Craziest thing you gambled for?

There is a pool player in miami who is a PE coach for a local jr high school. Everyone calls him Coach. He plays decent pool, mostly 14.1 and 1p. Coach also books action and has done so for decades. So one time we are sitting in the pool room and he tells a story about the time he at the jr high, baking in the florida sun, trying to show the students tennis. Up walks this kid who Coach knew was some jr champ for tennis. The kid says, hey I hear you take bets. Coach says, ok maybe thats true, so what? The kid says, well I bet I can beat you at tennis. Coach is very good athlete and tennis is one of his stronger games. The kid says, if I win I get an A and dont have to come to you class anymore, and if I lose you can fail me. So long story short, they play and coach beats him.

After telling us this Coach took a sip from his drink and then we all sat there, like ok so...what happened then? "Well I failed the little bastard, of course!" The father came in later after the "F" arrived at home and asked Coach how it was that he failed his little tennis stud in PE of all things. Coach explained it to him and the father made the kid take summer school to make up the F.
 
When i was just starting out playing pool, i bet a guy 10 bucks a game and didn't have a dime on me....Talk about scared to death! As you see i am alive and telling this story so you know what the end result was....;)
 
Not really crazy..well maybe to some it is. Back at the top of my game before I quit playing in 1994 (i was 26) I played a guy that was from Memphis Tn a race to 21, 9 ball for 6500.00. We were dead even after 2 sets of 21. so we went and ate at a Dennys there in Tulsa..he got to running his mouth again and we went a guys house that was with us and we played again same bet same race to 21, after what seemed like forever, i was ahead 13k. thats the most I ever won while gambling. most i lost out of my pocket was 3k on a race to 9. I was ranked a solid 9 at the palace and some guy from Dallas came up to play. i was 1 game ahead of him, 1-1, i played safe, he got out and proceeded to run 7 racks. so it was 8-1, he hooked me really good and i got a bad roll and he ran out.. i decided to not play him again..nobody at the palace wanted to play this guy after that.
 
Oh wait....crazy..yes, a guy wanted to play me a race to 3, 9 ball..I gave him the 7 and break...his wife was the bet...i still think he lost on purpose...it was fun though...she was a freak
 
More old BS !

In 1970 or '71, Greg Steven's came to my town (Ft. Worth) looking for some action. Over the years, Greg and I had played many times. We both knew where we stood with each other. I could not beat him at 9 ball and he had no chance with me at 1 pocket. So the con and the BS began.
We finally agreed on a match. He would give me the break playing 9 ball and I would give him the break in 1P. $300 per set, short races.
We played for two days straight, and were dead even. Oddly enough, I was winning at 9 ball and losing at 1P.
I was running a card room over the pool room at the time, so we decided to play some head up hold'em for a while so somebody could wind up a winner.
Fortunately for me, Greg played worse cards than he did 1P, and I busted him. He hocked his Golf clubs to me for a few hundred, and I soon won that cash too.
Now we had been up for 3 days, and Greg (with his endless supply of white crosses) suggested we drive up to Witchita, where he would redeem his clubs and play some more.
Sounded good to me if he shared his bennies, so off we went to Witchita.
While Greg was rounding up his cash, I got in a game with Donny (last name escapes me) and won all his cash plus a cherry 1969 Chevy SS.
I called my wife to fly up and drive one of our cars back home.
Greg redeemed his clubs, but I begged off playing him until I got a little sleep. (up for like 4-5 days straight now.)
Greg slept longer than I did so I went down to the pool room and there's Donny wanting to play more. Donny managed a used car lot and loved to gamble. We agreed to a session where I would put up $1000 dollars against any car on his lot. After it was over, I had to buy a tow bar, because I also won a 1968 Bonneville.
Greg and I did not play again that trip, but he followed me and my wife back to Ft. Worth, and thats another good story for another time.
Life was great in those days. ;)
Dick
 
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Not me, but I've seen people all of the sudden take their pants of and run through the pool hall. I am assuming on both occassions they were bets. HAHA lol

-Kyle
 
I played a girl one time for sex in the bathroom at Murphy's Brass Rail against $100. (I won and we got caught by the staff- whole different story)

I was in with a friend one time that won Tony Watson's car. (old beat up pontiac)

I've won several sticks after the person I was playing was out of money.
 
I once had a stripper/Entertainer stuck 46 table dances. I settled out by selling them at 50% to my friends, I think we let her out after about 25.

-don
 
One time I busted a guy for just a little money, and then started playing him for cases of motor oil. He drove an oil company delivery truck. By the time we finished he owed me so much oil that I told him to forget it and get his ass back to work before he lost his job. Haven't seen him since.
 
Charlie Edwards said:
One time I busted a guy for just a little money, and then started playing him for cases of motor oil. He drove an oil company delivery truck. By the time we finished he owed me so much oil that I told him to forget it and get his ass back to work before he lost his job. Haven't seen him since.
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Gambling and on work time and losing company product?:nono:

LoL

-Kyle
 
when i was a kid we used to gamble for shoes clothes and bikes playing basketball tho

i also gambled a girl for "favors" once. race to 3 she got the 7 out. i broke and ran the set

<~~~ wanted that sh!t bad:embarrassed2: :embarrassed2: :embarrassed2: :embarrassed2:
 
A friend of mine, Kimberly Kirk,used to gamble for socks. LOL
I remember years ago when she gambled with my husband. He told me he lost and we promptly went out and bought her socks. :D
I just saw her the other day. Hadnt seen her for awhile. We were talking about the funny sock stories. Those were the days.:smile:
She quit playing pool fulltime. Maybe someday she will get back into it. She should. Shes one of the gems in the Pacific NW.
 
