I was talking to a friend of mine the other night and he told me a classic.
My friend's dad was a road player and later owned a major action pool hall in Phoenix, the Golden Cue. His name was Pete Glenn and he was as old-school as they come.
So anyways my buddy's older brother starts spending time in dad's pool room. Papa Pete has been schooling him for years on how the worst thing someone can be is a "knocker" , someone who knocks other people's action. When coming into the hall with dad, his dad would point out certain people and say "see that guy Denny? He's a knocker. Stay away from him. That other guy? Him too." etc.
So after years of this, one day the old man (who, remember, played pretty damn sporty!) gets in a match giving weight to a stranger who bulldozes him. After the loss he goes up to his son and says "wow, who the hell WAS that guy? He's a killer!" His son replies "dad, he's been in the last few days beating all these great players....". Dad of course replies with "why the heck didn't you tell me?!"
"well gee dad, I didn't want to be a knocker."
I'll see if I can get some more stories from Pete before I leave town. Feel free to contribute if anyone has some other fun little stories to relate. 
My friend's dad was a road player and later owned a major action pool hall in Phoenix, the Golden Cue. His name was Pete Glenn and he was as old-school as they come.
So anyways my buddy's older brother starts spending time in dad's pool room. Papa Pete has been schooling him for years on how the worst thing someone can be is a "knocker" , someone who knocks other people's action. When coming into the hall with dad, his dad would point out certain people and say "see that guy Denny? He's a knocker. Stay away from him. That other guy? Him too." etc.
So after years of this, one day the old man (who, remember, played pretty damn sporty!) gets in a match giving weight to a stranger who bulldozes him. After the loss he goes up to his son and says "wow, who the hell WAS that guy? He's a killer!" His son replies "dad, he's been in the last few days beating all these great players....". Dad of course replies with "why the heck didn't you tell me?!"
"well gee dad, I didn't want to be a knocker."
I'll see if I can get some more stories from Pete before I leave town. Feel free to contribute if anyone has some other fun little stories to relate. 
