Ding, Ding, Ding ........ warning bells went off for good reason.

That's why hustling is dead, because of knockers like you.

Hate to break the news to you, but pool information has traveled a cross-country grapevine long before the internet became a reality, much less AZ.

Very few "strangers" showed up in the old days. We knew who they were. They didn't deny it. They matched up with guys they knew, or probably knew of.

AZ has sped up the gossip, but little more. Pool culture is about the same today as it was in the '60s -- except there's a whole lot less of it, AZBilliards notwithstanding.
 
Stop on by then and let's see......

Never met anyone who had that kind of attitude and the ability or the knowledge to go with it. Only those who think they do.

But of course unless you're a road warrior you will never know for sure. All it takes to not be hustled is to check your pool ego and honestly accept your own current speed and follow the red flags. That doesn't mean I can't shoot some, just that I know myself.
 
I get why people dont like it when a good player lays down in an effort to get action. There are a number of people here who say they wont protect that player, they dont respect that etc.

If a player has reached a high level, consider all the time that player put into his game to get there. All the losing he had to endure to learn to get out under pressure. The hundreds of thousands of balls he hit while you were sitting on the couch watching tv.

I think its easy to think less of the guy who is capable of laying down and still take off the cheese pretty easy from the vast majority of the pool world. Just keep in mind though he has paid his dues and for that I give that guy respect.

Your welcome to disagree with me. The pool room has always had a wide range of opinions as well as abilities.
 
Let's end this right here and now...

I am that trucker from the story.

I may be thin, but I can down a dozen bisquits and a gallon of sausage gravy.

My belt buckle was handed down to me from my great grand papee, who used to sell snake oil and loaded dice from a horse and buggy.

Although my action may be killed, please don't fault the young man I played last night. He's a good kid, and has a great game. As a previous poster mentioned, we are a dying breed...

So I'm off to the next town, I guess I can cross Iowa off the list of states which I can hustle, my list is getting shorter these days...don't know how I'm going to suppliment my income now. Looks like I might have to start selling Amway products.

Farewell until we meet again, turn the page...

Tall skinny trucker with a big belt buckle.


(ps, i saw no harm in the op's post) :wink:
 
now you wait just a minute!

What about the effort required to earn the $ that the roadie is attempting to take possession of!>!?

That money was earned too. I'd argue moreso than the hustler 'earned' it.

I get why people dont like it when a good player lays down in an effort to get action. There are a number of people here who say they wont protect that player, they dont respect that etc.

If a player has reached a high level, consider all the time that player put into his game to get there. All the losing he had to endure to learn to get out under pressure. The hundreds of thousands of balls he hit while you were sitting on the couch watching tv.

I think its easy to think less of the guy who is capable of laying down and still take off the cheese pretty easy from the vast majority of the pool world. Just keep in mind though he has paid his dues and for that I give that guy respect.

Your welcome to disagree with me. The pool room has always had a wide range of opinions as well as abilities.
 
Similar story...different perspective.

I was recently at a bar with my buddy. My buddy can't make a ball to save his life. Anyway, loudmouth kid is shooting balls into the rail with his friend. Loudmouth kid keeps talking about how good of a player he is and how he hustled some guy out of like 20 bucks or something like that. So when these clowns finished the rack, I asked if they'd like to play some doubles for a few bucks. Loudmouth says no. So I asked if they'd like to play for some shots...they accepted. Admittedly, I stalled them out for a little bit until they made all their balls and then I ran out. Then I asked if they'd like to play again.

Loudmouth kid starts going off about how we're hustlers and yada yada yada (my buddy didn't make any balls in that game). I told him, that if I was really trying to "hustle" him, he would have won that game and we'd be playing for more than just shots now. He won't shut up about it, so I asked if he'd like to play singles and this time I'll play one-handed to even up the game. Good thing he didn't accept, because I would have run him over one-handed/left-handed/with a broomstick/banking all my balls/etc.

Was I trying to hustle him? No. Was I trying to make money? No.

