Ever been "jarred?"

crawfish

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I was thinking back about the time I was jarred. I usually drink and play. However, a fella that I normally play even with offered me the seven and the break if we bet $500 a set. After my sixth beer (which is a starter for those that know me) I couldn't even stand. My sight was blurred and my mouth was watering. Weird feeling. I have done my share of about everything, but this was potent. I woke up with the worst hangover in the world. And...I don't get hangovers. If I do, there's been 20-30 put down. Anyway, any stories?

I just think this needs to be addressed so people will take heed.
 
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crawfish said:
I was thinking back about the time I was jarred. I usually drink and play. However, a fella that I normally play even with offered me the seven and the break if we bet $500 a set. After my sixth beer (which is a starter for those that know me) I couldn't even stand. My sight was blurred and my mouth was watering. Weird feeling. I have done my share of about everything, but this was potent. I woke up with the worst hangover in the world. And...I don't get hangovers. If I do, there's been 20-30 put down. Anyway, any stories?
I actually was jarred once and what they didn't know was back then i played good fVVked up lol. I did however end up getting in a fight with a good friend of mine at the time of the "jarring" and got the money anyway:eek:
 
I got jarred a couple of times . . .

I got jarred a couple of times, maybe more. A lot of the time I would have been too messed up to notice minor jarring. The two times I knew I was jarred I quit in midgame and pulled my money down. The folks doing the jarring had to disappear for awhile, it isn't something I take lightly. Never saw either one again and they had been playing in the same circles I did.

Once was in my "home" bar, once in a topless joint. The topless joints are easy money, also the place you are most likely to get jarred since there is always crap floating around and gigolos hunting an easy buck.

Hu
 
crawfish said:
I was thinking back about the time I was jarred. I usually drink and play. However, a fella that I normally play even with offered me the seven and the break if we bet $500 a set. After my sixth beer (which is a starter for those that know me) I couldn't even stand. My sight was blurred and my mouth was watering. Weird feeling. I have done my share of about everything, but this was potent. I woke up with the worst hangover in the world. And...I don't get hangovers. If I do, there's been 20-30 put down. Anyway, any stories?

You never really get undeniable proof of this sort of thing, but I'm pretty sure I was jarred one time in California. I won't mention the town or the pool hall, but it's a pretty well known place in a major city. I was in town for business, and just wanted to hit some balls, didn't have my cue or anything. After a while, somebody asked me if I wanted in a $20 tournament, so I said why not.

I won my first 3 or 4 matches in this little single-elim tourney, and as I'm finishing a rack, I notice there's a guy standing next my chair, very close to my beer. I go to my chair to get a swig of beer and hit the powder bag, and the guy that's been standing there says something like "so I see you beat the champ", to which I replied "dude, I don't know a soul here, but everybody I've played so far played pretty strong, and I feel lucky to have gotten by them."

Well, I went on to win that match, but about midway through the next one I started feeling like I was going to absolutely die, sweating like a pig, stomach in knots, dizziness, fatigue... just general brutality. Needless to say, I couldn't lose that match fast enough. Yacked on the sidewalk on the way back to the hotel, and felt like ass for two whole days afterward. I had four beers (an appetizer for me) and didn't eat anything at the pool hall, so it was pretty clear to me what had happened.

Nowadays I don't match up or play in tourneys in foreign lands unless I've got somebody with me to watch my back (and my Budweiser). Sucks that you have to worry about BS like that; nobody in my home room would ever think of such a thing.

Aaron
 
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I've heard of "slipping a mickey" - is this the same thing? When your back was turned they stuck something in your beer? Wow, I guess I didn't get out as much as I thought :-)
 
hurly said:
I've heard of "slipping a mickey" - is this the same thing? When your back was turned they stuck something in your beer? Wow, I guess I didn't get out as much as I thought :-)
One in the same. I actually threw up during the set. Anyone that knows me knows that if I ever throw up from drinking, I've wiped the place clean of Miller Lite. Not that it's something to be proud of, but it takes a lot for me just to feel buzzed.
 
Uhhhhh you might want to NOT say what people can use to jar someone.... There was a post on the internet long ago about this subject, people went into details and coincidentally I got jarred a week later..... Aaron S, I think I got punched by the same thing you did.
 
The Saw said:
Uhhhhh you might want to NOT say what people can use to jar someone.... There was a post on the internet long ago about this subject, people went into details and coincidentally I got jarred a week later..... Aaron S, I think I got punched by the same thing you did.

I was thinking the same...
 
The Saw said:
Uhhhhh you might want to NOT say what people can use to jar someone.... There was a post on the internet long ago about this subject, people went into details and coincidentally I got jarred a week later..... Aaron S, I think I got punched by the same thing you did.

Good point Saw. I will edit my post accordingly.

Aaron
 
come to think of it I remember 2 events! one about 6 years ago at a tourney during my first set. I had a coffee, and about 10 minutes later my pulse is at around 160....normal is 60!...I went to the hospital an hour later and after 2 hours they said nothing was wrong??? hmmmm?

