Everybody (most everybody) is speaking so well of Billy I., that I just have to throw some cold water on all of that. All these accolades are making me nauseous. I have known Billy since he first came up to Chicago from Pittsburg, and was then known as Billy The Kid. Deep down I really love the guy, but most of the time I would enjoy strangling him for his muleheadedness. We have been playing against each other and arguing for the last 40 years. I remember clearly, and treasure the few times I have beaten him. (I figure I'd better give myself up first before he starts woofin about how many times he has broke me) Billy knew just how to handle me, those few times I was in dead stroke, and presented a serious threat to him, he would just quit, and wait until I came back to reality before he would play again. I think Artie Bodendorfer taught him that move. Billy was pretty hard to beat, and aside from Artie, I don't think anybody has a winning record on him. However, the few times I did eek out were glorious. Now the only times we compete, is in the broadcast booth where I have to keep reminding him that his shot selection is hideous. Anyway, the truth is, I'm jealous that he can still play, and bet it up, and I can't play for over 20 a game anymore. I plan on taking it out on him in the broadcast booth at Derby City this year.
Take care of yourself, Billy and quit letting these guys take advantage of you.
the Beard