Great Pool Room Stories

i liked corner pockets as they had pool rooms in towns that might never of had one. but their setup wasn't so conducive for hanging out and having people in them. which is what a poolroom needs. just like a bar. people dont stay in either when they are empty.
although a lot of that is promotion.
 
I liked the layout of the pool tables lower then the bar and tables/chairs for viewing. The angled mirrors were cool also. The tables played a little tight for the size of the pockets.
 
Knowing what I do know now one thing that would've been very beneficial would of been closed circuit TV in them so when they had Jimmy Moore or Grady Mathews there to play a exhibition match or even during a tournament so anyone sitting in the bar area could watch .
Since there wasn't any seating other than for the players around the tables .

Granted this isn't cheap to accomplish but in the long run it could pay dividends and help promote pool in general by making it readily available for YouTube for instance .
 
rose paid me almost 100%
Well that’s a nice settlement.

I hope you’re talking about Colonel Bill Rosenbaum. Airplane Bill. Rosie. He was something else.

but that was before he ever went to detroit. and the first 200 was cash. and all cash for when he played fats. that was the deal we made made in advance.
200k correct? He was losing bigger numbers in Detroit. You’d go to the hanger in Ypsilanti and settle up there.

@mr3cushion
Superfly was the one that originally first played Rosie here in Detroit. He ran into him at Northville Downs and it was a big snowstorm and no one was at the track and Fly started talking with him and got him to go to Cue Corner in Romulus and the rest is history.
 
rosie started out and lived in medford oregon. in the early 1970's. did his airplane stuff there.
only ever just called rosie. thats all you needed to know.

played cards and pool locally. in those days if he even beat you once he quit you forever. so you couldnt let him get ahead.
after a time the road players found out about him and started hanging out, but he had a few locals to gamble with that didnt play well.
he always spotted me a bunch. i would always try and take my guys up to rogue river to a bar there so i didnt get burned out.
that was the ticket.
 
This story is about Dave, a professional photographer who was a regular in the pool room.

Making a living is tough, especially when a customer stiffs you.

Dave set up his studio to take head shots for the owner of a Beverly Hills beauty Salon and billed him $1,000.

This was the 1980s before digital cameras and it was expensive to buy and develop the film.

Dave asked around the pool room if there was anyone that could help him collect the $1,000.

It's not a surprise when one of the guys said he knew a guy that collected for Las Vegas casinos when a customer didn't pay their marker.

The collector said he only tries to collect when the customer owes at least $25,000 but his actress daughter needs better headshots and maybe they can make a deal.

A few weeks later the collector showed up and gave Dave three one ounce Krugerrand gold bars worth about $800.

Dave asked how he got the gold bars.

I waited in his parking garage and when he got out of his car I walked up and asked if he was, I do not remember the name.

The guy said, "Who wants to know?".

The collector grabbed the owner's arm firmly and said, "Someone that thinks you should pay your bills".

After some back and forth the guy says, "Will you take a check"

The collector says, "No Checks".

The guy says, "I don't have that much cash".

The collector says, "I'm sure you will find something".

The collector told Dave he got five gold bars and he is keeping two.
 
some people you just dont collect from and certainly dont send someone to.

and if was any kind of not a full idiot he would not have given the pictures to the guy until the money was in his hand.
just like most any business you dont get the product until you pay. some will never learn.
 
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