SJDinPHX said:
In 1970 or '71, Greg Steven's came to my town (Ft. Worth) looking for some action. Over the years, Greg and I had played many times. We both knew where we stood with each other. I could not beat him at 9 ball and he had no chance with me at 1 pocket. So the con and the BS began.
We finally agreed on a match. He would give me the break playing 9 ball and I would give him the break in 1P. $300 per set, short races.
We played for two days straight, and were dead even. Oddly enough, I was winning at 9 ball and losing at 1P.
I was running a card room over the pool room at the time, so we decided to play some head up hold'em for a while so somebody could wind up a winner.
Fortunately for me, Greg played worse cards than he did 1P, and I busted him. He hocked his Golf clubs to me for a few hundred, and I soon won that cash too.
Now we had been up for 3 days, and Greg (with his endless supply of white crosses) suggested we drive up to Witchita, where he would redeem his clubs and play some more.
Sounded good to me if he shared his bennies, so off we went to Witchita.
While Greg was rounding up his cash, I got in a game with Donny (last name escapes me) and won all his cash plus a cherry 1969 Chevy SS.
I called my wife to fly up and drive one of our cars back home.
Greg redeemed his clubs, but I begged off playing him until I got a little sleep. (up for like 4-5 days straight now.)
Greg slept longer than I did so I went down to the pool room and there's Donny wanting to play more. Donny managed a used car lot and loved to gamble. We agreed to a session where I would put up $1000 dollars against any car on his lot. After it was over, I had to buy a tow bar, because I also won a 1968 Bonneville.
Greg and I did not play again that trip, but he followed me and my wife back to Ft. Worth, and thats another good story for another time.
Life was great in those days. ;)
Dick
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LMAO. I went in with Greg in a poker game once. He played absolutely terribly. He was the only guy I knew who played worse poker than me.

One more time here.

I hadd just moved to Denver in about 72 and met an old scuff named Bill Barnes. Bill was a pretty good player at one time but not really one to put it out there.

I had just gotten cut from an NFL team and was still in pretty good shape and at one time was pretty fast.

A guy named Steve came into the pool room one night and everyone knew he was a former high school track star. Steve though was out of shape and pretty soft around the middle. I was a whopping 185 and as I said still in pretty good shape.

Steve got hot and started boasting about his 9.8 100 yard dash time and in those days, that was pretty fast. What he didn't know was thata I had run the same time and the 40 and 60 yard dash was even better for me.

Bill knew all this and got him stirred. Finally it was put up time. Steve had $700 and wanted to bet it all. So Bill went all over the pool room and got what he could and even a side bet or two and he and a plumber named Bill Ackerman went out on 38th av and measured off 60 yards.

I had a pair of tennis shoes in the car and put those on and Steve got barefoot and then started his Jane Fonda stretching routine and we finally toed the line.

It was 1,2,3, and go and away we went. Just as I thought Steve was a bit past his prime and at 30 yards I was coasting when he let out a scream and went air borne and slid on the pavement burning his shirt off him and really scratching himself up really badly. I finished the race, came back and he had pulled a hamstring. That really hurts and it took a while to get him to his feet.
He then begged Bill for his money back and there was no way in hell bill was about to give him $5 back.

That may have been the easiest money I ever won.
 
Golf Clubs, AK47 rifle, lap dances, sodas, prime rib dinner, cue stick, and sexual favors. Gambling for cash isnt any fun. Why bother.
 
YaktyYak said:
Not me, but I've seen people all of the sudden take their pants of and run through the pool hall. I am assuming on both occassions they were bets. HAHA lol

-Kyle
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Funny! Were they laughing or grittin their teethe?
 
I guess the craziest thing I ever won was a striptease dance on the pool table by a middle aged female pool team captain. This was in Vegas at the Fury afterparty and we were all pretty toasted. I can't even remember what I bet but she lost and had to dance on the table and strip and we videotaped it. Her teammates loved it.

I did catch a little flack though for that stunt.

Sure was fun.
 
My Shoes!

I was in Longview,Texas back in the late 70's and this pool room owner wanted to play some. I remember he had a brand new cue, had it ordered for months.

Well he said , Harcrow let's play some!, but you gotta give up lot's of weight!.....the 6,7,8,9 and the break on the 9 footer,......me being a pool player I was naturally broke.

I told him I was broke, he ask what do you have worth anything,?..a watch, a knife, he ask?

I told him that the day before I bought a new pair of shoes and would put them up for 4 ahead for $20.00, the shoes wouldn't even fit him, but he said "Rack Um"

Needless to say, I won $400.00 and that new pool cue from him, he was so freaking mad !.....it was funny!:smile:


David Harcrow
 
manwon said:
Back years ago when I was playing seriously, I had a guy stuck for around $350 playing 9 ball. We never posted our money in advance, so when all was done I find out the guy can't pay his debt. The guy's cue was basically worthless, his watch was a Timex, so I wouldn't take that either. Now I am kinda thinking about taking the guy's car keys until he gets my money, when he makes a suggestion. He grabbs the front of his face and pops out his left eye which was Glass, he says take my eye, and I will be back later to pay you. At first I thought, the dude must be joking, but then I figure that he will make good on the deal because he really needs his glass eye back, I mean those things are not cheap. So, I take the eye, and he tells me he will be back the next day to pay me. Well, at least 4 months pass and I still have not been paid, so I run into the guy in a bar, and he is really down and out. I mean the dude was so far down that he could not even afford a patch to cover the missing eye. So, I gave it back to him, dam thing had been rolling around in my case anyway, and it was kinda freaking me out.
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Now thats a story.
 
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