I feel guilty , should I??
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Yeah, johnnyT. How the hell did he get so much action from these guys?? $200 here $500 there thats alot of money to a mailman, roofer, pool boy etc. and what the hell are they doing walking around with a roll like that? Anyway, the last 2 times I played for $$ I have won so I am ahead of the game right now. Oh I also took $10 off of Nick Varner last weekend too. Hell I might just go on the roadproblem is $10 wins don't pay gas food or motel. So I guess i will stay home.
JohnnyT isn't alone with this move.
Corvette has reported that he has knocked off his gardener/landscaper a time or two. :wink:
I've got a flooring man in my house doing work and guess what, he's gambles at pool. The poor guy keeps talking about gambling at pool and I know it would end up bad for him. I just have to keep thinking about his kidney dialysis (3 times a week) and the fact that he can only work a couple of days a week if he's lucky. That'll keep me on the straight and narrow. Just wish he would quit talking about gambling. lol
JoeyA
I think you did the right thing Mark. And your lady sounds like a pool players dream.
All the best.
All the best.
Not hypocritical at all. But, you don't know that because I doubt you even know what the Bible says about it. Maybe I should have just said to call the police and have him arrested for public intoxication.
The Bible is full of ....... well, like me, you know, because we have both read it front to back.!!!!
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In b4 bar owner ups stakes, and OP ends up doing the dishes to pay his tab...
Yes you should feel guilty! I would got at least a couple of hundred out of him!
MC,
You are WAY too modest...that guy had NO chance against one of those freaking snooker players (unfair advantage for you). If you were disguising your accent, then you should feel guilty. If not, you are okay.
I would feel guilty only if I found out the "mark" could not afford the stakes - I don't want anyone's rent money, or the money for their children's food. I think you are safe with a $50 wager.
You are WAY too modest...that guy had NO chance against one of those freaking snooker players (unfair advantage for you). If you were disguising your accent, then you should feel guilty. If not, you are okay.
I would feel guilty only if I found out the "mark" could not afford the stakes - I don't want anyone's rent money, or the money for their children's food. I think you are safe with a $50 wager.
You should feel bad!!!!!!!!!! you let him get off way too cheap and you came out of pocket for the tip. i fyou're calling it even for the tab tell her to take the difference as the tip.
I piggy-backed two of Neil's posts tonight! (But he makes good points)
No way should you feel guilty. He brought it all on himself. Plus, do you think he would have felt bad if he had beaten you?
Said another way, I think he was trying to boost his own ego, thinking he could show off a little for his customers. I'm glad you won.
PS-Wasn't that a better walk to your car then if you had LOST.
Losing to a bar tender when you're a player of your ilk would have made for a long ride home....
Now that's some funny stuff!
He was a better carpenter....
Good story Joey! And the way you phrased some of that was funny. Like a dog resisting a pork chop waved at him!
Let me share a similar one. My wife had our kitchen re-modeled years back. The main-man-head-honcho of the job was a talkative fella who seemed a little too sure of himself in everything he talked about. He was arrogant & his wife, a quiet & nice lady, was one of his assistants. He bossed her around any time she came around to lend a hand.
Downstairs, going out to the garage, he looked in my pool room. The 9 ft Brunswick w/ Electric Blue Simonis 860, photos on the walls of Earl, Shannon, Grady, Billy, Varner, Hopkins, Buddy, Weenie-Beanie, Ortmann, Jimmy Fusco, Lassiter, Crane, Freddy, Greenleaf, Joe Balsis, Lisciotti, Ervolino, etc, etc. Three long rows of 8x10 photos along two walls of my favorite players. Some of my cases were up against a wall, other cues in a cue rack. A pool ball clock on one wall. Book cases of Acc-Stats, Billiard Digest, Pool & Billiard Magazine and other pool books. You get the picture...
Know what he said?
"Do you shoot pool?"
Me- "Yea, I like pool"
Him-"Me too. I'm pretty good. I used to be a hustler."
Me- "No kidding! Wow."
Him-"Yea, I made a lot of money too. Hey, maybe we can play some day?"
Me-"Sure thing. Say when."
Him-"I'll play you some right now if you want. Do you wanna play for any money?"
Me-"How much can you afford to lose?"
Him-"No, you can't beat me. You tell me what you want to play for."
Me-"You really that good?"
Him-"Yep. No way can you beat me."
