Ever been "jarred?"

Wow... I have always told my 21 year old to be careful going to places and never leave her drink alone for a sec. We always watch out for our children.

I don't even think about my own when I go out. I'll second-thought that now.
Thanks :cool:
Donna
 
I think he may have slipped you a Mickey and done some funny stuff to you as you was passed out...was your backside sory:thumbup:

Thanks for this info though..it is definately something to look out for....Sux that people do it, but I can see this happening unfortunately
 
You know, now that i think about it.
I have lost all perception of space and time a couple of times when either gambling or during a tournament, but i never attributed it to anything, but now i am wondering if i should.

I'm talking where i could not see straight, after playing absolutely fantastic, the match before, or fantastic leading up to the time i was in the toilet.
I am talking about not being able to run out the 8 and 9 with ball in hand, and other similar pathetic displays.
I mean, i know i can run out of gas with the best of them, but sometimes, it just never made sense.
Hhmmmmmmmmmmm?


But, I think the only time where i knew i was ALMOST jarred, was when i was Gambling with Eric Durbin in the upstairs room, playing one pocket at the Derby a LOOOONG time ago.
I had him stuck, and when i was up like 6 games, i looked over at the sidelines for my diet soda and someone that was betting against me on the rail had it in his hand.
The instant i looked over at him, he said, "is this yours?" and when i said yes, he said that it almost got knocked over and handed it to me. (everything was on the floor)
I was about to take a swig, and watched as his eyes got all wide and he almost cracked a smile as i raised it to my lips, and that kind of made me paranoid, so i stopped and never drank any.
I looked him dead in the eye, looked at the soda, and then looked at him again, and he had stopped smiling and had an angry look on his face.
So i looked at him and smiled, and then chucked the soda.
He stopped his sidebet after the very next game and I went on to bust Durbin.
People will do anything to win.
I'd almost rather be robbed at the Waffle House, then lose cause someone beat me like THAT.
 
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thenuke said:
At RED'S tournament in 84 (Houston), I was playing Pittsburgh John one pocket for $200 game. I had him four games down. Ordered some coffee and had it setting in front of two not very high on the honest side guys in Houston. Won't mention their names, but one is no longer with us. Don't know about the other.
At the time you had to play pretty sporty to beat Pitt John. Well, I got to where I couldn't make a ball sitting in front of my hole. I noticed that JM and BR were snickering and they were in w/John, also.
Anyway, John got even with me, I pulled up, went over and sat down with Puckett. He looked at my eyes and said, "You've been jarred." I sat there with him and watched Gilbert Martinez play someone(I can't remember who) for about 3 to 3 1/2 hours. After that amount of time Istarted to feel better and actually played after that and played well.
I think jarring may be getting popular again, so don't leave your drinks or coffee unwatched, or better yet drink bottled water and keep it close.

Was the snickering JM, Jim Murrel ??
 
I was at the APA finals a few years back, Jackson, MS...got a beer towards the end of play. it was a 75 mile drive home and it took me 3 hours. I had flashes of roadside scenery that I couldn't recognize. the only one who touched the beer was the bartender who opened it for me. I made it home and had the nastiest headache in my life Sunday morning.

the finals were Sunday and I was too sick to play, as if I would have been any help...lol. anyway I ordered a beer on Sunday, the bartender opened it before I could say "don't...", I paid for it gave it back to him and told him. "you drink it, homey don't play that game but once"

never bought a beer there again...

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D_flash...disclaimer: could have been aliens, if you believe in that stuff
 
I went in a poolroom in Florida back in 90-91 and ordered 2 miller-lites for me and a friend I get about half way through mine (1) beer and all of a sudden my vision is bad blurry, buzzin like I had drink 20 beers and the sickness was coming on strong told him we got to go and I get to the front door and vommitt badly, I couldnt even see past the hood in the car we were in. Took about 2-3 days before I was back to normal.
 
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