Just because you got beat, doesn't mean you got hustled. And you only hear those comments on the pool table. How many people say, "He's a hustler," after losing on the golf course, or the basketball court? Lol...people don't even say it after going bust at the casino where they really did get hustled.
 
does the road player begrudge the dentist who put in his dues and can now charge $400 for 60 min of work? or the doctor or lawyer?

Im just saying these people also "rob" people but only because they have put in their dues and done the work necessary to get there. The road player is no different imo. Just a different line of work. I dont knock him and while I might not like getting hit with his bill anymore than the bill i get for a root canal, it doesnt mean he is not deserving of respect for his mastery over his craft.
 
Ain't no freakin' way.

Let's end this right here and now...

I am that trucker from the story.

I may be thin, but I can down a dozen bisquits and a gallon of sausage gravy.

My belt buckle was handed down to me from my great grand papee, who used to sell snake oil and loaded dice from a horse and buggy.

Although my action may be killed, please don't fault the young man I played last night. He's a good kid, and has a great game. As a previous poster mentioned, we are a dying breed...

So I'm off to the next town, I guess I can cross Iowa off the list of states which I can hustle, my list is getting shorter these days...don't know how I'm going to suppliment my income now. Looks like I might have to start selling Amway products.

Farewell until we meet again, turn the page...

Tall skinny trucker with a big belt buckle.


(ps, i saw no harm in the op's post) :wink:

Bet a hundred on that dozen biscuits and gallon of sausage gravy..............in an hour without blowin'.
 
does the road player begrudge the dentist who put in his dues and can now charge $400 for 60 min of work? or the doctor or lawyer?

Im just saying these people also "rob" people but only because they have put in their dues and done the work necessary to get there. The road player is no different imo. Just a different line of work. I dont knock him and while I might not like getting hit with his bill anymore than the bill i get for a root canal, it doesnt mean he is not deserving of respect for his mastery over his craft.

I think the hustler is more analogous to the guy claiming you to can make $10k/ month working from home...with your initial investment of $550.
 
:grin:
Having just read Robert Le'Blancs book I can tell you the life is even more pathetic than I imagined. I doubt the world will miss it now that it's going extinct.

Ouch! I used to run with Robert back in the day. We walked in and asked if anybody wanted to play. We never tried to hustle. Of course the position play gets a little better and more balls start falling on both sides when the bet goes up. Just human nature especially if you become attached to your money easily.

I liked Trevor's tale. He shared his adventure and now I'll be on the lookout for a skinny cowboy to gamble with next time I go out. Was he headed South, BTW? :wink:

Best,
Mike
 
real biscuits?

Bet a hundred on that dozen biscuits and gallon of sausage gravy..............in an hour without blowin'.

He might have a run at about half that much gravy and some wimpy canned bscuits. A gallon of good sausage gravy and a dozen cathead biscuits will feed a family of six and a couple friends!

Got me thinking, is there a big event going on over Georgia way? I was a little disappointed in the Georgia peaches but they can make the best biscuits and sausage gravy this side of anywhere.

Y'all are fixing to cost me some money, I sure have an itch for some good biscuits and gravy now and I think Arkansas is about the closest place to get good sausage gravy although my ex from Texas did pretty good with the biscuits and gravy herself.

Hu
 
I enjoyed your story. No name, no pic, no hint of where he is headed next...to call this a knock is a stretch at best.


Just watch out for the skinny trucker playing pool with a big rig parked out back with Georgia plates, that narrowed it down to just several thousand guy's anyway!


I have met some damn good trucker pool players in my time, have won several of their COM checks in my day!, but really did have to play my best on a few of them.....lol


David Harcrow
 
Got me remembering...

It's been a couple years since I last saw the trucker come through Tucson. Your OP describes him about the same. Of course there is probably 1 thousand guys fitting that desription.
I remember a guy coming through that would park his rig across the street in a bigger parking lot. He would play 9 ball or 1 pocket. He wasn't the best player around but he liked to play. I don't recall him playing for more than $20 a game.
If by any small coincidence it's the same guy, he's not that good. I mean he may run a rack of 9 ball now and then, but he missed plenty of shots.
Just my .02
 
A comment like that makes me think that you either don't work for a living or you can only play pool at a low level and can't compete at a decent level of play...If you had to get up and go to work everyday, you would never have made that comment.

