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senor said:
That's funny. Something like that happenned just recently. Jeremy Jones has gotten a little extra publicity since the US Open win, and one morning he was doing trick shots for a local morning show. The newscaster who was interviewing JJ got to do a trick shot. This was at the pool room, and the news guy was telling the news desk at the station that he is holding a $3,000 cue and that he is about to do a trick shot. Well, the news doofus is holding the cue with one hand and his microphone with the other and (I could see it coming) the cue slips out of his hand and the shaft hit the metal edge of the table flush. Right away, one of the news guys back at the station said, "Well, there goes $3,000"...like he could see it coming, too. What was even funnier was seeing Jeremy try to maintain his smile.

Do you think he can do it twice? The guy gins the trick shot and starts doing some idiotic dance. He raised the cue, and the shaft hit the Diamond light flush...amazing.

I saw JJ at a tournament a couple of weeks ago and he siad he barely got the dings out.
Thats also a very funny story. I can see the look on his face. Sam
 
No Kidding ...

Bill Romaine , billiard player from Chicago, moved to Vegas...opened up a pool room, the Classic Club, in '74.
We ran a "little" tourney..
just some of the players who played: Ronnie Allen, Ritchie Florence, Luther Lassiter, Dick Lane, "Peter Rabbit", Jim Relihan, Boston Shorty, Jim Mataya, Bill Incardona, Monk, Ed Kelly, and even Earl Shriver was hanging around.
Ed Kelly was out playing golf one morning with Ritchie and a few others...Ed was not into playing much pool at the time, only golf. They had just gotten in from a round when a match developed between Ed and Dick Lane. $100 per game ...straight pool to 100 pts.
Dick wins the first 4 games pretty easily but Eddies ball count got slightly better each game...about 15/35/60/80. The next game (#5), Eddie ran 11 , then 89 and out. The next 4 games, Dick broke and Ed on his first shot, ran 100...then Ed on his first shot, ran 100...Ed on his first shot, ran 100...Ed on his first shot, ran 100...= 489 balls without missing a ball or playing safe !!!
....the rest of the story....
Dick says he had had enough and agrees to play Mataya the same game...$100 for 100 pts....Mataya hits Dick with two back to back 100 point runs !!! Dick doesn't shoot !!!

At the same tourney...
we have the draw for the playoffs and Lassiter draws Dick Lane for his first match. Luther jumps up out of his chair and asks where is the closest drug store...he needs a book if he is going to be playing Dick.
At the time of their match, Luther DID have a book on the table !!!
 
pool story contribution

Just thought I'd try posting a couple of pool stories of my own for the 1st time....

1) One about Efren..... In Daly City, California, there is a pool room(Town and Country Billiards) where many local phillipinos play pool...Some are very good players, with the proverbial "classic phillipino stroke". Once, when Efren was playing at the Reno Open, he visited this pool room, and played a game of One Pocket with one of the locals, who was known to have one of the best one pocket games around... Well, Efren gave him a pretty big spot, and beat him for about 6 Benjamins; after which Efren just laughed and gave him his money back, although I'm not so sure the opponent would have done the same for him... this is just another example of why Efren is so well liked; he brings real class to the game of pool..which seems is what the pool world needs more of..
2) The other story is one I heard on one of the Accustats Videos which was kinda funny; It was about Grady Matthews, having beat someone out of 10 dimes during a gambling match, and the guy didn't have the money, so it was an "IOU" type of situation. Well, the story goes that when Grady got back to his hotel room, the phone rings, and it's the guy who owes him the 10 dimes.....he asks Grady if he could settle for 7 instead of 10, and Grady, thinking he was going to get some money after all, tells him "OK".... to which the guy says, "OK, thanks, Grady, I owe you 7," and hangs up.
 
years ago when i was just a young lad, i used to hang around a pool room where the owner was not only a top notch player, but a top notch smart ass too. you know the type, not quite mccready or pickle, but always has a joke. anyways, i'm in there early on a saturday evening and the word is that Mizerak is going to come in to play the owner some 1 pocket. i was so excited that i would actually see mizerak play in person. so anyway, the miz shows up, they flip the coin and mizerak is getting ready to break the first rack when the owner asks him, "Are you sure you don't want a big mac or something before we start?"

