I would like to share a story about Earle, a good story. Back in the early 90s Earle was having a hard time with Reyes and Bustomanta I walked in to Bakers Billiards in Greensboro N.C. early Sat. morn Earle was the only one there other than the counter girl. When I came in Earle was at the table a real tight Diamond table he was running balls from everywhere there were so many balls on the table . I took a seat and watched Earle was racking 15 balls , breaking and running out in rotation, he was feeling bad snot running down his nose, coughing blowing his nose sweat pouring off of him but he just kept on running balls racking and running out. I sat and watched as he ran 5 racks of 15 without a miss, if he got out of line or a bad roll he came with something and continued to run out he looked up at me and said he had the flu but had to practice, he said that all the Philippine players practiced that way.So he was going to do the same I dont know how many balls he ran as he was at the table when I walked in and after a break to blow his nose and get a drink of hot tea he went right back to breaking and running out > Earle said he needed some help from the other American players, Hopkins, and Archer, he said he coudnt beat the Reyes with out some help the other players needed to help get him weak Earle worked very hard to develop his owsone fire power. Big Slim
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That's a great story, Big Slim. Thanks for sharing. :smile:
I haven't heard about Baker's in Greensboro in a long while. For some reason, I thought they only had Brunwick GCs there, though.
My favorite memory of Baker's in Greensboro was they boasted about having the BEST hot dog in all of North Carolina. They were pretty tasty! :thumbup:
Back in the day, there was a lot of one-pocket played there. I gambled there myself when I was on the road in the '70s. Seattle Sam hung out there for a spell. In fact, that pool room had quite a few action men there. It was a stop on every road player's map.
Earl is one of the best players in the world and his devotion to the game and hours of practice is phenomenal. You have to admire the guy for that.
Very good story Slim, And welcome to AZ.
These are the type of post I like see. :thumbup:
These are the type of post I like see. :thumbup:
I liked the story,rep for you.
Earl is a real champion, I think (My observation) that Earl felt that the Philippines are coming to his country to win the tournaments there, and everybody knows how Earl loves America. he's playing for the U.S. not for himself.
he doesn't like it when he loses against them specially in America, which is why he felt the need to be defending his country.
its my personal observation.
Earl is a real champion, I think (My observation) that Earl felt that the Philippines are coming to his country to win the tournaments there, and everybody knows how Earl loves America. he's playing for the U.S. not for himself.
he doesn't like it when he loses against them specially in America, which is why he felt the need to be defending his country.
its my personal observation.
Reminds me of another funny story i heard in Vegas several years ago about Earl. I've always wondered what i heard in Vegas at the BCA back in 2002 was true or not, so i thought now would be a good time to ask.
I was watching Earl playing Jim Rempe about midnight on Tuesday night and the guy i was sitting next to in the VIP row was talking about how Earl has been practicing, and was really gearing up for the world championships. Which he won, by the way.
Now here's the funny/odd statement he made. He told me Earl would practice at the table and force himself to stay at the table when he had to take a sh~t so bad he couldnt see straight. Do pros actually practice like this sometimes? I know they have breaks, but as we all know, sometimes sh~t happens.
DCP
I was watching Earl playing Jim Rempe about midnight on Tuesday night and the guy i was sitting next to in the VIP row was talking about how Earl has been practicing, and was really gearing up for the world championships. Which he won, by the way.
Now here's the funny/odd statement he made. He told me Earl would practice at the table and force himself to stay at the table when he had to take a sh~t so bad he couldnt see straight. Do pros actually practice like this sometimes? I know they have breaks, but as we all know, sometimes sh~t happens.
DCP
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Run-on sentences for the win. Love Earle Striklin'
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When Roy Baker owned it in the 70s he had gold crown 1 Bob Wolf owned the room in the 80s and 90s he bought the first Diamond tables made in fact they were called P B A at that time and later became Diamonds the pockets were about a ball and a half wide and cut deep made wonderful one pocket tables . There was always action at Bakers in those days top level action Big Slim
That's a great story, Big Slim. Thanks for sharing. :smile:
I haven't heard about Baker's in Greensboro in a long while. For some reason, I thought they only had Brunwick GCs there, though.
My favorite memory of Baker's in Greensboro was they boasted about having the BEST hot dog in all of North Carolina. They were pretty tasty! :thumbup:
Back in the day, there was a lot of one-pocket played there. I gambled there myself when I was on the road in the '70s. Seattle Sam hung out there for a spell. In fact, that pool room had quite a few action men there. It was a stop on every road player's map.
When Roy Baker owned it in the 70s he had gold crown 1 Bob Wolf owned the room in the 80s and 90s he bought the first Diamond tables made in fact they were called P B A at that time and later became Diamonds the pockets were about a ball and a half wide and cut deep made wonderful one pocket tables . There was always action at Bakers in those days top level action Big Slim
Do you remember Seattle Sam staying there for a spell? He lived in Virginia for a while, working at Champions on Glebe Road, and then he moved to North Carolina. Of course, he hailed from Bristol, which is where he ended up before he passed away. I always liked Seattle Sam.
Another thing I remember about Baker's, is those big portly men, like Seattle Sam, climbing up onto the table, on all fours, with one leg sticking straight out, in order to reach a shot.
