Dumbest thing I’ve ever seen in pool!

Called "hoorah" as far as I've read. Fair bet it's bullshit though I lack the perception to know for sure. I let it go unless an acquaintance wants to call. So far no actual players. I just tell myself "noobody gonna beat me stalling." and wait for them to sell out. :)
Winners don't depend on the courtesy of others to take victory.

Fair say BS, indeed.
 
Couple years ago I was in night shift driving taxi and picked up a customer and he said he goes to bar next town to play some pool.
I asked him couple questions about that and he was bragging how he plays big money games and so on. Then i asked couple more questions and he was suddenly Finnish Champ or something.
I was first just listening and saying "aha, aha etc" Then finally when he was telling me bullshit 15 minutes i finally got enough and said "don´t bullshit me anymore i got enough" He got kinda upset when he got called out. All the things he said revealed he was a bar banger that is not even D-player.
I then just told "I know all players all Finland and you are not one of them..."
Then he challenges me to play ..
I say ok we can play one game of 8-ball there where i drop you for 200€ if you lose taxi cost 0€ for you(it was about 40€) If you win you still pay this trip. I then say "I warn you. If you accept it is very dumb. You won´t have any chance to win this."
We arrive at that bar and we go to table and flip a coin for break and i win. After i break balls i see his face go white.
I run out and he asks what now. I tell him " you pay me and i go back to work "

Pride over bullshit is dumbest thing i know.
Can we call you The Finnisher?
 
Over 10-15 years ago, when I was a complete beginner, a well dressed Italian guy approached my table at a random bar and asked with calm confidence if I wanted to play 10 a game. I was hesitant cause I knew I was trash but thought it’d be an experience. We play and I’m winning every game. He’s very calm, polite, offers me a drink, and I’m thinking “wow I’m playing a real hustler like in the movies, can’t wait to see what happens next”. We end up playing for hours and he still hasn’t won a single game and he’s still super calm and relaxed. He finally opens his wallet and all I’m thinking is what’s the proper way to turn down his $500-1000 offer which I was sure was coming any second now. Instead he hands me the cash, shakes my hand and calmly says “thank you for teaching me a lesson”, and leaves. I was so confused. Still have no idea how I won every game, I had no idea what I was doing. Prob a boring story but came to mind. This actually happened.
 
Over 10-15 years ago, when I was a complete beginner, a well dressed Italian guy approached my table at a random bar and asked with calm confidence if I wanted to play 10 a game. I was hesitant cause I knew I was trash but thought it’d be an experience. We play and I’m winning every game. He’s very calm, polite, offers me a drink, and I’m thinking “wow I’m playing a real hustler like in the movies, can’t wait to see what happens next”. We end up playing for hours and he still hasn’t won a single game and he’s still super calm and relaxed. He finally opens his wallet and all I’m thinking is what’s the proper way to turn down his $500-1000 offer which I was sure was coming any second now. Instead he hands me the cash, shakes my hand and calmly says “thank you for teaching me a lesson”, and leaves. I was so confused. Still have no idea how I won every game, I had no idea what I was doing. Prob a boring story but came to mind. This actually happened.
We used to call these guys "pool imposters." They would dress the part and act the part, but they couldn't play a lick. Usually it was very hard to get them down, but once in a while one of them stepped out of line or simply got outsmarted. You caught a live one!
 
We used to call these guys "pool imposters." They would dress the part and act the part, but they couldn't play a lick. Usually it was very hard to get them down, but once in a while one of them stepped out of line or simply got outsmarted. You caught a live one!
While I was in High School me and a friend who thought we were really good players did just that. We wore slacks, button down shirts, ties and a blazer and went to an action room in Houston. The place was packed abd all the tables were full. We must have looked like total jack asses. I wish I had some photos. We started asking people to play and this Mexican looking guy asked me how much. I said $5 nine ball. He toyed with me for about 30 minutes and beat me out of my $20 limit. Can't remember the name of the place but it was on I-10 west of Downtown. I think it was called Scoreboards or SRO? they had an elevated deck all the way around all the walls.

