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lorider

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Let me preface this by saying I never was much for gambling but back in the old days when you walked into a bar looking to play you pretty much had to gamble . Every one ....and I mean every one wanted to play for something she you laid your quarters on the table .

I also.admit that I was never a great player but I seemed to be better than most bar players.

I have quite a few stories but 4 that stick out and want to share with you. I would like to hear some from you guy also. Before I tell the 1 st one I want to tell you that I had went through a divorce.....met this 21 year old girl who I wound up getting into a relationship with and moved her in with me. I was 30. The reason I am telling you this will become apparent as I tell my stories..

1st story.

Vero beach fla ....1988..

After getting single again I started going to bars and shooting pool again...something I had not done in 14 years. I started frequenting this bar called hootin owl ...right behind cunninghams pool hall ...which I also frequented from time to time ...taking my new g/f with me.

One Fri night I happened to be on a roll ...keeping the table from the time I walked in. Playing mostly 5.00.a rack. Well these 2 brothers started playing me after every one else got tired of donating to me.after I won 3-4 games from each one quit and the other kept playing me. After 3-4 more wins the one who had quit started talking about raising the bet..i replied I was content to lee.playing for 5.00. He said his brother dont play good unless he is playing for real money. I again said I was content playing for 5.00. All night long my g/f had been up front with people we had become friends with and making new friends and dancing with the other girls. She came back to where I was from time to time checking on me and bringing me a beer every now and then.

It just so happened that she had walked back where I was when this brother had started talking about playing for real money. She asked...how much money are you talking about? He says 20.00..she said 20.00 ? That aint no money! She reaches in her jeans pocket and pulls out a wad of money and counts out 300.00 and slaps it on the table and said this is real money. He said ...i Ai t talking about that kind of money but would go up to 30.00 or so. She replied...i came back here several times in the last hour and heard you talking shit about your brother could not play unless it was for some real money and I his laid some real.money down cause I know he aint as good as you claim he is.

Oh yea....forgot to mention when she laid that money on the table I was in disbelief and thinking ...wtf are you getting me into girl ? He counters back...we can do 50.00
.she says ...300.00...put up or shut up. The 2 brothers took a few steps back and started whispering to each other. After a few minutes they turned around and walked out od the bar.

When they left I breathed a sigh of relief and them looked af her and said....wtf as you doing woman ? They could have been setting me up ! She said...i saw how he was playing and he could not touch you. I told her not to ever pull that stunt again.

Another story coming up.
 
ft pierce fla 1988

One Fri night g/f and i met 2 of my coworkers and their wives at this hole in the wall bar to hang out and again I was shooting pool while she hung out with the 2 couples and danced . Dont remember the name of the place but it was on the corner of orange ave and Shinn rd.

Again I was on a pretty good roll keeping the table all night playing for 5.00 a.rack mostly. Again she would come back bringing me a beer and checking on me.

One trip back she said....see that old man sitting at the table by the wall drinking coffee? I said yea....what about him ? She said dont play him , he is a road player. I asked...whats a road player ? That tells you how naive I was lol she said ...i always check out every one in a bar and he has been sitting there all nigh must watching the pool tables and drinking coffee....nobody does that unless they are lookin for action. She says...i.grew up.in a pool.hall.amd I cam.spot a road player when I see one. This coming from a 21 year old girl. I did not know what to think of that and kept on winning until.every one got tired of donating.

I.sat down in a chair next to the pool.table drinking my beer waiting to see if any one else was gonna.come up and challenge me. After about 5 minutes that old man got up and walked over and asked.if Wanted to play some. I said sure. He said how about 10.00.a rack ? I said 5.00...the same I been playing for all night.. He said ok lets flipfor the break..he won and.i racked.

1st rack...8 on the break..i said damn. 2nd rack....8 on the break and I said shit. 3rd rack...8 on the break and I said he is lucky. 4 th rack ...8 on the break and I said he is damn lucky. 5 th rack ...8 on the break ...i said aint nobody that damn lucky and told him that was enough for.me. I told him at that rate he was gonna win in a few minutes what it took me all night to win.

I asked.him how he was able to.make the 8 five times in a row. He said rack them one more time and he would show.me. He showed me the 2nd ball break and he bit medium.speed using low left from the right aide of the table. He then said he did that to see how much gamble I had ..i told him.i was not much of a.gambler but would bet if I though I had a chance
.he then said I had a good eye for.the game and if I ever learned English i would be dangerous then walked out.

