Are you thinking about making an air tag style bumper?
Have you ever lost your cue?
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A cut hand learns best, for sure.
Never lost it but a thief touched it, once. 
I had leaned it against the wall just out of splash range as I stood at the urinal. It was still in peripheral vision. I simply stated, "You have ahold of a lot more than you want to Fuck with." He released and locked himself in a stall.
I had leaned it against the wall just out of splash range as I stood at the urinal. It was still in peripheral vision. I simply stated, "You have ahold of a lot more than you want to Fuck with." He released and locked himself in a stall.
I bungied my cue case across the handle bars. Always double checked the lid was locked too.
fell asleep on the city bus and woke up just in time and jumped off at the pool hall but left my cue on the city bus
grabbed a car to coney island where all the buses do a turn around- in a crowd of a few dozen parked buses on a sunday summer evening i found my cue and got it back in- like your poll choice says, less than an hour
grabbed a car to coney island where all the buses do a turn around- in a crowd of a few dozen parked buses on a sunday summer evening i found my cue and got it back in- like your poll choice says, less than an hour
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My teenage son left my Helmstetter (sp?) on the table in my own poolhall and it was stolen.
But three days later a kid comes in and asks if we buy used cues or could we put it on consignment.
The clerk recognized it, held onto it, and asked if he wanted to wait while Mr Peacock comes down to identify it. He said he bought it from a friend cheap and didn’t want to wait.
That same son is now 45, will inherit the poolhall, and still uses that cue. I’m using an ebony Lucasi.
But three days later a kid comes in and asks if we buy used cues or could we put it on consignment.
The clerk recognized it, held onto it, and asked if he wanted to wait while Mr Peacock comes down to identify it. He said he bought it from a friend cheap and didn’t want to wait.
That same son is now 45, will inherit the poolhall, and still uses that cue. I’m using an ebony Lucasi.
A couple of stories about stolen cues of mine. The first time was a cheap house cue that had been cut with a brass joint inserted into it. I loved playing with that cue. I was only about 20 years old and had been playing seriously for a couple of years. Just beginning to get a grasp on how to play the game. I was working at a Summer job in Richmond, IN just across the state line from Ohio. I was the night clerk at the Leland Inn, a hotel in downtown Richmond. I had my days off and there was bar nearby that had great hot turkey or beef sandwiches, plus a four table poolroom in back. Every afternoon there was an open 9-Ball ring game where they bet 50 cents on the five and $1 on the nine. If you make a money ball out of turn it spots back up. So I would go there for lunch around noon to 1 PM and after eating get into the ring game. After awhile I was beating that game for twenty, thirty dollars or more every time I played (they were not great players). So one time I'm in there winning again and it's my turn to break. I need to take a pee so I laid my cue on the table and went to the bathroom. When I came back it was gone. Besides the other four players there were maybe six people sitting and watching us play. No one saw anything! They had no idea who took my cue. I realized that this was their way of saying we don't want you in our game anymore. I never played in there again, though I still went in for the good lunch.
Second time was with a Schrager cue that was my regular playing cue for a good five or six years. I loved that cue and booked many wins with it. Unfortunately I had a habit of leaving it in the back of my Dodge station wagon. One night my car got stolen and the police found it later, abandoned in Redondo Beach, about ten miles from Venice Beach where I lived. The only things missing were a small set of hand tools and my cue, never to be found again. I went back to Schrager where I'd paid $135 for the cue and told him my story. I was not looking for anything for free, but he proceeded to lambast me for losing "his" cue, saying all pool players were alike. I guess he thought I wanted a free cue which was not the case. He irritated me so much I just left and never went back to his shop.
Lost cue story - I once left my cue leaning against a wall after a long night at the old DCC tournament. The next day I woke up to find I had no cue. I then remembered coming back to my room without it. I was sure it was gone. I go downstairs to the tournament room to inquire if anyone turned in a cue, with no luck. Same response at the hotel desk, no cue. So now I despondently go for breakfast at the hotel restaurant. Scott Lee sees me and comes over to my table. He asks me if I lost my cue and I said yeah. He says no problem, I've got it. He saw it leaning against the wall and knew it was my case and took it up to his room with him. He went to his room and retrieved it for me. I bought his breakfast but he refused any reward. Thank you Scott Lee for your honesty!
In Pool Wars you can read about how we recovered cues stolen from Ming Ng and Tang Hoa. Both were interesting stories in their own right.
Second time was with a Schrager cue that was my regular playing cue for a good five or six years. I loved that cue and booked many wins with it. Unfortunately I had a habit of leaving it in the back of my Dodge station wagon. One night my car got stolen and the police found it later, abandoned in Redondo Beach, about ten miles from Venice Beach where I lived. The only things missing were a small set of hand tools and my cue, never to be found again. I went back to Schrager where I'd paid $135 for the cue and told him my story. I was not looking for anything for free, but he proceeded to lambast me for losing "his" cue, saying all pool players were alike. I guess he thought I wanted a free cue which was not the case. He irritated me so much I just left and never went back to his shop.
