Dumbest Games ever seen made:

[Ruthless]

Just to break all the serious stuff up a little.

What was the funniest or craziest game(s) you've seen made in recent years?

Like the fool at the local room here that was looking for a game and was bothering everyone to play. He looked over on the corner table and said to the player there " Hey Curly what about you, You want to play some?". The player in the corner kind of smiled and said sure. The moral of this story is don't call Nick Varner Curly

Or the APA player from out of town (2 Lucasi's & nice case type) that watched Luis Viera practicing breaking One Hole, he thought he was trying to break 8-ball.....then asked him to play for $$. By the time he knew what happened there wasn't bus money left.

I could give a bunch of Scotty T. stories, but they would take way too long to type....

 

[!Smorgass Bored]

I used to play a fellow in New Orleans and to try to make the game 'even', I would make him play with one eye closed, standing on one foot, shooting wih one hand and making an UGLY-face. I even got to determine IF the face was ugly enough..... Somehow, I still lost. dammit !
I walked into my favorite watering hole one night, to find one fellow knocking the balls around by himself on the table and his friend passed out on the bar. He asked me to play 8-ball for $100 and I said OK. We flipped, he broke and ran out and I quit. All my 'friends' at the bar laughed & laughed. The fellow egged me to play more but I refused. I said, "the only guy in here that I can probably beat is HIM", pointing to the passed out guy. The fellow that I had just played walked over and grabbed the passed out drunk by his hair and lifted his head up. The bartender ( a twenty year friend) said that he'd been passed out for about two hours. When his head was lifted, he had dried drool and vomit on his face and he'd passed out with his face in the ashtray and also had ashes and the ashtray imprint on his face. His friend told him to get up and play. We flipped, he broke and ran out and I quit. I think my friends are STILL laughing. Be careful what you ask for.... imo

 

[manlyshot]

It was in the middle of the night in the grand ballroom at the Adams Mark in Philly during the Capital City Classic tournament. Sparring partners were scarce, and it ended up Jose Parica playing one-pocket against Ryan McCreesh and Keith McCready as a team.

Rather than retire for the evening, I decided to sit back in the bleechers. The game went back and forth, with neither team surging forward. It was late, nothing to drink, nothing to eat, just a little action game for the insomniacs to sweat.

A ball went in a side pocket after Jose Parica tried to pocket a ball in his corner, but missed. Being Keith's turn to shoot next, he raced over to spot the ball so he could shoot his next shot. He bent over, aimed, and proceeded to shoot the spot shot towards Jose's pocket, the wrong hole. Ryan jumped up out of his chair and hollered to his partner, "What are you doing? That's his hole." The whole crowd erupted in laughter, as Jose advanced to the table with a grin on his face.

Jose surveyed the table, wondering which ball he would shoot next after the easy duck shot Keith left him in front of his hole. He immediately pocketed Keith's gift in his corner. He then positioned himself for his next shot, another duck, bent down, aimed, and he intentionally pocketed this ball that was sitting in front of Keith and Ryan's hole in their pocket. Well, Keith and Ryan looked at each other, and then everybody looked at Jose as he stood there in a state of confusion, scratching his head. Thoughts of who's on first, who's on second came to mind.

The game finally ended shortly thereafter in the wee hours of the morning, and both teams were even. Ryan unscrewed his stick and said, "That's it. I'm going to bed. I've seen enough."

ManlyShot