So I'm now back from Boston from a business trip. While there I went to Boston Billiard Club (just google their page) and first off it was impressive when I first went inside and the lights were low. First glance i seen approximately 50 9' gold crown tables, centennial balls, and a lot of players.
I thought to myself wow this is quite nice. I tried to find a game without warming up to get some action but it was about 40 tables full of bangers banging 8 ball around. Two people playing One Pocket and then 1 person just shooting balls that appeared to play C'ish. So my hopes of getting someone to gamble were slim. I asked the lone guy and the conversation was as follows:
*the blue is me. The green is him*
"Hey you shoot pretty well. Want to play for something?"
"What do you play?"
"I play 9 ball generally"
"Well My favorite game is 1 pocket!"
"Ok well it's not mine but I'll go ahead and play anyway.. what do you want to play for?"
Then he acted like this was a lot of money..
"Well when I normally play I play for 50 a game!"
"Ok sure lets play"
*stutters* "uh.. ok well thats what I play for on nights I feel like gambling but I dont feel like it tonight"
Then he pusses out and naturally doesnt play. Another guy basically does the same thing getting scared and saying he could call up "some of his pro friends to come down" while taking out his phone and I said ok sure call them up. He says well how much would you play for? I said 2-300 a set and immediately follow up with "but you're going to say they only play for thousands and it's not enough etc. etc." He starts to nod and I just walk away and say whatever. Stupid nits everywhere. Overall no action just a bunch of banging pus*ies.
The Quality!
So I figure since I took a cab here I may as well play some. Thats when it got horribly worse.
I chose the table and the lights were turned on. It looked like people vomited, peed, spilled drinks, ate, had sex, and maybe even slept on those tables. The tables rolled off so bad i shot a fairly slow rail shot and it hit the rail 3 times and still went in. The rails were as dead as you could imagine and you couldnt even rely on them for shape. The felt itself was so old and slow you had to literally power the cueball with bottom english and backspin your way to shape.
The tables said the traditional "Brunswick since 1847" or something to that effect and it should say "Brunswick.. not refelted or releveled since 1847" to accurately represent those tables. So then after realizing the table blew I walked around and instead of watching players i decided to look at the others tables quality. Absolutely f*cking horrible. All with huge water stains and black stains etc. Great brand of tables and balls but they arent kept up at all.
The only good thing about the place was the guy hiring had excellent taste in his waitresses. They were hot.
I took a picture, bought a tshirt, and left.
I'm going to write a full boston review on my blog and talk in more detail but I'm so disappointed I had to put something on here.. Also I have like 150 pics to edit / size etc. so that'll take a bit to update that page.
Cheers... back to the pool table.
I thought to myself wow this is quite nice. I tried to find a game without warming up to get some action but it was about 40 tables full of bangers banging 8 ball around. Two people playing One Pocket and then 1 person just shooting balls that appeared to play C'ish. So my hopes of getting someone to gamble were slim. I asked the lone guy and the conversation was as follows:
*the blue is me. The green is him*
"Hey you shoot pretty well. Want to play for something?"
"What do you play?"
"I play 9 ball generally"
"Well My favorite game is 1 pocket!"
"Ok well it's not mine but I'll go ahead and play anyway.. what do you want to play for?"
Then he acted like this was a lot of money..
"Well when I normally play I play for 50 a game!"
"Ok sure lets play"
*stutters* "uh.. ok well thats what I play for on nights I feel like gambling but I dont feel like it tonight"
Then he pusses out and naturally doesnt play. Another guy basically does the same thing getting scared and saying he could call up "some of his pro friends to come down" while taking out his phone and I said ok sure call them up. He says well how much would you play for? I said 2-300 a set and immediately follow up with "but you're going to say they only play for thousands and it's not enough etc. etc." He starts to nod and I just walk away and say whatever. Stupid nits everywhere. Overall no action just a bunch of banging pus*ies.
The Quality!
So I figure since I took a cab here I may as well play some. Thats when it got horribly worse.
I chose the table and the lights were turned on. It looked like people vomited, peed, spilled drinks, ate, had sex, and maybe even slept on those tables. The tables rolled off so bad i shot a fairly slow rail shot and it hit the rail 3 times and still went in. The rails were as dead as you could imagine and you couldnt even rely on them for shape. The felt itself was so old and slow you had to literally power the cueball with bottom english and backspin your way to shape.
The tables said the traditional "Brunswick since 1847" or something to that effect and it should say "Brunswick.. not refelted or releveled since 1847" to accurately represent those tables. So then after realizing the table blew I walked around and instead of watching players i decided to look at the others tables quality. Absolutely f*cking horrible. All with huge water stains and black stains etc. Great brand of tables and balls but they arent kept up at all.
The only good thing about the place was the guy hiring had excellent taste in his waitresses. They were hot.
I took a picture, bought a tshirt, and left.
I'm going to write a full boston review on my blog and talk in more detail but I'm so disappointed I had to put something on here.. Also I have like 150 pics to edit / size etc. so that'll take a bit to update that page.
Cheers... back to the pool table.