Thinking back about that night, this was around the time of the Red's Tourney, which at the time I knew nothing about. You might have seen me, Jay!! I'm not 100% sure but the image I have burned in my brain about that night tells me I might have been playing Efren. I shit you not, true story.
 
i always made sure i was first in the room to play anyone who walked inand wanted a game. after just one game somtimes two i knew where i stood. so i shot one barrel at them if they were a road player. and many times they lost all they had as they just wanted to play and gamble.

usually if someone wanted to play for decent money at anything i made both of us show a certain amount before we start.
but all my regular customers were allow to hang me for the last game. and rarely or never asked for it. and i rarely called any fouls on them except cueball in the hole. funny how they kept wanting to play me.
 
Dumbest move I made was gambling cheap with a very strong amateur lady player who was wearing high heeled shoes. All she asked as a handicap was that, to make the game fair, I would have to shoot every shot on my tiptoes. I figured I could fade the handicap, but it turned out to be much more difficult than I thought it would be and I got beat. My feet were killing me by the end of one set, so I pulled up.
 
i always made sure i was first in the room to play anyone who walked inand wanted a game. after just one game somtimes two i knew where i stood. so i shot one barrel at them if they were a road player. and many times they lost all they had as they just wanted to play and gamble.

Learned that from Jose Parica at Greenway. He would practice on the table by the front door or the one closest to it that was available. Any fresh money that came in the room he got first crack at it!


Dumbest move I made was gambling cheap with a very strong amateur lady player who was wearing high heeled shoes. All she asked as a handicap was that, to make the game fair, I would have to shoot every shot on my tiptoes. I figured I could fade the handicap, but it turned out to be much more difficult than I thought it would be and I got beat. My feet were killing me by the end of one set, so I pulled up.

Smart lady! I noticed the same thing about toting a baby. I rarely got roped into going in one of the old limited access malls but I thought to be fair with all the walking and toting I should offer to carry the baby awhile. Mistake! The baby's skinny mother could tote them for hours. Fifteen or twenty minutes and my arm hurt, my back hurt, my neck hurt, hell, places I didn't even know I had were hurting!

Hu
 
There's another factor I'd prioritize: the door. I think more turnovers are a result of the traffic than anything else.

I pay attention to doors because they can make a table play funny too. A lot of traffic in and out of a door or somebody cheating a no smoking rule standing in a doorway smoking and holding the door open talking to somebody inside besides sucking all of the smoke into the room can really change how the table by the door plays. Maybe major temperature changes, maybe just humidity but either way if you play by the door it can be an advantage or disadvantage if you or your opponent are aware of the condition changes. Air conditioner or heater vents can create the same weirdness where some cushions play differently than others.

While talking about weird conditions, something bar boxes are subject to: The people running a place want to get the table covered and disruptions over with as quickly as possible so some mechanics show up with a garbage can full of already recovered cushions. Saves time it is true but also means that the cushions on a bar box can be off of up to six different tables from almost new to decades old! One reason banking and kicking can be tough on a bar table! Of course some cue balls behaving differently than the object balls goes with the territory too.

Hu
 
I pay attention to doors because they can make a table play funny too. A lot of traffic in and out of a door or somebody cheating a no smoking rule standing in a doorway smoking and holding the door open talking to somebody inside besides sucking all of the smoke into the room can really change how the table by the door plays. Maybe major temperature changes, maybe just humidity but either way if you play by the door it can be an advantage or disadvantage if you or your opponent are aware of the condition changes. Air conditioner or heater vents can create the same weirdness where some cushions play differently than others.

