This is what happened a couple weeks ago. Our city has a city APA tournament to determine the 2 teams that will go to Vegas from our area. I think about 22-23 teams were involved. They play each night, in various locations.
On our first night of the tournament, I played first. About 2-3 games into the match, I looked over at one of the teammates of the gentlemen I was playing. He was making jestures at his throat, and I thought he was choking. I stopped shooting and yelled, "He's chocking" and a group went over to check on him. I annouced in the poolhall if anyone was a doctor or nurse we need help. No response and asked the Poolroom manager to call 911. The room is back off the main road a little and I said I would go out and flag the ambulance in.
A nurse on my team (didnt know she was a nurse) came over and started working on him. I flagged in (2) different police cars, and eventually the ambulance. Unbelievably the police cars had no first aid kits, and the ambulance was actually a firetruck. Anyway the parametics get there and take over the recovery. They actually shocked his heart 3 times in the pool room and then another 4 times in the parking lot.
After about 1 1/2 hours, they eventually get him to the hospital 5 miles away. The nurse on our team, went to the bathroom, threw up, and then layed down in her car shaking. Some of their team went to the hospital.
Here is the good spot. The poolroom owner calls the APA LO and tells him what had just happened. He tells them that both teams are pretty shook up and maybe it would be best to postpone completing this match.
THE LO TELLS THE POOL ROOM MANAGER, IF ANY TEAM ISNT PREPARED TO CONTINUE IT WILL BE A FORFIET.
We do continue, eventually win. But talk about being out of it. I felt so sorry for the other team.
We later found out the guy had a heart attack, and was going to be okay. They said that the nurse on our team had saved his life. (We were so proud) and that she was going to get an award.
How is that for excitement?
Ken
On our first night of the tournament, I played first. About 2-3 games into the match, I looked over at one of the teammates of the gentlemen I was playing. He was making jestures at his throat, and I thought he was choking. I stopped shooting and yelled, "He's chocking" and a group went over to check on him. I annouced in the poolhall if anyone was a doctor or nurse we need help. No response and asked the Poolroom manager to call 911. The room is back off the main road a little and I said I would go out and flag the ambulance in.
A nurse on my team (didnt know she was a nurse) came over and started working on him. I flagged in (2) different police cars, and eventually the ambulance. Unbelievably the police cars had no first aid kits, and the ambulance was actually a firetruck. Anyway the parametics get there and take over the recovery. They actually shocked his heart 3 times in the pool room and then another 4 times in the parking lot.
After about 1 1/2 hours, they eventually get him to the hospital 5 miles away. The nurse on our team, went to the bathroom, threw up, and then layed down in her car shaking. Some of their team went to the hospital.
Here is the good spot. The poolroom owner calls the APA LO and tells him what had just happened. He tells them that both teams are pretty shook up and maybe it would be best to postpone completing this match.
THE LO TELLS THE POOL ROOM MANAGER, IF ANY TEAM ISNT PREPARED TO CONTINUE IT WILL BE A FORFIET.

We do continue, eventually win. But talk about being out of it. I felt so sorry for the other team.
We later found out the guy had a heart attack, and was going to be okay. They said that the nurse on our team had saved his life. (We were so proud) and that she was going to get an award.
How is that for excitement?
Ken
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