Is Being Known As A Pool Hustler A Bad Thing?????
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Pool Killer won that title already and could give anyone else the blueberry crush in full retard.
Sad but True
As are the canned responses from the public when they find out you play the game. If you have been a real player at one time for years, your understanding of the publics ignorance in the states is a GIVEN.
As are the canned responses from the public when they find out you play the game. If you have been a real player at one time for years, your understanding of the publics ignorance in the states is a GIVEN.
Poolhustler..... a bad thing?? How would I know, I'm a C Player...... 
What's the matter? Cover blown?
Go back to your Cocoa Puffs and Underoos man. No need to cuss us out.
You should leave well enough alone.
You should leave well enough alone.
There are different levels to hustling and if you're gambling you're hustling. If you get in the game you need to beware because there are no doubt people that will take hustling to a level you're not comfortable with... but remember this... you put yourself in the game.
They say you can't hustle a hustler. I think the opposite is closer to the truth true. It's much more difficult to hustle someone who is not looking for something the easy way?
They say you can't hustle a hustler. I think the opposite is closer to the truth true. It's much more difficult to hustle someone who is not looking for something the easy way?
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Btw, I don't think pool is any different than business, politics, or even other games like golf for example. Deception, moves, dumping, lying or outright cheating is used by many in their field, no?
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I disagree with this...the two terms are not the same. That's like saying if I put in a dollar in a slot machine (which is gambling) I am hustling that mechanical bastard trying to squeeze as much ding ding ding coin back in my pocket as I can...sounds silly right?
He hustled pool for a while and made a living, then turned pro and made a killing.
You can't "hustle" an honest man so this title is a bit misleading. It was the name of a pool movie, but in all the years that I gambled and played thousands of "money games" NOT ONCE was a called a "pool hustler" EXCEPT in magazines and in TV interviews.
This is what the general public likes.....they ENJOY the stories of hustling and gambling and actually want to live vicariously through these accounts of action, and adventure.
Here's an example of a magazine that was read by a reported 2.3 MILLION People.....notice how it starts and the way "Hustler" is used throughout the opening:
He hustled pool for a while and made a living, then turned pro and made a killing. Clearly, Dallas’ CJ Wiley is on the ball.
By Michael P. Geffner
IT HAPPENED IN PITTSBURGH in 1986, back when The Color of Money, a movie about a young pool shark, had hit theaters and Carson “CJ” Wiley was himself hustling pool on the road—back when, on a moment’s notice, he would drive hundreds of miles to some backwoods dive on a trip that someone with wads of cash gambled big-time there. On that particular night, Wiley wore fake glasses and assumed one of three aliases, Mike from Indiana. His mark was the owner of a restaurant, a bearded man with receding jet-black hair who led him up a dark staircase to a private pool table on the second floor.
“And the guy is smiling this real goofy smile,” Wiley recalls today, chuckling hard before dragging deeply on a Marlboro Light. “’It’s just like in the movie,’ he says. ‘You saw the movie right?’ And I nod my head but don’t really say anything.
Then he says, ‘Oh, boy, I love action. I love playing pool for money. I even love betting on other players. You saw the movie right?’ And I nod again. And we begin playing some nine ball, and I find out right away that this guy can’t play at all. I mean, not a lick.
So after I’m done beating him for a few hundred, he has me play nearly everybody in the building. I end up beating his bartender, his cook, his dishwasher, five locals, and finally, the best player in town—and he staked every one of them.
By the time he quit, I had him stuck for about seven thousand dollars. And he says to me, not smiling anymore, ‘You know kid, you played a lot better at the end than you did at the beginning.’ And I look him square in the eyes and say, ‘Well, you saw the movie, right?’”
Now semi retired and detached from his hustling days, Wiley lives in the Lake Highlands neighborhood of Dallas.
Almost from the moment he turned pro, he has been the highest-ranked pool player in Texas as well as one of the ten best players in the world. He’ll demonstrate that on January 31, when—in an extremely rare live telecast of pool—ESPN will air the finals of its Ultimate 9-Ball challenge, the sport’s biggest annual nine ball event; he hopes to win the three-way competition for the second straight year, outgunning fellow hotshots Roger Griffis and Johnny Archer.
“The funny thing is, I've never really considered myself a pool player,” he quietly confides to me as he sits in a hotel lounge during a weekend trip to New York. “It has always been just a game I played. I played it mostly as a way to make money and to express myself. But lately I've come to the conclusion that I don’t exactly know yet, but I definitely feel like I’m being driven by a higher power.”
