Idea's for hustling - entertainment only

[dardusm]

I was at the local pool room the other day and was conversing with a few of the players about some interesting hustles. Now, as a disclaimer, I don't advocate hustling but sometimes they can be entertaining. An example would be when old time players such as UJ Pucket would dress up as a gas station attendant and try to get a game. My idea is to play with one of those cheap cues with the screw on tips. In the middle of the game, announce to your opponent that the next shot requires draw so you need to change your tip to accomplish this task If they don't line up after that then your in the wrong place! The trick is that you would still have to be able to play with the cue. Anyone else heard of or thought up an entertaining hustle?

Darryl

 

[ShootingArts]

sticks

Most of the real hustlers played off the wall for decades if not generations. I knew one that would grab up the bridge and have to have it explained to him that he couldn't shoot with it! Bobby could make that believable.

I did work blue collar jobs or own blue collar type businesses when I was gambling. Even if I went home and took a shower, a dirty shirt and jeans went back on. I always had just dropped in to drink a few beers and hit a few balls on the way home from work but I could be talked into gambling! On the road I just made sure I had clothes on with honest stains and honest damage with shoes/boots to match. Couple that with being a genuine country boy who sounds that way and I could usually find a game when I wanted one.

Hu

I was at the local pool room the other day and was conversing with a few of the players about some interesting hustles. Now, as a disclaimer, I don't advocate hustling but sometimes they can be entertaining. An example would be when old time players such as UJ Pucket would dress up as a gas station attendant and try to get a game. My idea is to play with one of those cheap cues with the screw on tips. In the middle of the game, announce to your opponent that the next shot requires draw so you need to change your tip to accomplish this task If they don't line up after that then your in the wrong place! The trick is that you would still have to be able to play with the cue. Anyone else heard of or thought up an entertaining hustle?

Darryl

 

[jrhendy]

I was at the local pool room the other day and was conversing with a few of the players about some interesting hustles. Now, as a disclaimer, I don't advocate hustling but sometimes they can be entertaining. An example would be when old time players such as UJ Pucket would dress up as a gas station attendant and try to get a game. My idea is to play with one of those cheap cues with the screw on tips. In the middle of the game, announce to your opponent that the next shot requires draw so you need to change your tip to accomplish this task If they don't line up after that then your in the wrong place! The trick is that you would still have to be able to play with the cue. Anyone else heard of or thought up an entertaining hustle?

Darryl

This is not an idea, but something that did happen in a beer bar many years ago in So. California. I was sitting in the bar with the owner as he was explaining to me that I was barred from playing anymore because I took off the whole joint the previous week. As he & I were talking, a bus stopped out front and a little guy in a Dickies work outfit & carrying a lunch pail gets off the bus and comes into the bar. This guy is Mexican Phil, a terrific player out of San Francisco, who had just robbed me at a local pool room sometime before this. I found out later that Phil came in almost every day for weeks (too smart to bust everybody & get barred like me) and drank beer and probably ground out much more money than I had won by taking it off a little at a time. John Henderson

 

[halhoule]

No. Why Waste Your Time. Mother Is Shopping. What Are You Doing.

 

[dabarbr]

Years back when I would go on little pool trips I would take with me some cue sticks that I had acquired at bargins for maybe $50 to $75. Most were decent cues that were worth maybe $100 or better. Anyway going into strange pool rooms it's always hard to get a game because most wanted to play cheap to test the waters.

I would wait until someone came to me and asked me to play. I would tell them that I was broke and couldn't play. Then I offered to put my cue up for a session. This was always guarenteed to get me a game for at least $100 or better. They figuered they had a loser on their hands. I'd win plenty with one cue until I lost it. Then I would just get another from my car and head to the next stop. Once you win the first set you've got them chasing their cash.

 

[vagabond]

An example would be when old time players such as UJ Pucket would dress up as a gas station attendant and try to get a game.

Darryl

Reminder of the old addage: 'Do not judge the book by the cover'.The person who did not follow that old addage was at fault but not the player who enjoyed gressing that way. :

 

[jrhendy]

Years back when I would go on little pool trips I would take with me some cue sticks that I had acquired at bargins for maybe $50 to $75. Most were decent cues that were worth maybe $100 or better. Anyway going into strange pool rooms it's always hard to get a game because most wanted to play cheap to test the waters.

I would wait until someone came to me and asked me to play. I would tell them that I was broke and couldn't play. Then I offered to put my cue up for a session. This was always guarenteed to get me a game for at least $100 or better. They figuered they had a loser on their hands. I'd win plenty with one cue until I lost it. Then I would just get another from my car and head to the next stop. Once you win the first set you've got them chasing their cash.

I heard there was a barber once who kept a table in his shop. They got trimmed twice? John

 

[dabarbr]

I heard there was a barber once who kept a table in his shop. They got trimmed twice? John

Funny that you would bring that up John. We had three barbers there and one of them was a fairly good pool player. (Tom the barber). It was easy to tell when a guy came in for a hair cut but was really looking for a game. We would go to the back and put Tom into the game and he would win sometimes. If the game was to tuff for him I would then try to get into the game with a spot. Easy money! Sometimes we made more in a couple of hours in the back room then we made all week out front. One guy that snuck in and drilled us both was Portland Don Watson. What a player he was.

 

[ShootingArts]

did that

This is not an idea, but something that did happen in a beer bar many years ago in So. California. I was sitting in the bar with the owner as he was explaining to me that I was barred from playing anymore because I took off the whole joint the previous week. As he & I were talking, a bus stopped out front and a little guy in a Dickies work outfit & carrying a lunch pail gets off the bus and comes into the bar. This guy is Mexican Phil, a terrific player out of San Francisco, who had just robbed me at a local pool room sometime before this. I found out later that Phil came in almost every day for weeks (too smart to bust everybody & get barred like me) and drank beer and probably ground out much more money than I had won by taking it off a little at a time. John Henderson

I dummied the same deal myself. I went into a place outside my usual circle and scored six or eight hundred in eight or nine hours at five dollars a pop in the early seventies. A challenge table and with 12-20 people playing me I sometimes had over a hundred challenges on the table. It looked like Christmas in July since I was out of work and I raked in the cash as quickly as I could, none of my usual dodging and ducking because I didn't plan on coming back. I never lost a single game.

When I thought about it, this place was only an hour and a half from home so a few weeks later I went back for seconds. Two one game challenges didn't pay for gas even then before I was burned. One more trip a few months later and I was burned when I put my money on the table. I kicked my own butt for a long time about being a dummy that killed the golden goose. I could have taken several hundred a week making one or two passes through each week for years and that wasn't bad change for one stop back then.

Hu

 

[Cuaba]

One of the old time local players tells the story of a guy who walked into the pool hall in bib overalls and jars of honey to sell about 40+ years ago. After not being able to sell honey to anyone, he ended up in a game.

After cleaning the place out, they discovered he was Luther Lassiter.