I.walked up.front.and told my g/f what transpired..she said...i.told you not.to.play him...how much did.you lose? I told her 25.00 but I still cleared 200.00.for the night.

We left and.on the way home.i asked her if she really knew he was a road player and how could she tell? .again she told me that she practical grew up in a poll.hall
.i asked her why she never played. She said her brother was a road player and was shot and.killed over a game a d she never picked up a cue after that. She also.said he had a balabushka and they buried it with him.
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lorider said:
Let me preface this by saying I never was much for gambling but back in the old days when you walked into a bar looking to play you pretty much had to gamble . Every one ....and I mean every one wanted to play for something she you laid your quarters on the table .

I also.admit that I was never a great player but I seemed to be better than most bar players.

I have quite a few stories but 4 that stick out and want to share with you. I would like to hear some from you guy also. Before I tell the 1 st one I want to tell you that I had went through a divorce.....met this 21 year old girl who I wound up getting into a relationship with and moved her in with me. I was 30. The reason I am telling you this will become apparent as I tell my stories..

1st story.

Vero beach fla ....1988..

After getting single again I started going to bars and shooting pool again...something I had not done in 14 years. I started frequenting this bar called hootin owl ...right behind cunninghams pool hall ...which I also frequented from time to time ...taking my new g/f with me.

One Fri night I happened to be on a roll ...keeping the table from the time I walked in. Playing mostly 5.00.a rack. Well these 2 brothers started playing me after every one else got tired of donating to me.after I won 3-4 games from each one quit and the other kept playing me. After 3-4 more wins the one who had quit started talking about raising the bet..i replied I was content to lee.playing for 5.00. He said his brother dont play good unless he is playing for real money. I again said I was content playing for 5.00. All night long my g/f had been up front with people we had become friends with and making new friends and dancing with the other girls. She came back to where I was from time to time checking on me and bringing me a beer every now and then.

It just so happened that she had walked back where I was when this brother had started talking about playing for real money. She asked...how much money are you talking about? He says 20.00..she said 20.00 ? That aint no money! She reaches in her jeans pocket and pulls out a wad of money and counts out 300.00 and slaps it on the table and said this is real money. He said ...i Ai t talking about that kind of money but would go up to 30.00 or so. She replied...i came back here several times in the last hour and heard you talking shit about your brother could not play unless it was for some real money and I his laid some real.money down cause I know he aint as good as you claim he is.

Oh yea....forgot to mention when she laid that money on the table I was in disbelief and thinking ...wtf are you getting me into girl ? He counters back...we can do 50.00
.she says ...300.00...put up or shut up. The 2 brothers took a few steps back and started whispering to each other. After a few minutes they turned around and walked out od the bar.

When they left I breathed a sigh of relief and them looked af her and said....wtf as you doing woman ? They could have been setting me up ! She said...i saw how he was playing and he could not touch you. I told her not to ever pull that stunt again.

Another story coming up.
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After this story I have to ask..... did you stay together for much longer?


Neil

PS: I've got a very similar story from the Green Iguana in Ybor City and an Asian guy, what is it about Florida bars/poolrooms? And actually there was another incident where the girl I was dating put up $800 after I lost the 1st set for $400, she had some mean gamble.
 
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Fuji-whopper said:
After this story I have to ask..... did you stay together for much longer?


Neil

PS: I've got a very similar story from the Green Iguana in Ybor City and an Asian guy, what is it about Florida bars/poolrooms? And actually there was another incident where the girl I was dating put up $800 after I lost the 1st set for $400, she had some mean gamble.
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We wound up.getting married some years later and adopting a.baby. We were together for.for.quite a few years and are now currently separated..cant bring myself to file for a divorce...she is quite a woman. More about her in stories 2 and 3
 
west palm.beqch 1989

We moved to west.palm.beach due to a job transfer ..ww did not go.out due to.me.working quite a lot and buying a place and sinking a.lot of money into.remodeling it.

My g/f wound up.going.back.home to Kentucky for a month to.help.her mother take.care of.her step.father who.was quite ill for a while..one.Friday afternoon a coworker asked.if I would give him a ride home as his wife was out of town with their car I said sure and happened to.mention my g/f was outa town also. He asked if I wanted to go out and have a beer that night..i said sure and picked him up a few hours later after gettin dressed to go.out.

We went to what he said was his regular hang out in Boca Raton..dont remember the name.od the place and couldn't tell.you exactly where it was.

