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MinoInADixeCup

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I was up at my usual hall celebrating my friend?s birthday. 2 rum and cokes, 3 jager shots, 3 beers, and 3 long islands and I'm in a very good mood.

The guys at the table next to us start woofing about wanting to play the oldest guy at our table, a player I have always had enormous respect for, but at the same time, I recognize that I have started to surpass him. So he plays these guys some funky 8 ball rules that they seem to be making up as they go along, and he is down about $20 (1 game). The party starts breaking up and I ask if I can jump in and play partners. I personally hate playing partners, but I wanted to get my friends money back. They agree and we start playing $20 a game. Now here is where it gets fun. Every time one of the guys heads to the bathroom, the other guy challenges my partner in a singles match for $20 to $50 a game. I don?t think he lost a single challenge.

To make a long story short, I finished up $60 which barely covered table time, the cab ride home, and about $10 of my $80 bar tab. My friend had to finish up at least $120 from the singles action. I could not care less, I had a ball and it was the first money game I've played in months. I'm not much of a gambler, but damn that was fun. I doubt I would feel much different if we had lost, it was just plain fun.
 
MinoInADixeCup...and today? How about that hangover? Remind me not to try to keep up with you, at the bar, when I see you next month! :D

Scott Lee
 
"Small town" Polish rules...Play for a Beer???

MinoInADixeCup said:
So he plays these guys some funky 8 ball rules that they seem to be making up as they go along...

Love it when you can beat them at their own rules....Although when they change every couple of minutes it can be tough to keep up...

...I'm in this little town of 70,000 villagers... Pubs every where and believe it or not, there are 5 bar boxes that are beat to hell(ok, one of them has felt with only 2 beer stains on it and it rolls straight...on Wednesdays) and one place has 5 9's that look like driving ranges. Cues all have flat cork screw tips, a bunch of drunk teenagers...Just use your imagination...It's horrible.

Needless to say, I'm the only guy in town that has his own cue. A sneaky.

When I walk into the one place that has a semi-straight table to just "bang some balls" (running out a rack every 5 minutes or so) people sometimes start to notice...just watching from a distance. It can bug ya sometimes but other times it's a way to meet people....anyways.....

One Friday night I go to into this place. It's got a small dance floor and can get pretty busy sometimes and there were quite a few people. As usual I put my cue behind the bar, grab a beer and just watch people spending 45 minutes for one game, poking balls around and gettin' drunk.

When the table finally clears and no one is interested I break out my cue and start 'bangin' balls'.

Gambling in Pila, Poland... Learning the rules.....

Someone came up and asked if he could play...he hadn't been watching obviously....me being the humble guy that I am I said, "sure why not"....and then I bring my game down to his level and just start playing 'ball bangin pool'. (Not into humiliating people, just having some fun) When we started I let the guy break...He breaks from "the spot"...You see, on this table there are actually "2" spots. One on each end. One for racking, one for breaking, yep, you have to break from the 'break spot'.

Then, as we go along, I dropped a long cut and the cue kicked over to the other side dropping in the opposite corner...

He takes the cue back to the spot...shoots, misses and basically lines up another shot. "Foul", I said..."no, when you foul I get "2" shots" ...hmmmmm

Ok...what the hell....He's now kind of got this little strut going on around the table because he starts to think, maybe I don't know the rules...and starts coaching me a little. Ok...fun right??? Plus, he really wants practice his English and talk it up with 'The American' in this podunk villiage in Poland who doesn't speak Polish. (too well)

By this time I'm really wishing that I was still just bangin' balls because it's been 20minutes, he won't shut up and half the balls are still on the table.

He takes his second shot and scratches... My turn for 2 shots....Right???

So, I take the ball back and put it in the kitchen, he said....no, it has to go on the spot...Oh My Goodness....Ok...

No problem....I 'spot it up' and kick a cluster just outside the kitchen to set up my second shot..."FOUL>>>"

"What???" "The cue ball has to go past the side pockets before hitting another ball"..."OMG, you ARE kidding me right", "Nope"...Ok, no more mister nice guy....

He eventually wins the game and I didn't care, I just wanted to get back to bangin'. (I was at the table first so basically it's my table till I give it up...not lose)

He says....(total shock) "Wanna play for a beer?"

Oh let me count the ways I wanna spank your ass on this table and shut you up with YOUR rules.....

"Sure, let's play for a small one though, I'm not much of a drinker" (and he didn't have much money)

"Flip for break?" (Guy didn't know what a lag was)

"Sure"...

My break....

Run 7.... Drop the 8 and hear...."Thank you....I won" I said. "what???" Really confused now...He says, "You have to put the 8 in the opposite pocket of where you dropped your last ball" Oh Goodness....It just wouldn't stop.

He says....wanna play again....double or nothing? Ok, I'm a glutten for punishment...What the hell....I really want to just wipe this guy and shut him up....

He breaks, nothing goes...I run 6, he shoots...drops a few and I'm sitting with the last ball and the 8 remembering the opposite pocket rule.