during the same era of my life, i am playing in the finals of a qualifier for the BCA Junior Championships. It was my last and final year to qualify. Anyway, I always played 9-ball all the time, until right around when the qualifiers were held, then I played 8-Ball which was the game for the Junior Championships. So it's hill hill in the finals and my opponent breaks and the 8 ball hangs in the pocket as the cue ball slowly scatches in another pocket. I was so excited that I could hardly contain myself and realized that I was finally going to the BCA Junior Championships. I quickly grabbed my cue and the cue ball, took ball and hand behind the line and fired in a 1-8 combination. As the 8 ball fell, I realized that 1. We weren't playing 9 ball and 2. Instead of winning the match, I just pissed away my last chance and the BCA Junior Championships.

a little older and a little wiser, I am at Penn State in my freshman year trying to qualify for the ACUI Championships. The night before the qualifier I go to the pool room on campus and gambled with whoever I could. I met and beat most of the guys who were also planning to play in the qualifier. Feeling very confident I went back to my apartment to get a good night's sleep for the qualifier the next day. I never woke up and slept straight through the qualifier. Not that this was a funny story, but just another stupid mistake that I made.
 
accdealer said:
during the same era of my life, i am playing in the finals of a qualifier for the BCA Junior Championships. It was my last and final year to qualify. Anyway, I always played 9-ball all the time, until right around when the qualifiers were held, then I played 8-Ball which was the game for the Junior Championships. So it's hill hill in the finals and my opponent breaks and the 8 ball hangs in the pocket as the cue ball slowly scatches in another pocket. I was so excited that I could hardly contain myself and realized that I was finally going to the BCA Junior Championships. I quickly grabbed my cue and the cue ball, took ball and hand behind the line and fired in a 1-8 combination. As the 8 ball fell, I realized that 1. We weren't playing 9 ball and 2. Instead of winning the match, I just pissed away my last chance and the BCA Junior Championships.

a little older and a little wiser, I am at Penn State in my freshman year trying to qualify for the ACUI Championships. The night before the qualifier I go to the pool room on campus and gambled with whoever I could. I met and beat most of the guys who were also planning to play in the qualifier. Feeling very confident I went back to my apartment to get a good night's sleep for the qualifier the next day. I never woke up and slept straight through the qualifier. Not that this was a funny story, but just another stupid mistake that I made.

Dammit!! Whose team are you on!

We need totow concentratwayshin !!

-pigy
 
one story i know

a friend of mine and me (a very very advanced player who "retired" a couple years back) we talking last night about the funny instances we had gotten ourself into playing pool (he mainly talked and i listened) and he told me this story:

back when he was in his prime (17 years ago) he said he was playing a pretty decent shortstop giving him the 7 and the snaps playing a set for a couple dollars (800 i think) and played the best pool of his life to win. barely pulls it off and this young kid comes up to him and asks him if he wants the same spot that he just gave the shortstop... well after playing for a couple hours in dead stroke and not missing a ball... this young punk comes up to him and asks him that??? well of course he says no.. because anyone that has the guts to offer him the 7 and the snaps after seeing him play the way he had has either got to be a stone cold champion or a total moron... well it turns out that the young kid was none other that "the scorpion" J. Archer... his road partner informed him of this after he and johnny got done barking back and forth...
 
champion or moron?????

BHAMKID said:
a friend of mine and me (a very very advanced player who "retired" a couple years back) we talking last night about the funny instances we had gotten ourself into playing pool (he mainly talked and i listened) and he told me this story:

back when he was in his prime (17 years ago) he said he was playing a pretty decent shortstop giving him the 7 and the snaps playing a set for a couple dollars (800 i think) and played the best pool of his life to win. barely pulls it off and this young kid comes up to him and asks him if he wants the same spot that he just gave the shortstop... well after playing for a couple hours in dead stroke and not missing a ball... this young punk comes up to him and asks him that??? well of course he says no.. because anyone that has the guts to offer him the 7 and the snaps after seeing him play the way he had has either got to be a stone cold champion or a total moron... well it turns out that the young kid was none other that "the scorpion" J. Archer... his road partner informed him of this after he and johnny got done barking back and forth...


We must always watch out for these people. A stone cold champion can be dangerous, But so can the total moron. Sam
 
'ol Johnny told me this story just last night!

