I Beat My Father

Mr. Bond

Mr. Bond

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Hey but I never beat my mother! I have standards.
(She didn't shoot pool, so I couldn't beat her)

Seems like a lot of people have fathers that played pool pretty well.
Were you ever able to beat him?

I remember the day I finally beat my dad, I might have been 17 or so. I was king of the world for a day because in my mind he was a pretty good shot. I could tell even then that he enjoyed playing 8ball immensely, he was like a kid in a candy store.

Most of the time he would play just above my speed to keep me interested. He didn't think I could tell he was sandbaggin. Sorry dad, yer busted. But he didn't let me win either, lol he wasn't giving champ status up for free.
 
Mr. Bond said:
Hey but I never beat my mother! I have standards.
(She didn't shoot pool, so I couldn't beat her)

Seems like a lot of people have fathers that played pool pretty well.
Were you ever able to beat him?

I remember the day I finally beat my dad, I might have been 17 or so. I was king of the world for a day because in my mind he was a pretty good shot. I could tell even then that he enjoyed playing 8ball immensely, he was like a kid in a candy store.

Most of the time he would play just above my speed to keep me interested. He didn't think I could tell he was sandbaggin. Sorry dad, yer busted. But he didn't let me win either, lol he wasn't giving champ status up for free.
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Looking back, Dad used to use me for "practice." We had an old Fredrick Willies(??) 8 ft table that just fit in our rec. room. He would clean the table off, save 1 ball which was his "Miss," then it was my turn. RARELY, was I ever in the driver's seat playing DAD pool. We would shoot for 2-3 hours after he got home from work, and I got home from school in my early teen yrs. Dad's leisure time was 75/25 pool and bowling.On weekends, Dad would have more "serious" games with invited friends.:D
I beat Dad a few times, w/o his sand-bagging, and that felt grrrrrrrreat !! When I would beat him more than once in 1 of our offensive battles, he got quite serious and ran 67 balls in 9- ball rotation on me. :frown:
When he hit dead-stroke, he would hold his Scruggs at port-arms with 1 hand and shake it a few degrees with his wrist. (I knew I was in trouble then !!) :p
Dad is gone now, but the memories are lasting.:cool:

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all !
 
We had a 5x10 Brunswick "Kling" in our Parlor but my Dad rarely played.
It was there for family and guests. Solid Ivory Balls too. He sold it while
I was flying missions for Uncle Sam's Navy. Man, that broke my heart.
 
I'm headed to the hall to play with my dad right now.

I'll be beating him for the next 6-7 hours.

Happy Fathers Day to the dads out there!

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I still have one the pennies dad and I used to mark the games when we played.
I had mono when I was 17 when I beat my dad for the first time. I had tried for many years to accomplish that task. My reward was a Meucci MS1 that I still have today. We used pool as our way to stay close and I cherish those times. We collected cues together and spent quality time going to tournaments and visiting cue makers. Dad is no longer here with me and I miss him more than anything. I put a titlist conversion in his casket so he can practice till we meet again.
I love and miss you Dad!
 
I never had the parts to try my father at his best game.

He was an amateur heavyweight boxer who they eventually barred because
he was too good. He had no interest in turning pro so he quit.
We always had 16 ounce gloves growing up but fortunately our father
was always careful with us.
I love you, poppa....rest in peace
 
I could never beat my Dad in 14.1 going to 100 or more. I got the best of him on the BB most of the time.Johnnyt
 
I played my stepdad.....Edwin Santucci........"Fast Eddie" was his name way before the 1962 movie....and he also went by "Tooch" which the guys called him during WWII in the 101st Airborne "Sgt. Tooch" was what they called him.

Anyway, he taught me to play when I was 14 and over the years of playing, I never could beat him. Came close but when he needed to pull away, he just opened up the throttle and always beat me.

Twenty-two years later I beat him for the first time. After I married, he and my mom came to live with my family as we had an enormous house.....3800 sq ft - 6 brrms. After I beat him the first time, it started to become more regular after that. Now my game had obviously improved but what dawned on me was I never really won.

You see the score was in my favor and arithmetic says I won but in my heart I knew it was "Father Time" that beat my stepdad....not me. His stroke wasn't as steady, his vision was weaker, even his his desire to focus intensely to win wasn't there. He played for the enjoyment of being with me and I too with him. Tears swell up when I recall that day he said to me....."You're better than me."

In truth, I never will, never could and never should.....some men are meant to stand alone.....taller than others by accomplishment.....he was such a person......"Silver Star Winner in WW II". And regardless of what he said to me ......despite the scoresheet results....it was Father Time that let me beat my stepdad.

God Bless you Eddie Santucci and Thanks for being in my life.......Missya & Luvya. I'll see you and mom down the road....I trust you won't mind if it hopefully takes awhile longer.

Matthew

p.s. Enjoy every moment with your dads.....if you don't make the effort, you'll regret it later in life.
 
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I don't think I have ever played my dad in a game of pool, but if we did play I am very confident that I could beat him. I have tried inviting him out to shoot a couple times but he is a very busy man. My grandfather is pretty into pool and plays all the time at his retirement community, and I had the privilege to play him there this last Christmas when we went to visit family in Colorado. I beat him a few times but he had some crazy house rules that threw me off. Happy Fathers day everyone and sorry to all of you that no longer have their dads. I wish you the best.
 
My Dad passed a few years back. He was a road player in the 50's & 60's who squirreled away his cash & opened a pool hall with it. I was under his tutelage from the time I could reach the table. I never beat him playing 14 to 1 or one pocket. I beat him the 1st time playing 15 ball banks at 16 and 9-ball a year later. He gave me a wealth of priceless knowledge, especially about matching up. I still carry his lucky coin, a Walking Liberty to this day that he gave me,I really miss him, he was a hell of a player.
 
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