Actually I am a CPA who is working right now. I am hopeing to get home while there is some daylight left so I can take the boat out for a sunset cruise.

I don't have a home on Tampa Bay and a boat with twins from playing pool.

My guess is that you are not an FBI profiler, you just play one on the internet!:p
 
It seems like several people are afraid of losing and if they lose it's because they were hustled.

If you see this truck driver again, tell him next time he's drive through Oklahoma to stop off in Oklahoma City or Tulsa. If I can't make it out to play him, I'll try to find someone who can. And I play bad (that's no hustle).

Steven
 
im not quite sure why you decided to crack a joke at Julie's expense. Shes a extremely nice person. Not sure if you know her personally enough to bang a zinger at her expense. Poor show imo...to each their own...


Was this the guy? Seriously though no need for knocking as in nice story, just delete the last part with the descriptions....
 
Just watch out for the skinny trucker playing pool with a big rig parked out back with Georgia plates, that narrowed it down to just several thousand guy's anyway!


I have met some damn good trucker pool players in my time, have won several of their COM checks in my day!, but really did have to play my best on a few of them.....lol


David Harcrow

I just thought about that...a skinny trucker. That narrows it down, too! J/K :grin: I just know it's hard to burn calories sitting all those hours OTR. And awful easy to snack out of boredom. Walking around a 9 footer would be a smart thing to do. Tough job! Hard on the back.

Best,
Mike
 
can tell old truckers and old cowboys by their physique

I just thought about that...a skinny trucker. That narrows it down, too! J/K :grin: I just know it's hard to burn calories sitting all those hours OTR. And awful easy to snack out of boredom. Walking around a 9 footer would be a smart thing to do. Tough job! Hard on the back.

Best,
Mike


Despite the fact that many experts claim targeted exercise has no effect you can almost always tell old truckers and old cowboys by their physique. Bandy legs and about seventy-five percent of their weight on top, often mostly gut!

Before I get too much hate sent my way from truckers or cowboys, I've spent some time trucking and cowboying. I could ride it, rope it, roll it, or throw it, and I'm a pretty fair windmill man. I have had 1200 pounds of horse on top of me and 80,000 pounds of truck. None too sure which was worse.

Hu
 
The guy might be a hustler but he wasn't working at it last night. First sign, asking who the best player was and then playing him. Most hustlers wouldn't ask and if they did they certainly wouldn't play him first. Blowing shape on the last ball over and over is too obvious also. I saw Mike Massey playing on some home tables right after Katrina at a benefit before putting on an exhibition. Ten dollars to play him and you got a signed pool ball if you beat him playing eight ball. I watched him for an hour or two and he missed a ball twice before shooting at the eight ball. He hooked himself where he didn't have a shot at the eight ball every game! Would have kinda liked playing him in the evening, I had played him a little long ago in a real setting, but I had no interest in the game he was playing.

I'd say the guy you shot with is a pretty good guy that is on the road and enjoys shooting pool. A hustler would have made you think you had the nuts until you got to twenty a game or more. Still a good story I enjoyed reading. Thanks for posting it.

Hu

I agree, the guy sounds like hustler lite to me and not a hard core road player. A road player wouldn't have gone outside and told you who he was to knock his own action.
 
He might have a run at about half that much gravy and some wimpy canned bscuits. A gallon of good sausage gravy and a dozen cathead biscuits will feed a family of six and a couple friends!

Got me thinking, is there a big event going on over Georgia way? I was a little disappointed in the Georgia peaches but they can make the best biscuits and sausage gravy this side of anywhere.

Y'all are fixing to cost me some money, I sure have an itch for some good biscuits and gravy now and I think Arkansas is about the closest place to get good sausage gravy although my ex from Texas did pretty good with the biscuits and gravy herself.

Hu

Oklahoma has some dang good biscuits and gravy! I imagine my wife's will be the death of me...if second hand smoke doesn't get me first! :grin:
 
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