....It was about 10 years ago that this story takes place.It was my first run-in with these guys.The two of them came into Cuetime Billiards that night.They were new guys and looking for action.The one guy was athletic,dark haired and sorta GQ'ed.The other guy was pretty fat and dumpy with blond hair.Had a dumb look on his face.Reminded me of a little kid.He didn't talk much either.They came and hung out that night for a while,then left.I was wondering who they were.They got pretty chummy with everybody.Real likeable guys.
Anyway,the next night they came in again.The dark haired guy was looking to play someone some 9-ball.He was clearly the better player of the two if one was just judging by appearance.He was very outspoken and confident,showing us and trying to get some cash on proposition shots.The fat kid sat in the corner and didn't say a word.The hours went by and the dark haired guy had a few games,no big deal.
At some point the guy asked if anyone played one pocket.This sparked my attention.I asked my backer if we could play him some.He said no.Didn't think I could win.Then the guy said that his friend would play some.My backer became interested at that point.I am a pretty good one hole player and this kid seems completely incompetent to even talk straight.To make a long story shorter,we decided that I would play the kid for $1000.My backer at the time liked to bet big and this dark haired guy didn't seem shy.
So as we were negotiating for a while,my backer got leary and started to smell fishiness.I didn't see a problem.I wanted to play.But for some reason my backer decided to abort the bet."Forget about it" he said.Oh well,that was that.I went home and never seen those guys again.They came through town and disappeared.
I quit hanging in poolrooms shortly after that.In fact,I stopped following pool altogether.About 6 years later,I am at my house watching ESPN.A pool match was going to air in a few minutes and I figured "what the heck".I haven't watched pool in a while.Might as well.So as the two guys come out to play,I notice one of them."Who is that guy?"It drove me nuts.I knew that I had seen his face before.I just couldn't put my finger on it.I watched the match for a while and heard the guys name being mentioned by the commentators over and over.I still couldn't put my finger on who the guy was and how I knew him.
When the match was over,I left the house wondering who that guy was.I thought about it for days, on and off.Then one day a light went on.I couldn't believe it.It was that fat,dumpy kid that wanted to play me some one pocket years ago at Cuetime!That was it."Wait a second" I thought."That guy wasn't any good,or was he?"So I got on the internet and googled his name.Several websites came up and I chose a few.One had a really good article about his life on the road with his friend."That was the dark haired guy who was showing me all of those proposition shots" I thought.
When I put 2 and 2 together,I came to this realization that was pretty exhilirating."I'll be dammed" I thought,"I was that close to being hustled by Bristol Bob and Danny Basavich!!"...........True story
Anyway,the next night they came in again.The dark haired guy was looking to play someone some 9-ball.He was clearly the better player of the two if one was just judging by appearance.He was very outspoken and confident,showing us and trying to get some cash on proposition shots.The fat kid sat in the corner and didn't say a word.The hours went by and the dark haired guy had a few games,no big deal.
At some point the guy asked if anyone played one pocket.This sparked my attention.I asked my backer if we could play him some.He said no.Didn't think I could win.Then the guy said that his friend would play some.My backer became interested at that point.I am a pretty good one hole player and this kid seems completely incompetent to even talk straight.To make a long story shorter,we decided that I would play the kid for $1000.My backer at the time liked to bet big and this dark haired guy didn't seem shy.
So as we were negotiating for a while,my backer got leary and started to smell fishiness.I didn't see a problem.I wanted to play.But for some reason my backer decided to abort the bet."Forget about it" he said.Oh well,that was that.I went home and never seen those guys again.They came through town and disappeared.
I quit hanging in poolrooms shortly after that.In fact,I stopped following pool altogether.About 6 years later,I am at my house watching ESPN.A pool match was going to air in a few minutes and I figured "what the heck".I haven't watched pool in a while.Might as well.So as the two guys come out to play,I notice one of them."Who is that guy?"It drove me nuts.I knew that I had seen his face before.I just couldn't put my finger on it.I watched the match for a while and heard the guys name being mentioned by the commentators over and over.I still couldn't put my finger on who the guy was and how I knew him.
When the match was over,I left the house wondering who that guy was.I thought about it for days, on and off.Then one day a light went on.I couldn't believe it.It was that fat,dumpy kid that wanted to play me some one pocket years ago at Cuetime!That was it."Wait a second" I thought."That guy wasn't any good,or was he?"So I got on the internet and googled his name.Several websites came up and I chose a few.One had a really good article about his life on the road with his friend."That was the dark haired guy who was showing me all of those proposition shots" I thought.
When I put 2 and 2 together,I came to this realization that was pretty exhilirating."I'll be dammed" I thought,"I was that close to being hustled by Bristol Bob and Danny Basavich!!"...........True story
