Keith thompson
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I was born May 22, 1952! It was late summer 1970 when I made that shot at Vern Peterson’s billiard palace in Bellflower! Blew Coles mind lol. Then he lined up trick shots trying to match what I did lol.Well, Howdy! I can't believe it.
I saw you with Cole in Fremont around 1968-69.
Here are a couple of old posts where I talk about you here on AZB forum.
I'm just thrilled to be able to communicate with you after all these years.
Here they are:
Let me add, Keith came in 2nd in one pocket and first in 9 ball. this gave him the all around. I saw Keith once, Cole Dickson came in off the road in Fremont California. He arrived in an old faded VW beetle. It had a large dent in the front right fender. Said they hit a deer somewhere between Houston and Fremont. Yep. Cole was with Keith. I figure Cole was a couple of years older than Keith. So that would have made Keith about 17. this would have been around 1970. Cole had shoulder length straight blond hair and Keith had shoulder length straight brown hair. I Cole was just running balls like they were sitting ducks. He finally cleared the table. Keith was leaning back against the next table behind the foot of the table Cole had been on. His cue was propped up against the table next to him. Cole grabbed the cue ball and set it up against the middle of the rail at the head of the table then grabbed the 8 ball and placed it against the middle of the rail at the foot of the table. Cole says, "Squirrel, make this shot." Keith pushed himself off the table and in one motion swung his arm out and grabbed his cue and again what seemed like one continuous motion proceeded to the head of the table. All very smooth. no hesitation. Graceful. Keith comes around the table and gets down on the rail. He strokes up once and I watched the cue pass over the cue ball on the center of the head rail. then he shout. Mind you this was all one motion from the moment he pushed himself off the pool table he had been leaning on. Smoother than silk the 8 ball on the middle of the foot rail crawled across right along the rail and into the right corner pocket. The cue ball remained on the table. I only saw Keith Thompson shoot that one shot in my entire life. I have a few more things to recall but my laptop battery is going out. Can't even edit this post.
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Come to think about it I can see it now, the dent was in the front left fender. I never forgot that shot but I never knew Keith's name except for Cole calling him "Squirrel." I would ask everyone I met who it might be. They all knew THE Squirrel but this was a kid Cole called Squirrel. Then in Hard Times. Bellflower, I forget exactly how it came down or who told me but finally I found out. Can you believe that at the time I thought about it and added up the years and I had been trying to find out who this Squirrel was: it had been 34 years. That shot to me was so fantastic, not just the shot but the way he attacked it. So smooth confident one-stroke up and in it went. I forget who told me but I remember thanking him repeatedly. What a sensational relief.
There was a tournament at Hard Times and the aluminum bleachers were set up on the raised area where tables and chairs are usually placed for eats and drinks and for watching the big screen TV. I was sitting on a middle step and below me was Jose Parica. He was telling me how to correctly pronounce Dennis Ocollo's name. (I think its spelling has changed over time.) I mentioned Keith's shot. And right away one of the the Filipinos nearby blurted out, "A Filipino can make that shot!"
Let me call this to your attention: when I saw Cole with Keith I was a kid, too. Probably 16 years old. Maybe even the same age as Keith.
I only met one person who claimed to know of Keith Thompson's whereabouts and that was many years ago. I didn't question his veracity but he told me Keith became a preacher.
I've got access to a pool book and there is a picture of Keith. He looks like the seasoned road hustler. Nothing like who I once saw. Mature and grungy and hungry and he is even wearing that brown leather coat. I'll get it and try to post it here.
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In the photo of Keith it says it was taken in 1970. I can see that he had definitely matured since when I saw him. I'm sure being very young and on the road can do that to someone. So I would guess that it was 1969 or even possibly 1968 when I saw Cole and Keith at Fremont Family Billiards. And believe me, Cole was at the very top of his game even then. How old would Cole have been at that time? 19? Or 18?!
Cole was 19-20 months older than me! I played Cole at 16 years old in Houston with the call eight and he got me 20 games loser but I came back with a vengeance and got even!
I was staying at Popcorns place in El Monte sitting at the dining table and Cole walks in with his buddy Steve! I hung with him for the next two months thru Johnston city tourney and became great friends!
If we both were playing our best I can’t say who was the best niner! Cole played some better Niners than I did but I quit the game without testing all the Giants of my day! I broke even with Buddy Hall in Pasadena Texas shortly after Johnston City in late 70 or early 71. Cole didn’t want any of Buddy when we were in Johnston City.
I left Johnston City and went to Atlanta with him and Steve and hung out for five days while the 14-1 tourney was going on. Cole told me to go back to Johnston City and win that All Around for the young guns so I talked Pauline Jansco out of a plane ticket and the rest is history! Had to play in a crappy sleeveless shirt because the airline sent my suit case to another city!
The leather jacket in that picture of me was taken in 71 Johnston City just before the tourney started! I paid 200$ for it at The Galeria in Houston in 71. It was a double breasted pigskin slightly long beautiful jacket! I loved it lol. Too bad that picture wasn’t in color and clearer.