Upon arriving we sat at the bar and talked a while and I was watching the action on the tables.. One table was a husband and wife and the other had action for 10.00 a rack. My friend started putting the moves on a barfly that walked in and I was wanting to play but was not gonna interfere with a husband /wife combo and did not wanna start out cold at 10.00.a pop against a guy who I found out owned the bar..hw was beating every one and I had not shot in at least10 months.

Well after a few beers I said what the hell ...i am gonna challenge the table cause I am.tired of listening to my friend and the bar fly gabbing.

I put up my quarters and wait my turn..sure enough I he my ass handed to me but put quarters up again. This time I win. I play a few more guys and keep winning. The bar owner gets back up and I win again. By this time every onw else gets tired I donating to mw and the bar owner and we go.back and forth ..when i get ahead about 5 games he wants to up it to 20.00. I told him I liked it at 10.00.but he keeps persisting and I say ok.

I.am.averaging 2-1 wins against him and then he wants to up it to 40.00..by this time I am feelin a good buzz from the beers and am shooting on auto pilot and say on...40.00 it is since I am.playing with his money.

After winning a few more games the next thing I know.he slams his cue down and.hollers at my friend......Joe!! ...wtf are you doing bringing this hustler into my bar.??

Both of you get the fvck out and dont ever come back ! I grabbed the 40.00 he throwed on the table while he was yelling and made a bee line for the door
.l looked over my shoulder and saw Joe standing up telling the owner I was just a guy who worked with him and he did not know I even who pool.. The owner again told him to get the fvck out.

Oh...forgot to.mention that while I was shooting Joe had come up to me and asked to borrow the car to go.get some cigs for him and the barfly..i threw him the keys while not even thinking about it and continued shooting. Why i mention this will.be obvious in a moment.

Upon heading him Joe asks mw if I am a hustler..i tell him hell no..i yell him I had not even picked up a cue in the time I walked in. Playing mostly 5.00.a rack. Well these 2 brothers started playing mw after 10 months. He said I must be pretty good cause no one local ever beats that guy . He says ...i can't believe i got throwed out after going there doe the last 10 years..i told him i was sorry but the guy kept insisting on uppi g the bet and i just kept winning.

I dont go out any more and a couple weeks later my g/f comes back and alls well in my life.....i thought. A few days after she gets back she shows up at work about an hour after i got there. She walks up to me holding a paper bag and i ask what's in it ? She say take a look..i peek inside and see a used condom. J say...wtf is this ? She says...thats what i want to know. I said where did you get it from ? She said that after i left for.work she decided to clean out the car and found it under the rear of the front seat.

I said ... How the hell did it get there ? She said ...you oughta be telling me instead of asking me since you had the car while i was gone. My mind was racing wondering how the hell that wound up in my car..then .it dawned on me about how and that barfly using my var to supposedly go get cigs while i was playing pool. I told her about going out with Joe and what i thought happened. She goes...yea right. I hollered for how and when he comes up i ask.him about it and he admits it and apologized to her. To this day i dont think she believes that story
 
lorider said:
One Fri night g/f and i met 2 of my coworkers and their wives at this hole in the wall bar to hang out and again I was shooting pool while she hung out with the 2 couples and danced . Dont remember the name of the place but it was on the corner of orange ave and Shinn rd.

Again I was on a pretty good roll keeping the table all night playing for 5.00 a.rack mostly. Again she would come back bringing me a beer and checking on me.

One trip back she said....see that old man sitting at the table by the wall drinking coffee? I said yea....what about him ? She said dont play him , he is a road player. I asked...whats a road player ? That tells you how naive I was lol she said ...i always check out every one in a bar and he has been sitting there all nigh must watching the pool tables and drinking coffee....nobody does that unless they are lookin for action. She says...i.grew up.in a pool.hall.amd I cam.spot a road player when I see one. This coming from a 21 year old girl. I did not know what to think of that and kept on winning until.every one got tired of donating.

I.sat down in a chair next to the pool.table drinking my beer waiting to see if any one else was gonna.come up and challenge me. After about 5 minutes that old man got up and walked over and asked.if Wanted to play some. I said sure. He said how about 10.00.a rack ? I said 5.00...the same I been playing for all night.. He said ok lets flipfor the break..he won and.i racked.

1st rack...8 on the break..i said damn. 2nd rack....8 on the break and I said shit. 3rd rack...8 on the break and I said he is lucky. 4 th rack ...8 on the break and I said he is damn lucky. 5 th rack ...8 on the break ...i said aint nobody that damn lucky and told him that was enough for.me. I told him at that rate he was gonna win in a few minutes what it took me all night to win.

