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In the 70's I played in a room called the Golden Cue about 10 miles from L.A. The owner, Indian Joe Monzingo, went in with me & we played anyone who came in something. We booked lots of losers and winners, but were always in action. The Mexican players from 4th & Main in LA would come in & match up & one time Morro's backer told me to come down to 4th & Main & he would steer me around for some one pocket games for 30%. I went down there & played a few guys & won a few hundred and matched up with one last player that I also beat out of a little money. The steer man & I met back at the Golden cue to whack it up and he said "I should get a little more money for beating the last guy". I asked him why and he said "He was my brother". I'm not sure if it was true or not, but it was a great line & I did send in a little extra. John Henderson
 
one pocket game at q masters last year

i was being a rail bird as usual and i watching silver ochoa (sp) play ronnie wiseman for 400 a game. silver made a nice little run of 7 and out, however they were playing even. so the 7 and out just doesn't get there. i looked at ronnie after silver raked in the balls and told ronnie, "nice out" since silver moved more than 2 balls its was a loss of game and he paid ronnie 400 for that game.

Opps. :eek:
 
Troy said:
One match at a 1-Pocket tournament was tied at 2 games in a race to three. Player A owes one ball. Player B has 2-3 balls. After a long series of safeties, player A runs 8 balls. Player B gets off his chair with his right hand out offering congratulations. Player A sweeps the remaining balls toward the foot of the table. Now player B says "You don't win, you still owe a ball". As TD, I ruled that
player B conceeded the game, but the Room owner over-rode my decision and had them re-play the game. Player A won anyway. To this day I still think Player B was trying to pull a big hustle.

Troy
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Good call.
 
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.

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Back in those days, Earl had a way of hypnotizing his opponents, by running multiple racks. he could literally put you in a daze.

That brings me to this story. It's the Sands, the mid 90's, Earl vs. Shannon. Shannon jumps out ahead like 4-2 and then Earl catches his high gear. He puts together six or seven flawless racks, and Shannon is in a trance. Earl is ahead like 9-4 and has a tricky shot on the 5 in the side. He makes it but the Cue ball scratches in the corner.

Shannon sits in his chair, not believing it's actually his turn. He seems uncertain what to do and walks awkwardly to the table. Slowly he reaches into the side pocket, retrieves the 5 and places it on the table by the pocket, close to where it had been when Earl shot. Then he takes the Cue ball from the corner and gives himself Ball In Hand on the 5!

Slowly he prepares to shoot, not realizing he has forgotten how to play 9-Ball. Earl (and everyone else) watches this all in amazement. What is Shannon doing? Finally Earl reaches out with his cue and places it on the table next to the Cue ball. Shannon looks up a little bewildered. He has no clue what's going on. Everyone is laughing now, as Earl slowly explains to Shannon he has Ball In Hand on the 6, and the 5 stays down. Finally Shannon wakes up and begins to laugh too.

Naturally, he fails to get out and Earl wins the next two games. True story!
 
ajrack said:
I am playing in the preliminary rounds of a large tourney in 1992...top three positons go to Taiwan for the World's. I only need one match to be in the top 3.. I need one game to win the match...my opponent needs three... he breaks, makes a ball...then shoots at the 3..misses, leaves me hooked ..I hit it ...he misses again ...I shoot at the 3...the referee says "FOUL"!
Both of us did not see the 2 ball hiding over on the end rail behind the 8...he gets ball in hand and runs a 3 pak!!!
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I'm curious--did the referee not call a foul on your opponent when he shot at the three after the break because the ref didn't see the two then either?
 
jay helfert said:
Back in those days, Earl had a way of hypnotizing his opponents, by running multiple racks. he could literally put you in a daze.

That brings me to this story. It's the Sands, the mid 90's, Earl vs. Shannon. Shannon jumps out ahead like 4-2 and then Earl catches his high gear. He puts together six or seven flawless racks, and Shannon is in a trance. Earl is ahead like 9-4 and has a tricky shot on the 5 in the side. He makes it but the Cue ball scratches in the corner.

