Dumbest thing you ever done. (pool related)

[seiyaryu55]

Im sure we've all had mental lapses before. Im lucky in that ive never used another ball as the cue ball, but ive shot the wrong ball plenty of times. Just this saturday i was playing a friend of mine shooting solids and ran out to the 8 in 8 ball. I called the pocket and got down to shoot. Im just standing there in stance and stroking the cue and after a bit i get up from stance i just stand there. My friend asks me whats wrong and like an idiot i asked "i'm solids right?".

Another time i'm shooting on a real tight table (triple shimmed i believe) with the 8 on the long rail and 9 on the same side short rail a diamond away from the pocket. Bank the 8 (shot it real hard and it flew up a bit and the ball kinda went over the point of the corner and fell in) and went 4 rails around the table. Next shot i rattled the 9 and lost that rack.

 

[Harvywallbanger]

I grew up in a small town in Arkansas, bout 50 miles from Texarkana.
My friend and partner was a fellow named Terrell. A good guy, but about as country as they came.
In 1973, we ordered Identical Joss cues from Billy Stroud and recieved them COD at a whopping $160.00 each. We also had matching cases.
One day we heard that Terry Bell {who lived in Texarkana} and Larry Hubard were Playing 9- ball at a place called The Friendly Tavern.
We grabbed our cue and drove the 50 miles to watch the match. In a small town like ours, you didn't get to witness something like this very often.
The first night was the most exciting thing I had ever seen. They were playing for $50.00 per game and they ran oput with that big cue ball like it was nothing. The side bets were the most exciting thing i had ever encountered. They must have been playing for about $200 a game. {1973 and I am from a very small town. Very small} The bar closed and they agreed to play the next night at 6 and I couldn't wait.
The next day I called in sick and went straight to the pool hall and started experimenting with all I had seen.
Terrell got done with work and we traveled to Texarkana to watch and maybe bet a little.
We got there and being one of the best in the area {ha ha} Larrys side-kick asked me to play some 9-ball on the other table for $20.00 a game. Scared, but too proud to say no, I headed to the table.
This is the closest to suicide I have ever been as I lost $300 at $20 p0er game. I got slaughtered.
The 50 mile drive back home was long, dark, and lonely. Poor Terrell kept trying to cheer me up,but, I just kept telling him to shut up and get me home.
Well about half way is the Red River Bridge and it is about 200 yards long.
We reached app the middle of the bridge and I comanded Terrell to pull over.
Terrell says, " Now Jones you know you can't swim a lick, so you just better stay in the car and we can find somebody easy to play tomorrow."
"STOP" I screamed and Terrell locked it down. I opened the door, reached in the back seat, grabbed my cue and hurled it off the brige into the Red River and got back into the car.
Take me home!
"okay" Terrell said, "but I got to ask you something?"
"dammit, take me home!"
We said nothing the rest of the way home. Not one word.
Terrell pulled in front of my house, put it in park and staes, "Jones, I just gotta ask one thang"?
"what the hell is it Terrell"?
"Wael Jones, I was just wonderen how come you throwed my pool stick out in the middle of that river"?
I had grabbed the wrong one.
It took me about two months to get over that night.

Did you give him your cue as payment? There for a minute I thought you were going to say you jumped in the river. LOL

 

[ironman]

Did you give him your cue as payment? There for a minute I thought you were going to say you jumped in the river. LOL

Yes Sir, I did give him my cue as payment. It took a little work though. Terrell might have been kind of a "country bumpkin", but, the nicest person I ever knew.
Upon his death, his wife insisted I have it.
Make no mistake, I never considered jumping in the river, because I really couldn't swim and neither could Terrell. He would have jumped in after me. He was, that kind of Guy.

 

[bigg7]

I wasn't the one playing but I ended up paying for it.I'm living in Texas and this guy who played about a ball better than me says he's got a backer and he's going to Oklahoma for the weekend and he offers me 200 dollars to borrow my Gulyassy s/p till Monday if I give him back 100 when he gives me the cue back.Sunday comes and he comes in and says my cue is gone I say bulls**t what happened.He says he walked in to a pool hall in Tulsa and asked if anyone gambled one guy said yes then breaks and runs out to beat another guy for a hundred.After watching this my buddy says you played him for 100 lets play for 200 he lost 7-0 to..............GABE OWEN!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[ironman]

I wasn't the one playing but I ended up paying for it.I'm living in Texas and this guy who played about a ball better than me says he's got a backer and he's going to Oklahoma for the weekend and he offers me 200 dollars to borrow my Gulyassy s/p till Monday if I give him back 100 when he gives me the cue back.Sunday comes and he comes in and says my cue is gone I say bulls**t what happened.He says he walked in to a pool hall in Tulsa and asked if anyone gambled one guy said yes then breaks and runs out to beat another guy for a hundred.After watching this my buddy says you played him for 100 lets play for 200 he lost 7-0 to..............GABE OWEN!!!!!!!!!!!!

OHHHH NOOOO!