yapping a little all in fun.
My break.. Made a ball... Got on the 1, but the 6 and 7 are tied up under the side with the 5 near them. I scratched on the break out.
I got 4 more turns at the table. Each one of them was at least a 2 rail kick. I hit the ball on all of them. I lost 9-8. He made sure everybody playing knew he came back from being down
8-1. Lol
I only know enough about 3 card Monte to know not to play with him. I too saw him rob people at it.
One time at Big Johns a couple guys come in from out of town. It's snowing and about 11pm. 10 min later Lee has them outside. I'd never seen 3 card Monte in person before. I was in a game for 20s and the guy I was playing says we are taking a break to watch. Ok. We go outside and Lee is on his knees blowing off snow for a place for the cards. It went on for a little bit. On the last bet the guys were talking and trying to pick a card an he said to them would you pick i am freezing my ass off here. They pick... They lose. He grabs the money and was back inside in seconds.
Lol... He busted them and they never even got to play pool.
Three card monte used to always be played on a newspaper "so the spread could be picked up quickly if the man showed up." In reality the newspaper was the key to the game. A good dealer could swap cards from under a leaf of the newspaper quicker or smoother than the eye can see even when you are watching for the change. I literally drug a friend away from a three card monte game he wanted to buck. No easy task when he was a six foot five oilfield roughneck. Mike had drank a few beers and he was positive he could beat the game. Nobody could beat the old game unless it was to collect while the dealer was raising the bet then quit without warning.
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He was actually a helluva player, Johnny ? (I forget his last name now). He had many names; Texas Shorty, Crippled Shorty (he had a pronounced limp) and "Come to the Table" which was his favorite line when making a game. He was maybe 5'4" tall and had a jovial friendly manner. As a younger man he had played just about all the top white players and beat most of them. He told me about some big scores he made off name players in years gone by. He kept right on playing as he got older and last time I saw him was maybe 20 years ago when he came into my last poolroom to say hi. I guess he's gone now. He would be well into his 80's if not.Hey Jay!
Tell some folks about L.A. Shorty,
aka "Come to the table."
He had some wild stories about the "good old days."
Always had a good time when he was around.