I asked.him how he was able to.make the 8 five times in a row. He said rack them one more time and he would show.me. He showed me the 2nd ball break and he bit medium.speed using low left from the right aide of the table. He then said he did that to see how much gamble I had ..i told him.i was not much of a.gambler but would bet if I though I had a chance
.he then said I had a good eye for.the game and if I ever learned English i would be dangerous then walked out.

I.walked up.front.and told my g/f what transpired..she said...i.told you not.to.play him...how much did.you lose? I told her 25.00 but I still cleared 200.00.for the night.

We left and.on the way home.i asked her if she really knew he was a road player and how could she tell? .again she told me that she practical grew up in a poll.hall
.i asked her why she never played. She said her brother was a road player and was shot and.killed over a game a d she never picked up a cue after that. She also.said he had a balabushka and they buried it with him.
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Five eight balls on the break in a row! My record is ten! :thumbup:
 
Obviously, only one of us is familiar with rhe story, and it isnt i...

8 on the break 5x in a row? Come on!

One cant even rack the balls the same way twice on bar equipment...and it was probably a plastic rack and beat up balls too.

And any real hustler wouldnt pill that crap out foe a couple bucks a game.

It there a youtube link of the match ?!?!?!?!

lorider said:
One Fri night g/f and i met 2 of my coworkers and their wives at this hole in the wall bar to hang out and again I was shooting pool while she hung out with the 2 couples and danced . Dont remember the name of the place but it was on the corner of orange ave and Shinn rd.

Again I was on a pretty good roll keeping the table all night playing for 5.00 a.rack mostly. Again she would come back bringing me a beer and checking on me.

One trip back she said....see that old man sitting at the table by the wall drinking coffee? I said yea....what about him ? She said dont play him , he is a road player. I asked...whats a road player ? That tells you how naive I was lol she said ...i always check out every one in a bar and he has been sitting there all nigh must watching the pool tables and drinking coffee....nobody does that unless they are lookin for action. She says...i.grew up.in a pool.hall.amd I cam.spot a road player when I see one. This coming from a 21 year old girl. I did not know what to think of that and kept on winning until.every one got tired of donating.

I.sat down in a chair next to the pool.table drinking my beer waiting to see if any one else was gonna.come up and challenge me. After about 5 minutes that old man got up and walked over and asked.if Wanted to play some. I said sure. He said how about 10.00.a rack ? I said 5.00...the same I been playing for all night.. He said ok lets flipfor the break..he won and.i racked.

1st rack...8 on the break..i said damn. 2nd rack....8 on the break and I said shit. 3rd rack...8 on the break and I said he is lucky. 4 th rack ...8 on the break and I said he is damn lucky. 5 th rack ...8 on the break ...i said aint nobody that damn lucky and told him that was enough for.me. I told him at that rate he was gonna win in a few minutes what it took me all night to win.

I asked.him how he was able to.make the 8 five times in a row. He said rack them one more time and he would show.me. He showed me the 2nd ball break and he bit medium.speed using low left from the right aide of the table. He then said he did that to see how much gamble I had ..i told him.i was not much of a.gambler but would bet if I though I had a chance
.he then said I had a good eye for.the game and if I ever learned English i would be dangerous then walked out.

I.walked up.front.and told my g/f what transpired..she said...i.told you not.to.play him...how much did.you lose? I told her 25.00 but I still cleared 200.00.for the night.

We left and.on the way home.i asked her if she really knew he was a road player and how could she tell? .again she told me that she practical grew up in a poll.hall
.i asked her why she never played. She said her brother was a road player and was shot and.killed over a game a d she never picked up a cue after that. She also.said he had a balabushka and they buried it with him.
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What did he look like ?

What did that road player look like ? The guy that made the 8 ball 5 times in a row.
I think it might have been my uncle Harry. He grew up in a small town in Minnesota
just two houses down from none other than the best pool shark that ever lived,
Minnesota Fats. They were best friends from the time they were little kids, through
school, and then traveled the world hustling for over forty years. My uncle, Ham Bone
Harry, a nickname given him by Fats told me about many of their adventures. When
you told about that guy making the 8 on the break that many times, I just knew it must
have been uncle Ham Bone. He told me about learning this shot which Fats and him
named the SIDEWINDER SPINNERAROO. Uncle Ham Bone was shown the shot by a
little old Japanese man that made him swear to never tell the secret. When he
first arrived in the U.S. speaking no English, he got a job changing tires, spinning the
lug nuts on by hand to get started. He worked 16 hours a day and when he got off, he
would go to the pool hall to drink a beer a play a game. He was so used to spinning
those lug nuts all day that he would spin the cue when he shot, putting a tremendous
amount of english on the ball. He then noticed by hitting the second ball with all this
english he could make the 8 ball on the break every time. He showed this to uncle
Ham Bone before he when back to Japan and won every tournament there until
his shot was declared illegal and he was banned from tournament play for life.
Some of the old timers on here might remember Ham Bone Harry, tall, thin, real quite
and walked like Walter Brennen on The Real McCoys.
jack
 
