Had a doozey of a first experience with Larry...
Great pictures Dana...
I had met Larry a few times in the late 90's, but I had never seen the Larry Lisciotti show until a few years later at the 2003 Joss Tour Finale in Chelmsford, MA. I had joined the military in early 1999, and hadn't really played pool back east for a few years. But I took some leave that spring with the intention of playing in the first event of a double main event being held over 9 days. So I showed up to the event, made it further than I would have thought, and sat back afterwards to watch the action. For me this was a great event. It was the first time I had seen Johnny Archer play, as well as John Schmidt, (he didn't play in the tournament, was only there for action), Evgeny Stalev, Earl Strickland, Rodney Morris, Keith McCready, and a host of other top players. Of course, I was just walking around soaking everything up. On Tuesday, there was a little 14.1 tournament. While this was going on, John Schmidt and Larry matched up. John ended up winning, but not without Larry getting a little agitated and starting his show. Always talking, always drinking, always looking for that edge. After the match ended, Keith McCready came up and they started talking. Apparently, Stalev was going to offer Larry 9-7 in full rack bank pool, 1k a set. Larry almost ran to the table to play. He ended up 2 sets loser and stopped, as Stalev would not come off with any more weight. Of course, with Larry, this came with the what I know now is the obligatory verbal raping. It didn't much effect Stalev, because he matched up with Keith right afterwards giving, I believe, the same weight. I also think the stakes were doubled. Before you knew it, it became the Larry and Keither show. One would feed off of the other. Communist jabs, jokes about Keith's opponent almost no subject was taboo for Larry. He was egging Keith on as well to get into it, quoting "The Color of Money" to him, which of course, started the Keither with the Ether show. Everyone around the room was absolutely HOWLING with laughter by the end of the 2nd set.
Later that week, I saw Larry saunter up to the bar to order a drink. Some brash college age kid he bumped into on accident gave him a dirty look. Larry of course came back with a wise ass remark which pissed the kid off even more. All of a sudden, Larry just turned it around on him and had the kid ready to bet his whole bankroll, all $150, that Larry could not get his mostly empty bottle of beer to stick to the wall. Money was posted up with the barback, and Larry leisurely walked over to the closest wall, took a final swig from his beer, rubbed the bottle twice on the wall and walked away, the beer bottle firmly stuck to the wall where he left it. As he walked away, I heard him mutter to someone, "Always a sucker in the crowd". He collected his beer first, then his money, and walked back to see if he could get some action on some of the remaining tournament games.
I'll never forget that weekend...what an introduction into some top class pool.