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vagabond said:can not imagine anything like that can happen.What did u think?
If u have not read that, u got to get hold of that book and read.
Pretty mild for Whitey, since he was one of the sickest degenerate rotten filthy scumbags around.
He's still missed. I know the dogs miss him.
Mine should be here the end of the week. 
I consider the book the best pool related purchase I made last year.
I hope there is another book on technique from Freddy in the plans.
I hope there is another book on technique from Freddy in the plans.
I agree. I purchased quite a bit of pool literature this year and "Banking with the Beard" is the purchase that I am most satisfied with. Grady Mathews gave it a nice compliment when I saw him in Mobile last year. He said, "It costs $30, but it is worth $100."Mr. Wilson said:
I'm taking my copy to Louisville, hopefully to get Freddy to autograph it.
Mike
Has anyone heard of or read the book titled
"Answers to a Poolplayers' Prayers"
I know the book is about aiming but i heard good remarks about this book.
Note: I am going to purchase this book Banking With Beard.
"Answers to a Poolplayers' Prayers"
I know the book is about aiming but i heard good remarks about this book.
Note: I am going to purchase this book Banking With Beard.
I've thumbed through it (Banking With The Beard), and I must say there is quite a bit of information to digest. I haven't had a chance to actually sit at a pool table with the book, but I think that would be the best thing to do in order to fully digest the book.
I am very pleased with the book and have already learned some nice tidbits of information that have been useful.
I am very pleased with the book and have already learned some nice tidbits of information that have been useful.
For some very good and detailed posts on kicking and banking, check Deadaim's series on Kicking Systems. 29 pages worth of information and diagrams.
Links to his series are here:
http://www.azbilliards.com/vbulletin/upload/showpost.php?p=235854&postcount=8
btw: I can tell you that from reading a sample of Freddy's book, and from reading many of his entertaining posts, detailing historical accounts and characters, I can't wait to read his book/s!
Links to his series are here:
http://www.azbilliards.com/vbulletin/upload/showpost.php?p=235854&postcount=8
btw: I can tell you that from reading a sample of Freddy's book, and from reading many of his entertaining posts, detailing historical accounts and characters, I can't wait to read his book/s!
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vagabond said:can not imagine anything like that can happen.What did u think?
If u have not read that, u got to get hold of that book and read.
It kind of reminds me of a line Al Pacino used in a movie called "Dog Day Afternoon."
In the movie Al was a bank robber who was holding hostages as the police were outside trying to negotiate with him.Al didn't trust the deal the police were trying to offer and responded to them with this statement:
"Kiss me, kiss me, I like to get kissed while I'm being f_ _ ked!"
RJ
Opinion of the book
I practice bank pool 30 hours per week on my nine foot Diamond Professional. I have read Freddy's book cover to cover and practice his techniques diligently. The book is the best there is out there. I predict however, it will soon be overshadowed by Jack Madden's new DVD on banking.
On the back cover of the book are four commentarys. The first by Bugs Rucker. It is the second one by Truman Hogue that I found most interesting. I learned the Truman Hogue wrist turn from Nine Ball Harry Sexton, great pool player now deceased many years ago and have been beating people with the technique for more years than I can count. Harry Sexton, better known in the pool room as "Poochy" was a world beater and played all comers for many years in Flint, Michigan. He wanted to prove that he could do more than hustle pool so he bet his good friend and fellow Michigan hustler, Corbread "Red" Burge. He entered the 1988 BCA Eightball championship and won it. Harry once banked 35 consecutive balls. Just two short of his friend's personal best, from his state of Kentucky, the late great Eddie Taylor. I will share the secrets of the Truman Hogue wrist turn to anyone interested in learning a powerful secret.
Cross Side Larry
"Learn from the best, and beat the rest"
quedup said:
I practice bank pool 30 hours per week on my nine foot Diamond Professional. I have read Freddy's book cover to cover and practice his techniques diligently. The book is the best there is out there. I predict however, it will soon be overshadowed by Jack Madden's new DVD on banking.
On the back cover of the book are four commentarys. The first by Bugs Rucker. It is the second one by Truman Hogue that I found most interesting. I learned the Truman Hogue wrist turn from Nine Ball Harry Sexton, great pool player now deceased many years ago and have been beating people with the technique for more years than I can count. Harry Sexton, better known in the pool room as "Poochy" was a world beater and played all comers for many years in Flint, Michigan. He wanted to prove that he could do more than hustle pool so he bet his good friend and fellow Michigan hustler, Corbread "Red" Burge. He entered the 1988 BCA Eightball championship and won it. Harry once banked 35 consecutive balls. Just two short of his friend's personal best, from his state of Kentucky, the late great Eddie Taylor. I will share the secrets of the Truman Hogue wrist turn to anyone interested in learning a powerful secret.
Cross Side Larry
"Learn from the best, and beat the rest"
Cant do it fellas
My friend, and fellow Bank Pool Hall of Famer, Truman Hogue would lynch me if I turned his "wrist twist" loose on one of these forums. Sorry fellas. Maybe Cross Side Larry can tell what he learned from Poochy. However, I must first add this. Poochy (Harry Sexton) was unbeatable in Flint MI., especially on a bar table, playing Nine-Ball. Bank pool was another story. I played Poochy bank pool in Chicago. I wasnt even at the top of my game. He broke me, but only after his backer George Walker laced my coffee with Hyacin and "Jarred" me. Prior to the Jar, I was pounding on the Pooch. Him banking 35 balls in a row,is, in my opinion a very dim possibility. In practice, throwing the balls on the table and keeping the pockets open, the most I ever banked was 26.
the Beard
Old school pool. Bank on, brother.