You can't "hustle" an honest man so this title is a bit misleading. It was the name of a pool movie, but in all the years that I gambled and played thousands of "money games" NOT ONCE was a called a "pool hustler" EXCEPT in magazines and in TV interviews.
This is what the general public likes.....they ENJOY the stories of hustling and gambling and actually want to live vicariously through these accounts of action, and adventure.
Here's an example of a magazine that was read by a reported 2.3 MILLION People.....notice how it starts and the way "Hustler" is used throughout the opening:
He hustled pool for a while and made a living, then turned pro and made a killing. Clearly, Dallas’ CJ Wiley is on the ball.
By Michael P. Geffner
IT HAPPENED IN PITTSBURGH in 1986, back when The Color of Money, a movie about a young pool shark, had hit theaters and Carson “CJ” Wiley was himself hustling pool on the road—back when, on a moment’s notice, he would drive hundreds of miles to some backwoods dive on a trip that someone with wads of cash gambled big-time there. On that particular night, Wiley wore fake glasses and assumed one of three aliases, Mike from Indiana. His mark was the owner of a restaurant, a bearded man with receding jet-black hair who led him up a dark staircase to a private pool table on the second floor.
“And the guy is smiling this real goofy smile,” Wiley recalls today, chuckling hard before dragging deeply on a Marlboro Light. “’It’s just like in the movie,’ he says. ‘You saw the movie right?’ And I nod my head but don’t really say anything.
Then he says, ‘Oh, boy, I love action. I love playing pool for money. I even love betting on other players. You saw the movie right?’ And I nod again. And we begin playing some nine ball, and I find out right away that this guy can’t play at all. I mean, not a lick.
So after I’m done beating him for a few hundred, he has me play nearly everybody in the building. I end up beating his bartender, his cook, his dishwasher, five locals, and finally, the best player in town—and he staked every one of them.
By the time he quit, I had him stuck for about seven thousand dollars. And he says to me, not smiling anymore, ‘You know kid, you played a lot better at the end than you did at the beginning.’ And I look him square in the eyes and say, ‘Well, you saw the movie, right?’”
Now semi retired and detached from his hustling days, Wiley lives in the Lake Highlands neighborhood of Dallas.
Almost from the moment he turned pro, he has been the highest-ranked pool player in Texas as well as one of the ten best players in the world. He’ll demonstrate that on January 31, when—in an extremely rare live telecast of pool—ESPN will air the finals of its Ultimate 9-Ball challenge, the sport’s biggest annual nine ball event; he hopes to win the three-way competition for the second straight year, outgunning fellow hotshots Roger Griffis and Johnny Archer.
“The funny thing is, I've never really considered myself a pool player,” he quietly confides to me as he sits in a hotel lounge during a weekend trip to New York. “It has always been just a game I played. I played it mostly as a way to make money and to express myself. But lately I've come to the conclusion that I don’t exactly know yet, but I definitely feel like I’m being driven by a higher power.”
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Seriously?
Ignore.
Jeff Livingston
PS It is "I should HAVE asked more intellingent people..."
how many more intelligent people can there be?
Don't go for that act...it's a standard "bait and switch hustle" besides, how many more intelligent people can there be?
Don't go for that act...it's a standard "bait and switch hustle"
besides, how many more intelligent people can there be?
To the best of my recollection, Mosconi did not hustle pool. I know Polsky says otherwise, but he presents no evidence for the claim.
What Mosconi did do "in his youth" was, after The Depression hit in 1929, he played pool for money and reputedly won hundreds to support his family in Philadelphia. He was 16, no one knew him, and he gambled. He did not hide his speed or go on the road. He stayed home and took on all comers.
Lou Figueroa
Do you have any evidence to support your claim?
I'm just saying... whether he hustled or not it does not change my opinion of him. So many great players have hustled and why hide it? It's who they were at the time. Life is about learning and no matter where you are in life or where you've been I think the best advice is to keep it real... unless of course you are hustling.
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Don't go for that act...it's a standard "bait and switch hustle"
CJ, their are a lot more intelligent people than what appear in this forum. I have been all over the country going on 4 times in this pool career. Going from bars to poolhalls to even stopping once at a carnival to play all night because no pool was in the area. I never claimed I was a grammar expert so no one should expect that. No my cover has not been blown. I play a certain way around my town because I wish to save that cow for last to milk.
Hm.. I scored a 99 in my Army entrance exam which is the max, and last IQ test thingie was over 130 (granted that was in my 20s and in the last 20 years I'm sure I grew dumber due to watching too much American TV). I have proof I'm not a dumb f****.
I wish I did not post in this thread, now I'm lumped in with the rest of you idiots. Just great... I have to go post on the computer tech site I'm a member off now just to get the stupid off me.