Shannon sits in his chair, not believing it's actually his turn. He seems uncertain what to do and walks awkwardly to the table. Slowly he reaches into the side pocket, retrieves the 5 and places it on the table by the pocket, close to where it had been when Earl shot. Then he takes the Cue ball from the corner and gives himself Ball In Hand on the 5!

Slowly he prepares to shoot, not realizing he has forgotten how to play 9-Ball. Earl (and everyone else) watches this all in amazement. What is Shannon doing? Finally Earl reaches out with his cue and places it on the table next to the Cue ball. Shannon looks up a little bewildered. He has no clue what's going on. Everyone is laughing now, as Earl slowly explains to Shannon he has Ball In Hand on the 6, and the 5 stays down. Finally Shannon wakes up and begins to laugh too.

Naturally, he fails to get out and Earl wins the next two games. True story!
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Funniest thing I have read in a while :p . Do they have that match on accu stats?
 
rossaroni said:
Funniest thing I have read in a while :p . Do they have that match on accu stats?
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I don't think this match was taped. Ask Pat. He remembers all the quirky stuff.
 
jay helfert said:
Back in those days, Earl had a way of hypnotizing his opponents, by running multiple racks. he could literally put you in a daze.

That brings me to this story. It's the Sands, the mid 90's, Earl vs. Shannon. Shannon jumps out ahead like 4-2 and then Earl catches his high gear. He puts together six or seven flawless racks, and Shannon is in a trance. Earl is ahead like 9-4 and has a tricky shot on the 5 in the side. He makes it but the Cue ball scratches in the corner.

Shannon sits in his chair, not believing it's actually his turn. He seems uncertain what to do and walks awkwardly to the table. Slowly he reaches into the side pocket, retrieves the 5 and places it on the table by the pocket, close to where it had been when Earl shot. Then he takes the Cue ball from the corner and gives himself Ball In Hand on the 5!

Slowly he prepares to shoot, not realizing he has forgotten how to play 9-Ball. Earl (and everyone else) watches this all in amazement. What is Shannon doing? Finally Earl reaches out with his cue and places it on the table next to the Cue ball. Shannon looks up a little bewildered. He has no clue what's going on. Everyone is laughing now, as Earl slowly explains to Shannon he has Ball In Hand on the 6, and the 5 stays down. Finally Shannon wakes up and begins to laugh too.

Naturally, he fails to get out and Earl wins the next two games. True story!
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Shannon made a very similar gaff at the Sands in '95. He was up on Earl 5-2 when Earl scratched in the corner after making the 2 in the side. Shannon walked to the table and pulled the 2 out and set it down near the side pocket. Realizing it's not the cueball he walks to the corner pocket and takes out the cueball, then after looking over the table he sets the cueball down to shoot the 2 in the side! Earl walks up to the table and slides the 2 into the side pocket, and Shannon just stands there for a second dumbfounded, then realizes what he did! Shannon ran out the rack to go up 6-2 and ended up winning a hill-hill match.
 
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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.
 
One time during a tournament a guy let a big break out and popped the cue off the felt. The cue ball ended up sitting on the top of the rail where the cushion meets the wood of the table. Crayzie.

Eric. A.
 
K . .ether

I used to play anyone who walked through the door. I didn’t care who you were, so I’m playing this guy and I have him stuck 12 games playing 9 ball on a big table. He takes a briefcase with him into the restroom. So, I’m standing there waiting on him and everyone’s looking at each other like, Holy $#@%!! what's he doing in there with a BRIEFCASE?! Well, when he came out lets just say that that was the fastest I’ve EVER seen anyone get even. .. to this day! I'll never forget the day the Devil walked through the door. . Guess who?
 
i used to play in a bar tourney every friday night and almost always finished in the top three, and won it alot.

