Louie Roberts
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He was movie star handsome, and had the same charisma as well!
Do you remember Hopkins coming in to the finals dressed in shorts and a t shirt and I was in a suit and tie. And remember I had run the first 5 racks on Hopkins in the race to 9 finals and he started playing safe even when he could get out. He was a very experienced player and I was as green as the felt. I even remember my draw. Jimmy Reid, Pat Fleming, Steve Mizerak, Grady Mathews, Larry Hubbard, David Matlock and then Allen Hopkins. I never saw Louie Roberts at the tournament but met him at Jack Johnson's last call for nine ball in Atlantic City. We played in the second round and I won and ended up 3rd and 4th. This was my first year in professional pool and it was good.
A Louis Story .......
I remember back in the mid 1980's There was a tournament in Pickneyville, Ill. It is a town about 25 miles from Johnson City Ill. There were still a lot of the old timers around that went to a lot of the Johnson City that came to watch. It was a bar table event, It started on Friday and ended on Sunday.
Louis rode up to the tournament with Little Ricky, Windowman, And I think it was Watchez. Not for sure about Watchez, I think so because he was alway's with Ricky.
Well Sunday came and the tournament just got over, I think I won that one. Any way Louis started woofing at me to play. In the meantime it started storming like hell outside. Louis told me he would give me the 7 on the 1 Gold Crown they had. So I agreed and I busted him.
Now anyone that knew Louie, He wasn't ready to quit. He told me he would play me some 1 Pocket. I couldn't spell 1 Pocket. Long story short I think he gave me 10-6 or something like that. I , Was a bar box player, And that was by far, My best game.
A. . nyway I figured if I played a little smart I may have a chance. Louis never saw a shot he couldn't make.
Well the proposition went like this, Louis couldn't get staked any more that night, So he agreed to put up his cue agains't $ 500. We played and I won, My theory was to keep leaving him ridiculous long shots. That night they weren't going in.
Now it is like 3am , it is rainy foggy, Just plain nasty out. Louis handed me his cue, Now it was mine. It was a new Road Agent. Louis turned around to leave , and stopped. He said Gary, Can I hold it one more time , My father bought me this and this hurts. I said sure Louis , Here. And I swear out the door he ran. He had no clue where he was or anything.
Well Louis disappeared into the foggy, rainy , cold darkness. No one knew where he went. We divised a plan. I got down low in the back seat and Ricky was driving. Me and windowman were in the back.
We drove for 2 hours in the Cold rain. It was so foggy you couldn't see anything. Ricky and Windowman were , Windows down Hollerin Louie, Louis, Dogs were barking , Lights were coming on , I can't believe we didn't get arrested. It didn't look good, Finally Louis jumped in the car scared to death, He jumped in the back seat and I was sittin low , He jumped in back and there I was. To get my cue.
R.I.P. Louie, Luv ya man.
Gary Lutman
I remember back in the mid 1980's There was a tournament in Pickneyville, Ill. It is a town about 25 miles from Johnson City Ill. There were still a lot of the old timers around that went to a lot of the Johnson City that came to watch. It was a bar table event, It started on Friday and ended on Sunday.
Louis rode up to the tournament with Little Ricky, Windowman, And I think it was Watchez. Not for sure about Watchez, I think so because he was alway's with Ricky.
Well Sunday came and the tournament just got over, I think I won that one. Any way Louis started woofing at me to play. In the meantime it started storming like hell outside. Louis told me he would give me the 7 on the 1 Gold Crown they had. So I agreed and I busted him.
Now anyone that knew Louie, He wasn't ready to quit. He told me he would play me some 1 Pocket. I couldn't spell 1 Pocket. Long story short I think he gave me 10-6 or something like that. I , Was a bar box player, And that was by far, My best game.
A. . nyway I figured if I played a little smart I may have a chance. Louis never saw a shot he couldn't make.
Well the proposition went like this, Louis couldn't get staked any more that night, So he agreed to put up his cue agains't $ 500. We played and I won, My theory was to keep leaving him ridiculous long shots. That night they weren't going in.