jackpot said:
What did that road player look like ? The guy that made the 8 ball 5 times in a row.
I think it might have been my uncle Harry. He grew up in a small town in Minnesota
just two houses down from none other than the best pool shark that ever lived,
Minnesota Fats. They were best friends from the time they were little kids, through
school, and then traveled the world hustling for over forty years. My uncle, Ham Bone
Harry, a nickname given him by Fats told me about many of their adventures. When
you told about that guy making the 8 on the break that many times, I just knew it must
have been uncle Ham Bone. He told me about learning this shot which Fats and him
named the SIDEWINDER SPINNERAROO. Uncle Ham Bone was shown the shot by a
little old Japanese man that made him swear to never tell the secret. When he
first arrived in the U.S. speaking no English, he got a job changing tires, spinning the
lug nuts on by hand to get started. He worked 16 hours a day and when he got off, he
would go to the pool hall to drink a beer a play a game. He was so used to spinning
those lug nuts all day that he would spin the cue when he shot, putting a tremendous
amount of english on the ball. He then noticed by hitting the second ball with all this
english he could make the 8 ball on the break every time. He showed this to uncle
Ham Bone before he when back to Japan and won every tournament there until
his shot was declared illegal and he was banned from tournament play for life.
Some of the old timers on here might remember Ham Bone Harry, tall, thin, real quite
and walked like Walter Brennen on The Real McCoys.
jack
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Ham Bone plays in my league. He's the only guy that I ever lost too playing for money. :eek:
 
Don't believe it ?

pt109 said:
Jack....^^^^^^^...I don't entirely believe this story.
...you been drinkin' with Dean again?





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What, don't believe it ? So are you calling my uncle Ham Bone, or me or that little
Japanese man who by the way ended up committing Harry Carry which is much
worse than the regular Hari Kari or whatever it's called because you use a spoon.
For your information Mr. Doubting Thomas, Dean would be happy to back me up
on this if he remembers.
jack
 
jackpot said:
What, don't believe it ? So are you calling my uncle Ham Bone, or me or that little
Japanese man who by the way ended up committing Harry Carry which is much
worse than the regular Hari Kari or whatever it's called because you use a spoon.
For your information Mr. Doubting Thomas, Dean would be happy to back me up
on this if he remembers.
jack
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Got a feeling these stories are of the same genre as a guy I knew from my father's generation....
...his name was Mickey Bell ...but many called him Coast to Coast.....

Mickey claimed he played a man a game of rotation for $50...won the flip....
...and made every ball on the break...:eek:

The man didn't never seen anything like that, so he paid and quit....
...Mickey paid the table time and went out for a coffee...

....came back a half hour later and the owner told him he owed some table time...
Mickey says "I paid you for the time."
...owner says "Yeah, but the cue-ball's still running around the table....
....and we can't catch the damn thing."
 
You knew him too.

Wow I can't believe you knew Mickey. Old man Bells boy. Uncle Ham Bone and
him were like peas and carrots.
jack
 
Black-Balled said:
Jeeziz. You arent bolstering my side, helfert.
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I was only joking and you should know that. I think I may have made the eight ball on the break twice in a row once in my life! So five times in a row borders on the incredible. I doubt that any pro player can make that claim.

Five nine balls on the break in a row I might believe, MAYBE! :grin:
 
When I worked at a place that had an toll free 800 number we used to get great phone calls similar to that story, like one guy who told me he was an 8-Ball World Champion from the 80's. He wouldn't tell me his name and it took all my might to not call him out on it and ask him "what world was this on?" because I didn't want to lose a potential customer. Damn I miss those days.


Neil
 
Well guys I admit I dont have a college education but I can damn sure count to.5. I have no reason to fabricate....exaggerate or out right lie about this incident..t really did happen just as I said.

To the poster that asked what he.looked like ....he was in his late 50's early 60's....remember thin was back in 1988. About 5'7- 5'8 ....kinda slim with a full head of hair that was jet black...possibly dyed and slicked straight back.
 
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