one night it was about halfway through the tourney and i was playing a guy that was smashed. he was being real cool, the total opposite of what you picture a drunk. not knowing much pool etiquiette he kept standing in my line of shot. i didnt say anything because i knew i would win regardless.

well, i go down to shoot a ball in the corner and he stands right in front of my shot. i start to shoot and i see something that traumatized me for life. his fly is open and he has no underwear on. yep, i saw it all. i start to laugh my ass off and excuse myself to go to the bathroom. i tell all my pool buddies who in turn tell the drunk guy about the peep show going on in his pants.

he whips it out and says what havent yall seen one of these before!! we could have died laughing..............guess you had to be there
 
bigskyjake said:
nobody has any Keith stories?:confused: C'mon I know there is a sh#tload of them out there
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1978, St. Louis Missouri. Me and a buddy went to my first bigtime pool tournament. All the top players in the country were there playing. That night after the tournament play was over for the day the Kid from California showed up (Keith McCready). He couldn't have been much older than 16 or 17 years old. The Kid matched up with St. Louis Louie (Louie Roberts) seven ahead for $5000. Louie gets 5 games ahead when the Kid caught his gear and runs five racks to pull even, then struts around the table while Louie is racking yelling let's double the bet !!! Louie refused and after several hours finally ended up winning.
 
> At The Rack in Memphis in late '92,a St. Louis player named Gary Lutman came in looking for action,and found it with Danny Cook. Danny had the kind of high gear that just about made you want to quit,because it was so overwhelmingly offensive. Until I saw Matlock play,I thought Danny was the best bar-box player in the world. Danny broke the balls so well on his pet table that there was a 5-6" spot in the middle of the table,dead in line with the spot where he broke from where the cue ball stopped unless it got kissed. They agreed on an 8-ahead for 500. It went back and forth for a few games,but Danny slowly pulled away. At the time,the table time was 2.40 an hour,with a 1/2 hour minimum,even if you just hit 2 balls and cash out. The time for that set was 4.80. They start woofin' about another set,and I go to the bathroom,not noticing that a guy I know only as Whitlow shows up. Whitlow was said to be THE MAN in the Memphis drug community,the guy everyone goes to when they need to re-up. While I was in the bathroom,Danny apparently got an 8-ball of coke from him. I am standing at the urinal when I hear someone walk in behind me,and it's Danny. The bathroom door opens to the inside of the bathroom,and Danny walks in and backs up against the door,so not only am I trapped in there with him but no one can walk in behind him. He stuck a straw down in the bag and takes half up each side of his nose,making a horrible face,then licks the end of the straw and turns the baggie inside out and puts it in his mouth,by this time his whole head must be numb. He spits the baggie out and tells me that I didn't see s**t,but adds that me and my partner Jeff might want to get a sidebet on his end. I finally get to leave the bathroom after my first experience seeing coke done for real,and get Jeff off to the side to tell him what happened. He said that we should bet all we can on Danny if we can get a bet. We pool 300 and get down with a local that thinks Lutman has the best of it if they play a long time. Danny broke the first rack and the cue ball jumps 3 feet in the air and stops in the usual place,with only 4 balls remaining. 1-0 Danny,in less than a minute. This sequence keeps repeating until Danny is up 5-0,and he gets down to shoot the 9 for his 6th consecutive rack. A bunch of coke falls out of Danny's nose,and he stops. He licks his fingers,rubs the cloth until he felt it was all cleaned up,licks his fingers again,and one-strokes the 9 into the pocket hard enough that he broke a bolt that held the corner bracket on and they switch to the next table. It didn't matter,Danny broke and ran out the whole set,and went to pay the time. The time,with a half-hour minimum for both players,was 2.40. Tommy D.
 
over the hill said:
Louie gets 5 games ahead when the Kid caught his gear and runs five racks to pull even, then struts around the table while Louie is racking yelling let's double the bet !!! Louie refused and after several hours finally ended up winning.
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So Louie refused to double the bet on himself, but ended up winning anyways?? :confused: (confused)

Russ
 
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