The first time I saw that, I began to laugh hysterically. Everybody in the pool room stared at me wondering why I would be laughing during such a critical time in the game. I had to leave the room to control my laughter, I was laughing so hard. I had not realized that this was commonplace to climb up on the table, looking much like a dog who needs to relieve himself on a tree. That is exactly what it looked like.
Baker's was cool. It did move from where it was originally. The first time we traveled there, we drove up to a place that my partner, who was a road player, said was Baker's. We opened up the door, and it was a furniture store. A similar thing happened in the movie, "The Color of Money," which makes it funny to think about today.
I won money at Baker's. It wasn't a lot, but I sure did have fun gambling, while my road partner was doing his thing somewhere else in the room. We were the dynamic duo, I guess. They matched me up with somebody's daughter there, and she had game. We played for hours and hours, and I really enjoyed it. We were close in speed. :smile:
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Sam Trivett...pops up here every so often. He was a true pool man and could get the cash flowing in just about any room.
I recall tales of him getting caught cheating at cardsand his victim, rightfully angered, was assuaged by a defense only Sam could say with any sense of self-belief: I have to cheat, you play so good, how else am I supposed to win?!
Sam got a lotta my $5, playing 1p. I got a couple of them back playing 9b, but that ended real quick-like.
I stopped in to see him a couple of times on road trips thru Bristol. Even though he was wheelchaired/ in a old folk's home, he was always a hoot to be around. He told me that he wanted to send me away with a gift, proceeded to let me know that while he didn't have much, a fellow resident had died in the home in days past and Sam had relieved him of his opium suppositories. I was welcome to a couple, if I was interested
. Jeezizs! (I was not, interested, btw! Neither in taking or using them, or where exactly he took them from!!!).Sam's son used to come by the poolroom occasionally to see his dad. He was a hard worker and a good guy. Also, Sam's grandson popped into the forum for a while, looking for tales of his granddad.
RIP Sam, ya devil.
Sam Trivett...pops up here every so often. He was a true pool man and could get the cash flowing in just about any room.
I recall tales of him getting caught cheating at cardsand his victim, rightfully angered, was assuaged by a defense only Sam could say with any sense of self-belief: I have to cheat, you play so good, how else am I supposed to win?!
Sam got a lotta my $5, playing 1p. I got a couple of them back playing 9b, but that ended real quick-like.
I stopped in to see him a couple of times on road trips thru Bristol. Even though he was wheelchaired/ in a old folk's home, he was always a hoot to be around. He told me that he wanted to send me away with a gift, proceeded to let me know that while he didn't have much, a fellow resident had died in the home in days past and Sam had relieved him of his opium suppositories. I was welcome to a couple, if I was interested
Sam's son used to come by the poolroom occasionally to see his dad. He was a hard worker and a good guy. Also, Sam's grandson popped into the forum for a while, looking for tales of his granddad.
RIP Sam, ya devil.
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL! That post made me laugh, because it sounds just like Sam.
The card game, uh, I'm not sure if it's the same one, but I might have been there. I have a similar story with Geese and Sam, and I did not learn of Sam's creative dealing until after the fact.
Gotta insert my picture of Seattle Sam, me, and John Henry. This was taken at USA Billiards in Laurel, MD, in the late '80s. Gimme a head with hair. Man, I wish I still had my thick blond hair again. :embarrassed2:
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Don't like ES much. Too much sharking, have you noticed that he "ramps" it up when down? "Bata" Reyes is ALWAYS respectful, win or lose. And he wins far more than he looses. Including against ES. Have you ever seen Efren break a cue? What about Earl? That's ALWAYS bad form. He's no role model.
Granted he's EXTREMELY talented, but if I were drafting a "fantasy" team. He wouldn't be near the top of my list. Too much unnecessary turmoil. You have to think about the "locker-room?? He'd be a cancer. I'd take Varner over him every day of the week, even as he "approaches" AARP status.
ES is mildly "entertaining", but I wouldn't want my kid to turn out like him, would you?
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Mama, don't let you babies grow up to be pool players, unless they live in the Philippines!
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Au contraire, my little Pinoy friend. I'm saying if you're going to play pool, then do it in the Philippines where the people appreciate pool to the utmost. :smile:
Some of my best friends in pool are Filipinos.
I guess I should preface my comment that I was poking a little fun at this song when I made the post:
Mama Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys.
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Hindi, I'm not "your little Pinoy Friend." I Served my country honorably on active duty in Uniform for OVER twenty years. Lot's of fruit salad. What have YOU done for your country??? I'd be HAPPY to compare DD214's.Au contraire, my little Pinoy friend. I'm saying if you're going to play pool, then do it in the Philippines where the people appreciate pool to the utmost. :smile:
Some of my best friends in pool are Filipinos.
Sorry. I did not know you were Hindi. :frown:
And I did not mean to insult you by saying "my little Pinoy friend." I meant it affectionately, not as a slam.
As far as what I've done for my country, well, you just might be surprised.
I will say that my father was a major in the Army Air Corps during World War II, my brother is a diehard United States Marine, my other brother is a 20-year Navy veteran, and my nephew is currently serving in the Army as a sergeant.
Me, I don't have a DD214. I'm a girl and and have not served.
What you are doing is...being rude as hell.
Great that you served your country, but that does not give you special rights to beat your gums at Jam.I am her little AZ friend . She is a a great person and you have issues.
This is a pool forum if you have not noticed.
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