He's got a duck sitting in the lower left corner. I shoot my last ball into the pocket opposite his duck, on purpose...The 8's on the spot closest to the duck and the cue is sitting between/behind the 8 so that I've got to bank the 8 back to 'the' pocket. He's kind of snickering...

Now, I set this up on purpose to shut the guy up.....

I bank it 2 rails, long, short and follow that duck right into the pocket...

He yells, "Yes!!!" I said, "What? That was the right pocket" I thought maybe he forgot where the last object ball went...

He says, "Ya, but if you shoot and make my ball also, it's a foul"

I said, "Tyskie or Pilsners"
 
PocketChalker said:
Love it when you can beat them at their own rules....Although when they change every couple of minutes it can be tough to keep up...

...I'm in this little town of 70,000 villagers... Pubs every where and believe it or not, there are 5 bar boxes that are beat to hell(ok, one of them has felt with only 2 beer stains on it and it rolls straight...on Wednesdays) and one place has 5 9's that look like driving ranges. Cues all have flat cork screw tips, a bunch of drunk teenagers...Just use your imagination...It's horrible.

Needless to say, I'm the only guy in town that has his own cue. A sneaky.

When I walk into the one place that has a semi-straight table to just "bang some balls" (running out a rack every 5 minutes or so) people sometimes start to notice...just watching from a distance. It can bug ya sometimes but other times it's a way to meet people....anyways.....

One Friday night I go to into this place. It's got a small dance floor and can get pretty busy sometimes and there were quite a few people. As usual I put my cue behind the bar, grab a beer and just watch people spending 45 minutes for one game, poking balls around and gettin' drunk.

When the table finally clears and no one is interested I break out my cue and start 'bangin' balls'.

Gambling in Pila, Poland... Learning the rules.....

Someone came up and asked if he could play...he hadn't been watching obviously....me being the humble guy that I am I said, "sure why not"....and then I bring my game down to his level and just start playing 'ball bangin pool'. (Not into humiliating people, just having some fun) When we started I let the guy break...He breaks from "the spot"...You see, on this table there are actually "2" spots. One on each end. One for racking, one for breaking, yep, you have to break from the 'break spot'.

Then, as we go along, I dropped a long cut and the cue kicked over to the other side dropping in the opposite corner...

He takes the cue back to the spot...shoots, misses and basically lines up another shot. "Foul", I said..."no, when you foul I get "2" shots" ...hmmmmm

Ok...what the hell....He's now kind of got this little strut going on around the table because he starts to think, maybe I don't know the rules...and starts coaching me a little. Ok...fun right??? Plus, he really wants practice his English and talk it up with 'The American' in this podunk villiage in Poland who doesn't speak Polish. (too well)

By this time I'm really wishing that I was still just bangin' balls because it's been 20minutes, he won't shut up and half the balls are still on the table.

He takes his second shot and scratches... My turn for 2 shots....Right???

So, I take the ball back and put it in the kitchen, he said....no, it has to go on the spot...Oh My Goodness....Ok...

No problem....I 'spot it up' and kick a cluster just outside the kitchen to set up my second shot..."FOUL>>>"

"What???" "The cue ball has to go past the side pockets before hitting another ball"..."OMG, you ARE kidding me right", "Nope"...Ok, no more mister nice guy....

He eventually wins the game and I didn't care, I just wanted to get back to bangin'. (I was at the table first so basically it's my table till I give it up...not lose)

He says....(total shock) "Wanna play for a beer?"

Oh let me count the ways I wanna spank your ass on this table and shut you up with YOUR rules.....

"Sure, let's play for a small one though, I'm not much of a drinker" (and he didn't have much money)

"Flip for break?" (Guy didn't know what a lag was)

"Sure"...

My break....

Run 7.... Drop the 8 and hear...."Thank you....I won" I said. "what???" Really confused now...He says, "You have to put the 8 in the opposite pocket of where you dropped your last ball" Oh Goodness....It just wouldn't stop.

He says....wanna play again....double or nothing? Ok, I'm a glutten for punishment...What the hell....I really want to just wipe this guy and shut him up....

He breaks, nothing goes...I run 6, he shoots...drops a few and I'm sitting with the last ball and the 8 remembering the opposite pocket rule.

He's got a duck sitting in the lower left corner. I shoot my last ball into the pocket opposite his duck, on purpose...The 8's on the spot closest to the duck and the cue is sitting between/behind the 8 so that I've got to bank the 8 back to 'the' pocket. He's kind of snickering...

Now, I set this up on purpose to shut the guy up.....

I bank it 2 rails, long, short and follow that duck right into the pocket...

He yells, "Yes!!!" I said, "What? That was the right pocket" I thought maybe he forgot where the last object ball went...

He says, "Ya, but if you shoot and make my ball also, it's a foul"

I said, "Tyskie or Pilsners"


oh my god i would've bashed my cue over his head half way through the conversation.

i can't believe there are people like you with the patience you have. i commend you.
 
Wow, that sounds like one crazy set of rules. I've heard of most of those at one time or another, but never all at the same time. :eek:

Anyone ever play 8ball where it didn't matter where you put your last ball, but you couldn't shoot the 8 into the side pockets?
 
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