(While we were talking, I'd seen his wife smiling at me, shaking her head back & forth behind his back. She basically told me he was a wind bag. So, I wanted to give him a big bluff, to call his. In reality, I like to play cheap sets for $50.00 & I never play for money against my friends or family. Since he was neither, this guy is fair game)
Me-"Would you be willing to do this....The total amount of the job you're doing is around $11,000.00. How about we draw up a paper saying that we'll play a set of pool, your choice of game, for the cost of the kitchen. I win, ithe kitchen's a freebie, you win, you get double the cost. But, we have to go get the paper notarized. Deal?"
Him-".....let's just play for $10.00."
I think he made like 4 balls in a row one game.
When I was boxing, one of my favorite quotes was "Everybody thinks they can fight. Until they get hit."
Seems like every guy who looks at a pool table thinks they're a "Wallie Mosconi" (Credit that to Hu aka Shooting Arts). People don't realize how many thousands of hours it takes to get even fairly good.
Good story Joey! And the way you phrased some of that was funny. Like a dog resisting a pork chop waved at him!
Let me share a similar one. My wife had our kitchen re-modeled years back. The main-man-head-honcho of the job was a talkative fella who seemed a little too sure of himself in everything he talked about. He was arrogant & his wife, a quiet & nice lady, was one of his assistants. He bossed her around any time she came around to lend a hand.
Downstairs, going out to the garage, he looked in my pool room. The 9 ft Brunswick w/ Electric Blue Simonis 860, photos on the walls of Earl, Shannon, Grady, Billy, Varner, Hopkins, Buddy, Weenie-Beanie, Ortmann, Jimmy Fusco, Lassiter, Crane, Freddy, Greenleaf, Joe Balsis, Lisciotti, Ervolino, etc, etc. Three long rows of 8x10 photos along two walls of my favorite players. Some of my cases were up against a wall, other cues in a cue rack. A pool ball clock on one wall. Book cases of Acc-Stats, Billiard Digest, Pool & Billiard Magazine and other pool books. You get the picture...
Know what he said?
"Do you shoot pool?"
Me- "Yea, I like pool"
Him-"Me too. I'm pretty good. I used to be a hustler."
Me- "No kidding! Wow."
Him-"Yea, I made a lot of money too. Hey, maybe we can play some day?"
Me-"Sure thing. Say when."
Him-"I'll play you some right now if you want. Do you wanna play for any money?"
Me-"How much can you afford to lose?"
Him-"No, you can't beat me. You tell me what you want to play for."
Me-"You really that good?"
Him-"Yep. No way can you beat me."
(While we were talking, I'd seen his wife smiling at me, shaking her head back & forth behind his back. She basically told me he was a wind bag. So, I wanted to give him a big bluff, to call his. In reality, I like to play cheap sets for $50.00 & I never play for money against my friends or family. Since he was neither, this guy is fair game)
Me-"Would you be willing to do this....The total amount of the job you're doing is around $11,000.00. How about we draw up a paper saying that we'll play a set of pool, your choice of game, for the cost of the kitchen. I win, ithe kitchen's a freebie, you win, you get double the cost. But, we have to go get the paper notarized. Deal?"
Him-".....let's just play for $10.00."
I think he made like 4 balls in a row one game.
When I was boxing, one of my favorite quotes was "Everybody thinks they can fight. Until they get hit."
Seems like every guy who looks at a pool table thinks they're a "Wallie Mosconi" (Credit that to Hu aka Shooting Arts). People don't realize how many thousands of hours it takes to get even fairly good.
Come on, this is a fun thread
Since you know the Bible, can you quote what passge you're refering to?
Since you know the Bible, can you quote what passge you're refering to?
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It sounds like the guy you played had a great time. Not sure how you could feel bad for providing some entertainment.
It sounds like the guy you played had a great time. Not sure how you could feel bad for providing some entertainment.
Guilty, heck no Mark. He knows of your friends and acquaintances.
Jealousy, yes/maybe. He came over to try and belittle you in front of your girlfriend.
He should be grateful you didn't turn the table on him and force him into a 500 dollar set with his drunken mouth.
He was playing the roll for you and your girl. Plain and simple.
Jealousy, yes/maybe. He came over to try and belittle you in front of your girlfriend.
He should be grateful you didn't turn the table on him and force him into a 500 dollar set with his drunken mouth.
He was playing the roll for you and your girl. Plain and simple.
Good story Joey! And the way you phrased some of that was funny. Like a dog resisting a pork chop waved at him!
