One league night, on 8' tables (I believe, but can't say for sure, that they were Connelly's, as this was about 15 years ago), a person hit a shot that sent the cue ball bouncing up onto the cushion where it rolled along, slowing down, slowing down...before stopping perfectly balanced on the top of the cushion, a hair's breadth from the wood rail. The official call was foul for ball off the table, but there was pretty strong support amongst the bar denizens to give the shooter of the shot ball in hand for pure one-in-a-million awesomeness.