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satman said:
Early 80's, Bud's Lounge, Indianapolis,In. My friend Mac Ashby was running the tournament. Buddy Hall was showing him his new Balabuska when this girl asked if she could see it. As she raised the cue she stuck the shaft right into the ceiling fan. OOOUUUCCCHHH.

That's funny. I just finished building a cue for one of the league players. He was checking it out and the owner of the bar asked to see it and stuck it right into the ceiling fan. Dinged up the shaft a little, so I had to fix it. The dude was all depressed because he hadn't even hit a ball yet.
 
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desert1pocket said:
Two local players are playing a set of 9-ball for $1,000 and the weaker playe is getting a ton of weight. It goes hill hill, and the stronger player misses the 9. The weaker player has a long straight in shot on the 9. He looks at the table for a couple of minutes, and walks around a while getting up the nerve to shoot the $1,000 shot. He finaly gets down and fires the 9-ball at the cue ball at 100 miles an hour, pocketing the cue ball. He was so excited that he was dancing around and yelling. He was so confused when people tried to tell him he had lost, and it took a while for him to realize what he had just done.
 
2006 european cham. in cyprus, i am playing this guy from turkey, and i am up 8-7 in a race to 9. i had a tough shot on the 8, and the 9 was deep in the jaws of the corner pocket. i made the 8 but scratched. i could have conceded the game since the 9 was easy but remembered what my former teacher told me, never concede. so i take the whitey out of the side pocket put it on the table waiting for him to make the 9 and start the case game. but the guy gets so irritated that i am making him shoot the easy 9, he stands and stares at me for a minute with disgust, than puts the white maybe 4 inches from the 9 and BANG! scratches WITHOUT touching the 9. he couldnt believe what he had done, threw his cue on the table towards the 9 and misses again?! takes another ball out of the side pocket throws it at the nine and this time the ball flies off the table. 9ball still standing there, soo funny. never even shook my hand..
 
CamposCues said:
That's funny. I just finished building a cue for one of the league players. He was checking it out and the owner of the bar asked to see it and stuck it right into the ceiling fan. Dinged up the shaft a little, so I had to fix it. The dude was all depressed because he hadn't even hit a ball yet.

I posted this previously, but I don't think it's archived because I couldn't find it:

A buddy of mine (Terry) who is a room owner has a Richard (not sure?) Black custom cue that he has had forever. It was made specifically for him when they were buds. There's a player that hangs around his room, I'll call him "John", who plays well, but can't seem to hold on to his money. We're playing a tournament, John is there, but he's not playing. Says he doesn't have any money and lost his cue gambling. So Terry, trying to build up the tourney, puts him in and loans him his cue.

During the tournament, I'm talking with Terry and he stops and says, what's that clicking? We keep talking, the clicking continues. Finally Terry, after several minutes of looking around for the ticking, yells out "What the f*** are you doing?!?!" I look over and John, stoned out of his gourd, standing there staring off into space, holding Terry's cue waist high, pointing straight up in the air, hitting the ceiling fan.

Cheers!
RC
 
Pool stories...

Here's a quick one...

I had this player's number for a few years in tournaments. No matter where we were or how long the race was...9-ball...I always won.

Well one time he had me hooked late Saturday night...with the winner going into the paid Sunday rounds...and he's on the hill like 8-2...and he starts crowing about how he's finally going to get past me...when...

He breaks open the rack...and he swings up with his cue and hits the overhead light...two big pops and scads of tiny glass pieces on the table...

He wants to mark the balls, brush the table, and continue play...doesn't want to 'change his luck'...but the TD makes us move over to the next table where he is allowed to break...and he doesn't get a lot of opportunities to win but a few...he was so rattled that I continued my undefeated streak against him...
 
CamposCues said:
That's funny. I just finished building a cue for one of the league players. He was checking it out and the owner of the bar asked to see it and stuck it right into the ceiling fan. Dinged up the shaft a little, so I had to fix it. The dude was all depressed because he hadn't even hit a ball yet.

I saw this very same thing happen to a brand new cue last weekend. The look on the poor guys face nearly made me pass out from laughter. Not really funny, I just couldn't help it.
 
Quick Hustle?

Quick story. I was in the Navy, 1963, Hamburger Canyon (nickname for the main drag), San Diego. I feels the need to hustle some pool and some poor tuna. Man, I'm in luck, manna from heaven, some old geezer with only one eye, smoke curling up from cigarette making onliest eye water, and he asks if I want to shoot a little eight ball for money. I can't believe my good fortune. He's gotta be 75, emaciated, bent over, half-blind, and one of my instructors has just recently told me it requires two eyes for depth perception. Oh Lord, forgive me for taking advantage of the infirm. Education is expensive, but it only cost me $50 to find out that the depth perception info was flawed, even with a steady stream of smoke making the onliest eye water continuously, the balls still will go in the hole, and tuna comes in a can.
 
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