Years ago...(don't know exactly how long!) Johnny was outta town playing pool. He matched up with this guy from the Phillipines who was pretty slick on the table. Johnny had the guy 14,000 loser, and something overcame him, and his game went to shits. Johnny ended up losing 3,500. When the guy asked Johnny his name, he told him it was Larry G. Now I don't know how many of you have heard of Larry G., but he is probably the best pool player in Jacksonville, right next to Grossman. Johnny paid off, gave the man his number, and went home. Last week this guy from the Phillipines called up Johnny, because he was back in town. The guy asked Johnny, "You know who this is?" Johnny said,"I sure do." To which the guy responded,"And I know who you are now...and it ain't no Larry G. Turns out Larry had played this guy months later, and robbed pretty nicely! Larry and Johnny were in on all of it together the whole time!!! Johnny is setting up to play this guy again...
 
This happened at Breaker's in Mobile, Ala. during their first big nineball tournament on the bar tables. Buddy Hall was playing Dave Grossman on the table closest the bar, which is where I was sitting (where else?)... As they flipped and got setup, Buddy asked if he could put his equiptment next to my barstool and I said sure. He had a kind of rack that attaches to the case to hold his cues in a upright position. At one point about midway in the match, I excused myself to go to the restroom. After I returned to my stool and sat down, Buddy prepared to break. He broke and didn't make a ball and stood there looking at and examining his break cue. Apparently, finding a dent/scratch/blemish or 'something' on the cue, he asks me if I'd knocked his cue to the floor. I assured him that I hadn't. He scowled and examined his cue more carefully and again asked if I'd knocked it over onto the floor. I said NO. Unprepared to accept this answer, he mumbled & grumbled and gave me that Buddy Hall scowl and asked AGAIN if I'd let his cue hit the floor. I'd had enough. We'd become the center of attention and I was innocent. I snapped back at him and finally, he placed his cue back on it's stand right next to me. Glad to finally be out of the spotlight, I leaned back against the bar on my elbow. Dave eventually left Buddy a really tough safety and Buddy studied it for a few moments. You could 'see him' internally scrolling through his mental Roledex of lifetime shots and finally settling on one solution. He leaned down and not only made a good hit, but pocketed the ball as well. I sat bolt upright and rushed to applaud. As my two hands were coming together, I'd forgotten that Buddy's 'stuff' was incircled between my arms. Before my right hand met my left hand, it encountered Buddy's 'damaged' cue and slapped it to the floor about a thousand miles and hour and making a loud WHACK. There was dead silence and Buddy glared at me and said, " I 'KNEW' you knocked my cue to the floor".
The place errupted, my face grew red, I was speechless,I gave up my ringside seat and moved to the action side of the room..
 
The Shiny Pearl

These stories have been great, let's keep them going...

I remember back in 1992 or 93 at the Akron Open at Starcher's Billiards when Earl Strickland was playing a match against a formidable opponent but still someone Earl would normally defeat. His opponent began playing slowly in order to frustrate Earl and it worked. As the match got close, I think 9-9 going to 11, Earl was shooting a moderately difficult shot and missed. Immediately, he pointed out to the crowd and said that an audience member sharked him by drinking his soda just as Earl fired at the ball.

Well, needless to say, Earl went on and on for about five minutes with his opponent waiting to shoot and eventually he got so frustrated, he threw himself out of the match. Nobody knew if he would come back the next day for his one-loss side match but he did. And wouldn't you know it, he won every match thereafter, including the tournament. Of course.

You had to be there, it was classic Earl. :D

Travis McKinney
 
Earl had a thing for that Akron tournament. I think he won that about 7 times in a row. Sam
 
Earl hasn't won it 7 times in a row but he has won it a lot. He used to beat everybody there. I remember once when he drew Allen Hopkins in the very first match. Earl defeated him in a thriller, 11-10 and went to the finals. Meanwhile, Allen went all the way through the one-loss side and met Earl in the finals.

Final score - 15-14 - Earl. Crazy tournament!

I always loved it though.

Travis
 
stevelomako said:
Earl Strickland and Buddy Hall were playing in the finals at a tournament in Dayton, OH in the mid 80's at Forest Park Billiards owned by Joe Burns. It's into the set pretty deep, Earls' breaking....doesn't make a ball, no shot on the one ball, stands there a second and goes and sits down......Buddy gets up off his chair, walks to the table slow and picks up the cue ball?!?! (there wasn't any foul, LOL) puts it where he can make the one ball and runs out. The whole time he's running out people are whispering and asking if Earl fouled wondering what the hell was going on. No one involved in the match caught it.

