I have told the story how I first met and played Jersey red for the first time
It was a n interesting event ,but afterwards we became friends
he even signed his one pocket book and gave it to me
it says"if you could play like you match up,I would need 8 to 6"
Well i came under his spell,I never saw anyone that played so dynamic'especially whren playing lambs
well he was in a tournament at CJs and I was on the side getting offers to play, Red missed an easy shot,he was not young anymore but I figured everyone missed,byt Kim Davenport made a curt remark about Reds play, he was of course trying to goad red into playing him for money
I thought Kim was just another wise acre pool detective or know it all so I said
Maybe you would like to play him for $500 a game
he said"no how about a $1000?'
Red came around the rail and started whispering in my ear
I pushed him away saying ,Do you mind i am trying to match uo,then to Kim,
let me see some money,I am not shooting at air
he began counting up over $10,000 and i said 'lets get your stupid friends down too asI began countoing with both hands and trying to keep Red from queering the game
Kim had friends and they began to count
Then Red,in what was probably the most humiliating moment of his entire life puts both hands around his mouth and shouts
I CAN"T BEAT HIM DEAN
I said"no bet then,i can't go against the nuts"
Kim says I thought we had a bet
I said "we almost did,let me buy a round for the house while I celebrate my save
Red looked so dejected,I don't think he hadeveradmitted that he couldn't beat anybody
I sheepishly said something like good move Red,no body could ever move
like you do
"You really think so"
and not too much later Red passed away,I cried
It was a n interesting event ,but afterwards we became friends
he even signed his one pocket book and gave it to me
it says"if you could play like you match up,I would need 8 to 6"
Well i came under his spell,I never saw anyone that played so dynamic'especially whren playing lambs
well he was in a tournament at CJs and I was on the side getting offers to play, Red missed an easy shot,he was not young anymore but I figured everyone missed,byt Kim Davenport made a curt remark about Reds play, he was of course trying to goad red into playing him for money
I thought Kim was just another wise acre pool detective or know it all so I said
Maybe you would like to play him for $500 a game
he said"no how about a $1000?'
Red came around the rail and started whispering in my ear
I pushed him away saying ,Do you mind i am trying to match uo,then to Kim,
let me see some money,I am not shooting at air
he began counting up over $10,000 and i said 'lets get your stupid friends down too asI began countoing with both hands and trying to keep Red from queering the game
Kim had friends and they began to count
Then Red,in what was probably the most humiliating moment of his entire life puts both hands around his mouth and shouts
I CAN"T BEAT HIM DEAN
I said"no bet then,i can't go against the nuts"
Kim says I thought we had a bet
I said "we almost did,let me buy a round for the house while I celebrate my save
Red looked so dejected,I don't think he hadeveradmitted that he couldn't beat anybody
I sheepishly said something like good move Red,no body could ever move
like you do
"You really think so"
and not too much later Red passed away,I cried
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