comedy matches, great pool stories

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Were all due for a change.

I was wondering about fun to watch matches.
I remember about 20 years ago, Keith and louie roberts were playing in memphis. They both were running out at every turn. Bettin high and having a ball doing it. They were much fun to watch. Both of them ribbing each other, joking and keeping the sweaters laughing the whole time. The match lasted about 6 hours, of non stop jokes and great pool action.
Do any of you guys have good stories to tell? If so please do.
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[satman]

louie roberts

Were all due for a change.

I was wondering about fun to watch matches.
I remember about 20 years ago, Keith and louie roberts were playing in memphis. They both were running out at every turn. Bettin high and having a ball doing it. They were much fun to watch. Both of them ribbing each other, joking and keeping the sweaters laughing the whole time. The match lasted about 6 hours, of non stop jokes and great pool action.
Do any of you guys have good stories to tell? If so please do.
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I wish I could have seen that one. I saw louie play several times and he could play when he was right. A couple of years ago I was in Indianapolis talking pool stories in the pool room. We were talking about Louie and I said I had read an article about him in a magazine where he said the worst beating he got was in Indianapolis. The guy almost killed him. Well the guy standing at the counter said "yea, I was the one who beat him up". Seems Louie beat the guy out of all his money and then started to verbally abuse him.
2 things to be learned
1. You never know whos listening in a pool room.
2. When you get the cash, leave the guy alone.

Theres lot's of good stories about Louie. Sam

 

[jason]

Here's one for that doesn't happen often.

I worked until 11:00 or so, and went to the pool hall soon after. My backer had a snout full as well as the guy he was playing. As soon as I walked in the door, I was approached by my backer. He had been playing, losing and arguing with this guy most of the night. He wanted me to get his money back. I was stressed out from work, sober and not ready to get into this situation. I said, "Let me get a beer and survey the situation." Tired, stressed out and not wanting to play a drunk, I suggested we set up a game for a the weekend. The opponet agreed. Sunday, 2:00 for $1000 a set.

Sunday came and we (my backer and I) were there at 1:00. We didn't know if he would show up or not. He showed up on time. We settled on $200 a set. A let down from $1000, but thats drunk talk. I beat him out of $600, then he went to the cash machine. I beat him out of another $400. I get my grand anyway. The drunken argument from the before was very civil on Sunday.

A couple of months later, my backer and I are in the same pool hall. Who walks in? The same guy. After buying him a couple of beers, and him returning the jesture, we deside to kick some balls around.

We start out at $20 a rack. Eventually raise the bet to $40 or $50. Between my backer and I, we only have about $300. I'm losing, but playing well. Down to our last barrel, my backer says he is out if I dont win. I respond, "I'm shooting well, stick with me." I win that game and get on a roll. I turn the tables and have him down to his last barrel. I think we made $200 or so. The gentleman asked my backer if he could play on credit. He (my backer) asked me what I thought. I responded, "its your money, you make the call." We let him play on credit. I continue to play very well. He now owes us $1800 more. This is the last time this pool hall will be open. It is going to close to remodel. We have a little information on this guy, but not enough (in my eyes) to trust him for that much money.

Long story short, we dont see him for 3 months when another pool hall opened up. He comes in, shakes our hand, says hello and I bet you guy we wanting this. Pays us the $1800 on the spot.

True story. There are some good people left in this world, even pool players!

P.S. We went to the casino and lost it all that night! Oh well!

 

[MFB]

Brush with fame

I don't know if this qualifies, but I look back at it with fond memories.

Back in the summer of 1987, my friend (Louie) and I are traveling to Reno to play in the APA Sands tournament. We were quite naïve in the pool world, and it was the first big national tournament either of us has ever been to. At this time, the Color of Money was the still fresh in everyone’s head, and we were really excited about the trip. I booked the airfare. Louie was a bit upset at me because we had a connection, instead of non-stop. (We saved a hundred bucks). We flew from Minneapolis to Dallas to Reno.

We are in the Dallas airport, walking to our next gate, and stopped in the nearby bar to get a cocktail. There sitting in the bar was this lanky, man smoking a cigarette with his legs crossed having a beer. We immediately knew who it was and both of us couldn’t believe it. Then he said to us, “Ya’ll going to Reno to the pool tournament”. We were carrying our cue cases (back when it was allowed).

We told him, “Yes”, and ordered a drink. Soon after we heard our plane called and we proceeded to the gate. The man followed us, and as we were waiting in line to board the plane, Louie turned around and introduced himself, and I followed. Then the man asked us if we played the card game called ‘gin’. His invitation to gamble was obvious, and we declined. He sat in the row immediately behind us. Louie and I were all smiles the entire flight. As we started to get off the plane, the man asks us if we wanted to split a cab to the Sands. We told him sure, but we had to get our luggage. He politely waited. When we got our luggage, our new traveling companion, didn’t have a cue, luggage of any kind of carry-on. We flagged down a cab, and rode to the Sands. When we got to the Sands, the cab fare was about 12 bucks, (split three ways, 4 apiece). We parted ways with our new traveling companion, and I never did get his share of the cab fare. Not that it really matters, he acted exactly as his reputation would dictate.

The story doesn’t seem to be that interesting, but who else can say, they got stiffed by Keith McCready for 4 bucks!