Buddy wins the tournament, people get together asking about it and nobody (Earl, Buddy, the Ref) knows what they're talking about. Pat Fleming was filming it and they replay it and SOB if that aint what happened. Brain lock by alot of people...they just went by the final score and that was that, nothing else you could do. Umpires, Refs and players in all sports blow it now and then, thats life and you move on. Kinda sick and funny at the same time thou.

PLEASE!!! NO REPLIES!!! JUST POST THE NEXT STORY!!!

It was about 4:00 am and I was matched up with a fellow named Lambert Louvier at Greenway Billiards in Baton Rouge, LA. We were playing 9-ball for our usual $20.00 a game. I was up $120.00 and Lambert asked to raise the bet to $50.00. I agreed and we flipped for break and Lambert won the toss. As I was racking the balls I asked Lambert why he wanted to raise the bet when we always played for $20.00. He said that he had to leave at 6:00 am to go to work at the creamery. I started to laugh as I knew Lambert didn't
work and reminded him that he didn't. He bent down to break and said he didn't really need the money and as he came forward to smash the balls he said "I just like to milk cows". Needless to say he got his $120.00 back plus $30.00 more, I was laughing so much my stroke was gone. You had to know Lambert.
 
Bad break story...or maybe just paranoid, but don't rock the boat!

I was playing little Andy from Missourri one time. We played an 7-ahead set for a nickel. I came out of the gates first, and after a couple of hours of grinding, got on the hill. I got short shape on the 6, and the 7 and 8 were close together so that I had to play tight shape on the 7. Well because I got short, I lost whitey a bit and ended up scratching in the side. About two hours later, Andy is on the hill. He is shooting a 5-9 combo using the crutch. The nine hangs up and sits there long enough for everyone playing and sweating to know it hung up, and Andy half dropped, half threw the crutch out of his hand onto the table. Guess what happenned...nine ball falls. I know everyone has their 5 second rule or player at the table rule, but he rocked the boat! Long story short, I ended up a nickel lighter, but ever since then, whenever my opponent hits the table I say "Don't rock the boat, Man!"
 
In 1994, Buffalo Bills running back, Kenneth Davis along with local pro Dennis Coulter (now works for Viking), organized a nine-ball tournament held at the Shea's theater in Buffalo NY, to benefit Heartstrings of Western New York; a fund-raising organization devoted to improving cardiac care of children.

Kenneth Davis added $10,000 of his own money to the event and it drew a lot of top players like Sigel, Strickland, Varner, Vickery, Archer and many more.

Anyways - The night before the tournament a lot of the players showed up at Dennis's pool room. I was there and was knocking around balls.

Strickland was also there and he was setting up and attempting heavy stroke shots and chirping with the crowd.

I said, "Hey Earl, did you ever see this one?" I set it up, and explained it to him and his reply was, "Aw, man, that shot is physically impossible" and he really meant that when he said it....you could tell by the way he said it.

I was a young kid at the time, 24, and I knew the shot was possible because me and a buddy of mine set it up and attempted it about 1000 times.

Well, I screwed my Meucii together and nailed the shot on the very first try!

The expression on Earl's face was classic. It was one of surprise and confusion and little bit of WTF ???

Whenever we crossed paths at this tournament again, he would always say "Whats up Pro?"


The shot is diagrammed below. This shot is pretty well known now, but at the time, I really believe that I invented this shot because it was not in any books or videos at that time.

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Freeze the 8 on the 1st diamond. Start with CB in hand behind the headstring. Make the 8 and draw 3 rails and make the 9.

Trying this on old cloth is a waste of time and energy!
 
Ring Games at their best

This past week while at work, there were four guys playing in a ring game, for 5, (please note the 5) a game. They had been playing since before I clocked on at 6, and were still playing when I clocked off at 12. Well, the 4 guys, Dave, AJ, John, and Jack are pretty alright shots. Well, Dave was in the hole by around $500, (yes, off of 5 a game). Obviously, he was livid. In their agreed last game, Dave was trying to jump the 10 ball to make the 9. Perfectly lined up jump sht, can't go wrong...you'd think!!! So, he misses, turns around, slams his jump cue accross the rail. It doesn't break then, so he tries to break it on his knee...SEVERAL times! Still won't break. He's fed up, aggrivated, pissed off, etc... He dumps all his cues (3), all his shafts (7), and his jump cue on the snooker table, and says, "Let's start the bid!" Nobody says a thing, because they think he joking. Well he wasn't. H says okay who will pay 250...300...and another regular steps and yells out 450. Dave says, "Okay, here you go!" Dave hands this guy the case, and points to the table and says,"They are all yours" FOR 450 BUCKS!!! He had a Predator jump cue, a Predator cue, 7 Predator shafts, and a Joss butt...all going into a handmade cedar case! How's that for pool room drama???
 