Lost cue story - I once left my cue leaning against a wall after a long night at the old DCC tournament. The next day I woke up to find I had no cue. I then remembered coming back to my room without it. I was sure it was gone. I go downstairs to the tournament room to inquire if anyone turned in a cue, with no luck. Same response at the hotel desk, no cue. So now I despondently go for breakfast at the hotel restaurant. Scott Lee sees me and comes over to my table. He asks me if I lost my cue and I said yeah. He says no problem, I've got it. He saw it leaning against the wall and knew it was my case and took it up to his room with him. He went to his room and retrieved it for me. I bought his breakfast but he refused any reward. Thank you Scott Lee for your honesty!
In Pool Wars you can read about how we recovered cues stolen from Ming Ng and Tang Hoa. Both were interesting stories in their own right.
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I am thinking of making an AirTag that screws into the threaded bolt weight bore, specifically for cues. I’m investigating interest.
Looking for discouragement because I am exhausted and don’t want to start another project right now
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You're always coming up with cool stuff.
It’s becoming a curse. lol
It appears the majority of us keep up with our cues far better than we do our keys / cell phones / wallets, etc. That doesn’t surprise me, as most of us here covet our cues.
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but jay left out his brooklyn butch story of when the creep joe veasi stole his cue and butch gave him a call and jay immediately got it coming back his way.
joe f==ked me a couple times for small change kinda. and he couldnt seem to figure out why he kept having major car trouble at the cue club with his piece of shit caddy.
joe f==ked me a couple times for small change kinda. and he couldnt seem to figure out why he kept having major car trouble at the cue club with his piece of shit caddy.
The other day someone was prowling the neighborhood of my family while I was visiting and tried opening my car door at 3 AM. Being a Tesla it recorded very high def footage of the event that was shared virally on social media. That’s such a nice feature. If someone stole my car, I’d know exactly where it was at all times.
Also that made me think it’s a shame pool cues aren’t made with AirTag-like features built into them. Especially given I have an AirTag in my case but that does nothing if I go to the bathroom and someone steals my cue and not my case. I think this should be a technology integrated into cues. Kinda like, why not?!?!?
Also that made me think it’s a shame pool cues aren’t made with AirTag-like features built into them. Especially given I have an AirTag in my case but that does nothing if I go to the bathroom and someone steals my cue and not my case. I think this should be a technology integrated into cues. Kinda like, why not?!?!?
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That's probably the best (and most unbelievable) story of them all! Philly Joe Veasy was in on the sale of the cue but it was Steve the Whale that actually stole it out of Keith's hotel room while he was downstairs celebrating his win.
P.S. 25K in the mid 80's was a monster score. I split it 50-50 with Keith.
My cue is a tool. I show it the respect I have for My Tools. Keeping my tools sharp and clean is basic. I show my cue the same respect I show my guns.
They are required to be secure at all times. My cue is secured in my ..........the cold dead hands statement comes to mind......Sorry, no discouragement here. I've never lost a cue, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't be interested in a tracking device.
I broke down driving home from a bar one night with my Joss J15 in a hand-painted case in the trunk. I walked two miles in the dark to find an open gas station to call my room mate to come pick me up. By the time we went to my car to retrieve the cue, it and my sun roof were missing. They had tried (unsuccessfully) to remove my tires. The police laughed at me when I reported it. For six months, I would get calls telling me about a guy in a baseball cap (driving a toyota pick up) in their place with the cue. I'd run over there, only to just miss him. I had to transfer out to another Army assignment, so the cue was lost forever. That was over 30 years ago, I still have night mares about it.
SlateMan
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I have put a small piece of paper up inside the bumper of my cue with my name on it. I figured if anyone did steal it and I was asked for some proof of ownership, I would have some.
I did have a thief grab my Instroke Cowboy case with all of my cues in it at a tournament one time. We all had our bags on a table that wasn't in use. I saw him casing the table and just watched in a mirror. When he grabbed the bag, he made a bee line for the door at the other end of the bar. I'm a big guy 6'2" and about 280 but I can cut through a bar faster than most (I was a bouncer in my younger days). I beat him to the door (he had about 20 foot head start). He "claimed" he thought it was his girlfriends bag. I made a huge scene just inside the door to let everyone know this guy was a thief. I kept my bag and cues.
They make a credit card style tracker (Tile) that fits nicely down behind the tubes in my case. I have another one in the pocket of the case, both work but the pocket one is more of a distractor.
I did have a thief grab my Instroke Cowboy case with all of my cues in it at a tournament one time. We all had our bags on a table that wasn't in use. I saw him casing the table and just watched in a mirror. When he grabbed the bag, he made a bee line for the door at the other end of the bar. I'm a big guy 6'2" and about 280 but I can cut through a bar faster than most (I was a bouncer in my younger days). I beat him to the door (he had about 20 foot head start). He "claimed" he thought it was his girlfriends bag. I made a huge scene just inside the door to let everyone know this guy was a thief. I kept my bag and cues.
They make a credit card style tracker (Tile) that fits nicely down behind the tubes in my case. I have another one in the pocket of the case, both work but the pocket one is more of a distractor.