While talking about weird conditions, something bar boxes are subject to: The people running a place want to get the table covered and disruptions over with as quickly as possible so some mechanics show up with a garbage can full of already recovered cushions. Saves time it is true but also means that the cushions on a bar box can be off of up to six different tables from almost new to decades old! One reason banking and kicking can be tough on a bar table! Of course some cue balls behaving differently than the object balls goes with the territory too.

Hu
I've never been on the home crew but I'm certain it's as deliberate as the thermostat.
 
Learned that from Jose Parica at Greenway. He would practice on the table by the front door or the one closest to it that was available. Any fresh money that came in the room he got first crack at it!




Smart lady! I noticed the same thing about toting a baby. I rarely got roped into going in one of the old limited access malls but I thought to be fair with all the walking and toting I should offer to carry the baby awhile. Mistake! The baby's skinny mother could tote them for hours. Fifteen or twenty minutes and my arm hurt, my back hurt, my neck hurt, hell, places I didn't even know I had were hurting!

Hu
I always wondered about that too. Its the hips, females have them, males don't, the baby rests on mom's hips making it easier for them to carry the youngin.
 
I always wondered about that too. Its the hips, females have them, males don't, the baby rests on mom's hips making it easier for them to carry the youngin.

Could be you are right! All I know is that a woman half my size can tote a toddler twice as far when the baby gets tired and seems to never notice it.

Embarrassing!

Hu
 
... While talking about weird conditions, ...
I've seen rain blowing horizontally across tables twice. Once it was coming in through a door and once through the wall. The tables didn't play all that badly afterwards. And then there was the time at the World 14.1 Championships that soggy ceiling tiles splatted down onto a table.
 
I saw a couple (man & woman on a date) take a bridge off the wall and try to unscrew the head to "make it a cue again". They mighta done it if I hadn't pointed out the rack of house cues on the wall next to their table.

pj
chgo
 
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After decades of testing I have concluded one piece cue sticks have a lifetime expectancy for performance as maybe 3 years. This is based in northeast USA with four seasons of league competition.

I am not storing my cue in a controlled environment. It experiences thermal fluctuations often, it is the primary cause for warping.

I am 100% when it comes to science and engineering. The profs only teach the dark humor.

I always thought the pool room would be like a research lab. The pool room is more of a vice scene. Its likely pool rooms know how to improve but no one is sure because the right person is not found.

It happens in schools all the time. Just another day.
Rest in Peace
 
I saw a couple (man & woman on a date) take a bridge off the wall and try to unscrew the head to "make it a cue again". They mighta done it if I hadn't stopped 'em...

pj
chgo

My old sometimes running buddy could grab a bridge off the wall and try to play with it, ... and make it believable! If there was any action to be had in a place Bobby could find it. He didn't just talk to the balls, he hollered at them! Bobby was the best I ever saw at finding cheap action. Problem was he found trouble too. He could find more trouble walking to the road to check his mailbox than most of us could find in three months of trying.

That is what finally happened to Bobby and road trips with him. He, some younger guys including a nephew or two of his, and an older fellow toting a nice roll were all playing pool together one evening. Next morning they found the man with the money under a load of sand, sans money! First they thought Bobby had did the cutting, then they decided he was a material witness, from what I heard he had went home and had no involvement at all with any later activities. Regardless, they would haul him in and question him for hours every time he got in a vehicle. He couldn't hold a job and finally had to leave the state. As of about ten years afterwards the crimes remained unsolved. I heard some hearsay, then I heard that wasn't true either. Fortunately I wasn't within thirty miles of the goings on that night although I sometimes drank beer and played pool where things got started that afternoon and night.

Told the story too many times before but dead cold and sore from working on diesels all day I saw Bobby run out a dry break then break and then run seven racks in a row. Fairly snazzy! I figured we would hit the road a bit, let Bobby do the heavy lifting and I would trim around the edges. Turned out that was the best I ever saw Bobby shoot. I did the heavy lifting, he did the trimming. Still, it was nice to have somebody that was a legitimate wildman watching my back in strange places.

Hu
 
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