This probably took place in 91 or 92 at a bar in Vegas during a weekly 9-ball tournament. I'm playing in the finals and I'm down shooting a jump shot when 2 or 3 guys walk in with guns to rob the place. They start screaming for everyone to get on the floor and shut their eyes. I do as they say, while they walk around taking everyone's money. One guy even stands over me. So, after they are done with their heist, as they walk out the door, they say, " Thank you for shopping at K-Mart". So, I get up, make the jump shot and run out to win the tournament. The bartender comes up to me and says, " Sorry dog, we can't pay you, they took everything". I got paid a few days later though. Jerry Prado from San Antonio was there and I think they even took his wallet with no money in it, but he lost all of his identification though. One old man was watching me play and when he got on the floor, he stuck his bankroll in my jacket under the table, which was about 6 thousand. The robbers never checked my jacket, LOL.
 
Buddy Hall.......

Not the greatest story in the world but if you were there is was nice to see!

Buddy came to Ft walton for their annual Tourny and found himself in a middle round match up with the local hero. (not gonna say who) But he was the best player around Ft Walton for years! Anyway...
The local hero got Buddy down 7-1 or maybe 8-1 in a race to 9! And the local hero got alittle cocky....hammin it up with the crowd.....pround of beatin on Buddy like he was! Buddy with his usual attitude was as happy down 8-1 as he would be up 8-1. The local misses a shot he shoulda made and Buddy runs out!.........Then Buddy breaks. Runs out!......then another.....then he makes it on the break!
The local hreo ain't so chipper anymore! Things in the crowed are bothering him now......and he ain't hammin it up anymore!
Next thing you know it's 7-8 and Buddy plays a safe and smiles real big as he walks by the local.........and says to the the crowd......."Now we're havin fun!" The local kicks and fouls..........and Buddy runs the set out!
The local hero slams his toys around and and puts them in his case....and storms away! Buddy just smiles! And with a grin on his face, he puts his cues up..........With the same class he would have if he woulda lost 9-1! :cool:
 
A friend of mine to remain nameless was playing Mizerak in Dayton,Oh in the mid 80's. He had Miz down 9-4 going to 11 and acting cocky. He misses and Miz runs out the set. It ain't over til it's over. Also, you should never P_SS off a champion. Sam
 
pooltablemech said:
Buddy just smiles! And with a grin on his face, he puts his cues up..........With the same class he would have if he woulda lost 9-1! :cool:

That's funny!

At our Annual Beat the Pro Tournament, anyone can pay 20 bucks to play Buddy Hall, best 2 out of 3. If you win, you get a gift crtificate to the pool hall, and a signed picture with Buddy. Well, local after local played him...and in the 4 or 5 years this tournament has been occuring, nobody has ever beat Buddy. Well, one local (we'll call Jimbo), steps up. Buddy, bein the nice guy that he is, give up the first break to everyone. Jimbo breaks and runs! Jimbo breaks again and runs down to the 7...plays a safe, but Buddy can see it just enough. He runs out. Buddy breaks, and leaves no shape for the 1, misses and Jimbo runs out...it was nice.

I was there taking all the pictures. My boyfriend had signed up to play, but then decided he didn't want to, so I was up right before Stoney Stone. I get the break, and leave no shape for the 1...Buddy runs out. Buddy breaks, runs to the 5, and dogs it. I run out. I break and make the 1. I shoot the 2 and leave semi awkward shape on the 3. The 3 is sitting along the long rail about 2 inches from the corner pocket, and my CB is on the other sidecloser to the corner pocket. I have to cut it hard to stay in the game. Well, I'm so worried about this ball, and getting shape that I don't see where the 9 is (sitting right in the side pocket). I needed to shoot this with good speed, to bring off the rail and around the table to get shape. Well, I definitely used enough speed, because I put inside top english on it, made it and it hit 4 rails right before it hit in the 9. I was shocked, and so was Buddy...
 
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