I have done my share of REC drugs and it felt like a few lines from south of the boarder!!!:)

the first time was from my sister!....she gave me and my bud a "J" to take fishing for the day. After she dropped us off, we blazed, and I "woke up" at home eating dinner laughing my azz off!....no real harm done, but to lose a whole day, and see flashes of fishing....eating lunch at a taco joint....and walking home 7 miles has plagued me all these years! She still apologizes to this day!:)
 
Its a f/n nasty ass thing to do to someone. Specially without knowing if that person has ever done any kind of rec drugs before. Most of us who've dabbled know when something is out of norm and can adjust and git the heck outta there before something hits the fan. It can really mess a person up if they have no idea whats happening. I'm like you Craw, can drink copius amounts of beer and no one would know the difference, and yes, its happened to me a couple of times as well.
 
I don't do alcohol but I think someone spiked my coffee one time.

I know towards the end of my drinking days I had some wierd things happen.Like when I thought my hangover was to severe for the amount I remembered drinking.It sound like you definately got hit with something though.
 
ShootingArts said:
I got jarred a couple of times, maybe more. A lot of the time I would have been too messed up to notice minor jarring. The two times I knew I was jarred I quit in midgame and pulled my money down. The folks doing the jarring had to disappear for awhile, it isn't something I take lightly. Never saw either one again and they had been playing in the same circles I did.

Once was in my "home" bar, once in a topless joint. The topless joints are easy money, also the place you are most likely to get jarred since there is always crap floating around and gigolos hunting an easy buck.

Hu

And I thought the gigolos normally were hunting an easy doe. :confused:

I guess it in different is some topless joints. You weren't talking about the gay bars in the quarter were you? :D
JoeyA
 
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I've been spiked twice, well one of em wasn't quite being spiked as much as it was smoking something that I didn't expect. I also wasn't playing either time.

The smoking incident was at a concert. These two hippy kids smoked up with me before the concert. Later on these two bikers asked if I wanted to smoke up too. Well I was already fried so I said yea. Turns out it was heroin and the worst experience I've ever had.

The other I was drunk and got spiked. I woke up not remembering a thing which was odd because I can remember everything regardless of how much I drink. Turns out I got spiked and sometime during the night two girls challenged me to an arm wrestling match. Apparently I was about to beat them (their two arms vs my one arm) and the other jumped putting all her weight on my arm which dislocated my elbow. They said I grunted and then popped it back into place. Took a few days for me to find out why my arm hurt so bad.

I know a girl who got spiked bad. She came down here to visit from Ohio, on the way to see her grandma in Florida. I told her to stop by on the way back, but didn't see her again. Turns out she was at a club and someone spiked her drink with a roofie probably. She was in the hospital for a week because of it.

If I'm in an unknown pool hall I won't drink unless I'm with people. I actually don't drink while playing a tourney, league or for money anyhow (the money game is a non-issue since I won't play for money anymore anyhow). If I am drinking anything it's bottled water and I take note of exactly where the bottle is.
 
Shoulda typed "dollar"!!

JoeyA said:
And I thought the gigolos normally were hunting an easy doe. :confused:

I guess it is different is some topless joints. You weren't talking about the gay bars in the quarter were you? :D
JoeyA

Joey, you got me! I should'a typed out "dollar". Come to think of it though it was in the Brown Derby and Mr. Brown seemed to have a thing for the he-shes. He always had a few of them working along with the girls. This was a low dive on the Airline in Baton Rouge and after it had already became a rougher part of town. For some reason it got real popular with the business suit crowd. Me and my friends spent a lot of money on beer in there in the seventies just watching and wondering how long it would take a "suit" to figure out he had been buying champagne for another man all night! I guess some didn't mind but some really funny scenes happened when they did!

There were a couple of pool tables in a side room and money to be made. There were a fair number of good players that weren't too proud to come in there and pump up sometimes. That is where I played MM back in the day when he and I both drank.

Hu
 
Jarred !!

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.
 
WOW.......that you newk?? as in insurance man/pool player?

Once in Las Vegas, I sat down in a game at the Horseshoe, pot limit. Plenty of well known players at the table.. I had some customary Scotch to calm my nerves and after just a few, I was seriously stuck and making calls I would never make in life. I realized what happened, went and got me some coffee and bottled water. By daylight I had got most of my money back and hit the door.
 
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.

That Jar was popular back in the 70"s and 80"s and could be very dangerous.

The worst i saw is what happened to MIke Massey back around 73. He was splaying in Denver and back then Mike was quite a guy with that long Sandy hair and always wearing those Muscle Shirts and all.

SOmeone dropped a handful of Acid in his orange juice and about a half hour later he went off the chart and scared everybody out of the bar. He is so lucky to be alive and it took hikm about 2 years to get his memory back. I was there and it was awful. It is hard to imagine the hell that guy went through.

A couple of years ago we talked about that most all night and it is still a very painful subject for him but the man showed incredible strength overcoming it. He mentioned someone was doing his Bio and I suggested he call it "To hell and back".

It was one of the most awful scens I witnessed in this game.
 
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.

LIttle Honny told me one time that he got Jarred so much that he thought he was hooked. I said, why not, you're hoooked on everything else.
 
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