Eric. said:
My friend, and fellow Bank Pool Hall of Famer, Truman Hogue would lynch me if I turned his "wrist twist" loose on one of these forums. Sorry fellas. Maybe Cross Side Larry can tell what he learned from Poochy. However, I must first add this. Poochy (Harry Sexton) was unbeatable in Flint MI., especially on a bar table, playing Nine-Ball. Bank pool was another story. I played Poochy bank pool in Chicago. I wasnt even at the top of my game. He broke me, but only after his backer George Walker laced my coffee with Hyacin and "Jarred" me. Prior to the Jar, I was pounding on the Pooch. Him banking 35 balls in a row,is, in my opinion a very dim possibility. In practice, throwing the balls on the table and keeping the pockets open, the most I ever banked was 26.
the Beard
Old school pool. Bank on, brother.
GEORGE WALKER--BLAST FROM THE PAST--Did he still own the STARDUST when you were in action with him. Was his tall,leggy,flashy,blonde, wife/girlfriend/***** still with him? Don't feel like the lone ranger about getting 'jarred'. If you drank anything and didn't have someone protecting your interests there was a real good chance your ability to compete would be compromised. I played at the STARDUST a lot as a teenager (apprx 61 thru 64) and it was a TRIP. Back then George couldn't play but he would bet HIGH and,more often than not, play a little better. As you know CHI, for a number of years, was one of the most treacherous places in the world to play. I beat a thug (RK) and his last $40 barrel was air. My thug was a stone bad a$$ and RK knew he wouldn't like it. He settled up by giving me 10k 7mg bennies. To make a long story short I was too chickensh-t to sell dope. Took em back to the western burbs and passed em out to my pals by the handfull. It was amazing how communicative and friendly everybody was for a while. It even brought tears of joy to my mother. I dropped about 7 or 8 one day and we talked for HOURS. Seems like you and I played some cheap 9ball at a bowling alley before 66. I think I was short and had to pull up after a few games. Anyway, good to see you still kicken.freddy the beard said:
George Walker, Chris and the Stardust Lounge
George Walker's country-girl, wife Chris, was one of the sexiest creatures alive. She was wearing mini-skirts when there was no such thing. George would do anything he could to beat you when you played in his bar. He would shark you, doctor up the chalk, put pins under the cloth by the pocket, tush-hog you, "Jar" you if you drank anything, move the table if you went to the bathroom, but my favorite involved his wife Chris. She would be sitting in chair, watching the game in her mini-skirt. If you had a tough shot, and were facing her, at the moment you were delivering the stroke, her legs would open and she would flash you. It may have bothered some players, but I would actually play position to get hit with the shark/flash. Tragically, Chris was murdered by George's lunatic brother, Lonnie.
Adding a little more about Harry Poochy Sexton. He lived with George for awhile, and it was rumored that he had gotten lucky with Chris. I was never more jealous of anybody in my whole life.
the Beard
Bank on, brother!
ribdoner said:GEORGE WALKER--BLAST FROM THE PAST--Did he still own the STARDUST when you were in action with him. Was his tall,leggy,flashy,blonde, wife/girlfriend/***** still with him? Don't feel like the lone ranger about getting 'jarred'. If you drank anything and didn't have someone protecting your interests there was a real good chance your ability to compete would be compromised. I played at the STARDUST a lot as a teenager (apprx 61 thru 64) and it was a TRIP. Back then George couldn't play but he would bet HIGH and,more often than not, play a little better. As you know CHI, for a number of years, was one of the most treacherous places in the world to play. I beat a thug (RK) and his last $40 barrel was air. My thug was a stone bad a$$ and RK knew he wouldn't like it. He settled up by giving me 10k 7mg bennies. To make a long story short I was too chickensh-t to sell dope. Took em back to the western burbs and passed em out to my pals by the handfull. It was amazing how communicative and friendly everybody was for a while. It even brought tears of joy to my mother. I dropped about 7 or 8 one day and we talked for HOURS. Seems like you and I played some cheap 9ball at a bowling alley before 66. I think I was short and had to pull up after a few games. Anyway, good to see you still kicken.
George Walker's country-girl, wife Chris, was one of the sexiest creatures alive. She was wearing mini-skirts when there was no such thing. George would do anything he could to beat you when you played in his bar. He would shark you, doctor up the chalk, put pins under the cloth by the pocket, tush-hog you, "Jar" you if you drank anything, move the table if you went to the bathroom, but my favorite involved his wife Chris. She would be sitting in chair, watching the game in her mini-skirt. If you had a tough shot, and were facing her, at the moment you were delivering the stroke, her legs would open and she would flash you. It may have bothered some players, but I would actually play position to get hit with the shark/flash. Tragically, Chris was murdered by George's lunatic brother, Lonnie.
Adding a little more about Harry Poochy Sexton. He lived with George for awhile, and it was rumored that he had gotten lucky with Chris. I was never more jealous of anybody in my whole life.
the Beard
Bank on, brother!