Let me share a similar one. My wife had our kitchen re-modeled years back. The main-man-head-honcho of the job was a talkative fella who seemed a little too sure of himself in everything he talked about. He was arrogant & his wife, a quiet & nice lady, was one of his assistants. He bossed her around any time she came around to lend a hand.
Downstairs, going out to the garage, he looked in my pool room. The 9 ft Brunswick w/ Electric Blue Simonis 860, photos on the walls of Earl, Shannon, Grady, Billy, Varner, Hopkins, Buddy, Weenie-Beanie, Ortmann, Jimmy Fusco, Lassiter, Crane, Freddy, Greenleaf, Joe Balsis, Lisciotti, Ervolino, etc, etc. Three long rows of 8x10 photos along two walls of my favorite players. Some of my cases were up against a wall, other cues in a cue rack. A pool ball clock on one wall. Book cases of Acc-Stats, Billiard Digest, Pool & Billiard Magazine and other pool books. You get the picture...
Know what he said?
"Do you shoot pool?"
Me- "Yea, I like pool"
Him-"Me too. I'm pretty good. I used to be a hustler."
Me- "No kidding! Wow."
Him-"Yea, I made a lot of money too. Hey, maybe we can play some day?"
Me-"Sure thing. Say when."
Him-"I'll play you some right now if you want. Do you wanna play for any money?"
Me-"How much can you afford to lose?"
Him-"No, you can't beat me. You tell me what you want to play for."
Me-"You really that good?"
Him-"Yep. No way can you beat me."
(While we were talking, I'd seen his wife smiling at me, shaking her head back & forth behind his back. She basically told me he was a wind bag. So, I wanted to give him a big bluff, to call his. In reality, I like to play cheap sets for $50.00 & I never play for money against my friends or family. Since he was neither, this guy is fair game)
Me-"Would you be willing to do this....The total amount of the job you're doing is around $11,000.00. How about we draw up a paper saying that we'll play a set of pool, your choice of game, for the cost of the kitchen. I win, ithe kitchen's a freebie, you win, you get double the cost. But, we have to go get the paper notarized. Deal?"
Him-".....let's just play for $10.00."
I think he made like 4 balls in a row one game.
When I was boxing, one of my favorite quotes was "Everybody thinks they can fight. Until they get hit."
Seems like every guy who looks at a pool table thinks they're a "Wallie Mosconi" (Credit that to Hu aka Shooting Arts). People don't realize how many thousands of hours it takes to get even fairly good.
My hat's off to you with that one Terry. Great story.
I'm kind of jealous of that glimpse you gave us of your pool room. One day I hope to see it.
Best Regards,
JoeyA
I wouldn't worry about it, he was drunk and talking big. You didn't target him, he came and asked you, no problem there.
Reminds me of the time I challenged the local bar owner to a game of "Golden Tee" golf ... the game where you hit the roller ball and play a full round of golf. It was as the bar was closing and I was hammered, started trash talking the guy into playing me for $100. I knew he played a lot, but at that point I felt like Superman. Well, around the 8th hole I realized I was completely screwed, I had no control, I mean I was even missing the roller ball and jamming my hand into the edge of the game sometimes. Around the 11th hole, I hit a jagged little edge of the game JUST right, split my wrist and arm open wide. I said "why did the screen just turn red?" and the guy was like "OMFG" and ran for both the phone and some towels for my arm that was spurting blood.
As the paramedics were strapping me up to take me to the hospital I started yelling "HOLD ON, HOLD ON, I still owe him $100!!!". Pulled the money out with my good arm and paid him, heh.
Hopefully the bar owner you are talking about thinks the same way ... you make bad decisions when drinking, you can't blame anyone but yourself!
Reminds me of the time I challenged the local bar owner to a game of "Golden Tee" golf ... the game where you hit the roller ball and play a full round of golf. It was as the bar was closing and I was hammered, started trash talking the guy into playing me for $100. I knew he played a lot, but at that point I felt like Superman. Well, around the 8th hole I realized I was completely screwed, I had no control, I mean I was even missing the roller ball and jamming my hand into the edge of the game sometimes. Around the 11th hole, I hit a jagged little edge of the game JUST right, split my wrist and arm open wide. I said "why did the screen just turn red?" and the guy was like "OMFG" and ran for both the phone and some towels for my arm that was spurting blood.
As the paramedics were strapping me up to take me to the hospital I started yelling "HOLD ON, HOLD ON, I still owe him $100!!!". Pulled the money out with my good arm and paid him, heh.
Hopefully the bar owner you are talking about thinks the same way ... you make bad decisions when drinking, you can't blame anyone but yourself!