I've resisted this thread for days. Nothing will be proved by anybody or anything on here. Keith was a great player, no doubt. And so were Matlock, Hall and Wade Crane. And there were four or five other GREAT bar table players back then as well. Matlock has probably had the longest, most successful career, as he still plays great today. Buddy was the king for a long long time himself.
How these guys compare with today's top players is hard for me to ascertain. I would call it a draw. Playing 9-Ball on a bar table, there are quite a few players who will run out all day. Move it up to Ten Ball and you begin to narrow the field. Make it Eight Ball and you might find out who the best player is. You will never see an "average" player win the BCA Masters division or the U.S. Bar Table Eight Ball or Ten Ball.
What set Keith apart was two things IMO, his fearlessness and the seeming ease in which he ran out. Keith never met a bet he didn't like, or one that bothered him in any way. He was one of those guys (like Alex) that seemed to play better the higher the bet. And Keith could make the hardest shot appear easy. He ran out rack after rack effortlessly, while his opponent worked hard to get out. That will take a toll on your psyche.
Keith's attitude could have a devastating effect on his opponent also. Keith ALWAYS felt like he was going to win and made it clear to all assembled why he felt that way. He never shied away from a hard shot and laughed in the face of difficult situations. He would often announce before shooting what kind of miracle shot he was going to pull off, and then do it. This was hard for other "normal" players to fade.
The above is why many players did not want to tangle with Keith. He had a little too much firepower for them, and they knew it. Keith could come with a bigger shot in a pressure situation than anyone else. And it looked like he never felt the pressure, in fact he thrived on it. Pressure to Keith was like taking another swig of his ever present beer. It was that easy to handle. No one else that I saw play could handle pressure like Keith. Except maybe Ronnie playing One Pocket.
Suffice to say that Keith was an extraordinary pool player, a once in a lifetime player. How good he could have been remains to be argued. Keith's lack of discipline worked against him throughout his career. All I know is that when he entered a tournament and actually showed up to play his match, he faced a very unhappy opponent. They always hoped he wouldn't show, and often he didn't. Keith could, and did, annihilate many a famous player in tournament matches.
I'll never forget his run through the field at the 1984 B.C. Open. He beat one champion after another, none of them getting within three or four games of him. He "stole" that $25,000 from all the best pool players in the world. I know, because I staked him. He made the rest of the field look like they were playing for second. And they were that week. Every time I staked him in a tournament, I knew he had a chance to win. His problem was that most of them were in casinos, and Keith had casino fever all his life. It was a little hard to play a match after he had stayed up all night. If he went to his room to sleep, he was even money to be a no show, or rush down to play his match totally unprepared.
How often he could have won tourneys with proper discipline, no one knows. Sometimes he went years without playing a major tournament. He had talent he could turn off and on in an instant. The rest of the players had to practice long and hard to play good pool. Keith was unique, I will say that. When he was in a playing mode (and not drinking) no one really wanted to mess with him. Very few players ever played him even. Keith did give weight to the world, quite willingly. He was a good horse, a thoroughbred who could carry the weight and win. The best players of his era left him alone for the most part. Only a Buddy, a Matlock or a Wade Crane might play him even. And why would they want to mess with Keith? He was bad action for them, and they knew it.
On the other hand, Keith went looking for good players to gamble with. If he heard about a guy who was playing good and betting high, he wanted to go find him and bust him. And if he found him, that was the usual outcome. Of course, half the time the so called "world beater" would end up getting weight from Keith.