Now it is like 3am , it is rainy foggy, Just plain nasty out. Louis handed me his cue, Now it was mine. It was a new Road Agent. Louis turned around to leave , and stopped. He said Gary, Can I hold it one more time , My father bought me this and this hurts. I said sure Louis , Here. And I swear out the door he ran. He had no clue where he was or anything.
Well Louis disappeared into the foggy, rainy , cold darkness. No one knew where he went. We divised a plan. I got down low in the back seat and Ricky was driving. Me and windowman were in the back.
We drove for 2 hours in the Cold rain. It was so foggy you couldn't see anything. Ricky and Windowman were , Windows down Hollerin Louie, Louis, Dogs were barking , Lights were coming on , I can't believe we didn't get arrested. It didn't look good, Finally Louis jumped in the car scared to death, He jumped in the back seat and I was sittin low , He jumped in back and there I was. To get my cue.
R.I.P. Louie, Luv ya man.
Gary Lutman
Tell us a St.Louis Louie story .......
Can any one top one of my favorite Louie stories ???????:smile::smile:
Can any one top one of my favorite Louie stories ???????:smile::smile:
There have been a few threads about St. Louis Louie Roberts in the past. He was a character, loved by many.
His death is still mysterious to some. Some feel his life style would make a great TV show Dateline or 48 Hours.
I will see if I can get my other half to contribute one to this thread later in the week.
Come on Kieth !!
Hey Keith, Come on here buddy. I (know) You can top mine. Although mine is good lol !!!!!!!!!!!!
There have been a few threads about St. Louis Louie Roberts in the past. He was a character, loved by many.
His death is still mysterious to some. Some feel his life style would make a great TV show Dateline or 48 Hours.
I will see if I can get my other half to contribute one to this thread later in the week.
Hey Keith, Come on here buddy. I (know) You can top mine. Although mine is good lol !!!!!!!!!!!!
Louie
Louie was in New Orleans in late80s, busted and spots me coming in the pool room. he runs up to me with bite in mind and says" I guess you think the bite is coming ?" I couldn't help but laugh and he gets Paul Newman on the phone and said, " this guy will repay you if I don't ! " I spoke to Mr. Newman and he told me don't give him any money, he owes me thousands ! Well, said to say I never saw Louie again and you guys know the rest of the sad story.
Louie was in New Orleans in late80s, busted and spots me coming in the pool room. he runs up to me with bite in mind and says" I guess you think the bite is coming ?" I couldn't help but laugh and he gets Paul Newman on the phone and said, " this guy will repay you if I don't ! " I spoke to Mr. Newman and he told me don't give him any money, he owes me thousands ! Well, said to say I never saw Louie again and you guys know the rest of the sad story.
Louie and Bobby "Bob Wire" Landry
Louie arrived in town, here in New Orleans those many years ago, disheveled as a champion pool player could ever be.
As everyone knew, St. Louie Louie had a penchant for alcohol and drugs. He wasn't always high or slovenly dressed and as many know, he was a handsome man and a pool talent of rare proportions.
Bobby was a working man who made good money in the oil field business, liked to drink and always had a soft spot for pool players down on their luck. In fact, Bobby was the kind of guy who just about anyone could put the bite on if they had a really good story.
Louie didn't need a story for Bobby. As Bobby told me the story, he left out few details. Louie was in pretty bad shape when he arrived at the Sport Palace as he was hung-over and hadn't eaten in some time and his clothes were filthy rumpled. Bobby asked him when was the last time he had eaten and Louie mumbled something about "It has been a while". Louie preferred a good bottle of whiskey to a nice hot meal. So Bobby and Louie went off to get something to eat. Louie wanted to eat Tacos and nothing else. There was a Taco Bell nearby at the time and that's where they went. Bobby bought all of the Tacos that Louie could eat and there were some left over and Louie took them with him. Louie started feeling a little more like himself. As many of you know, Louie was an extrovert of the highest order and you seldom saw Louie in such a sullen manner.
After the Taco meal, Bobby then inquired if Louie wanted to find a motel where he could settle in for a few days and get some rest and Louie agreed that it would be nice. Well back in those days, there weren't very many nice motels if any, around the Sport Palace but Louie wanted to stay close by to the "Palace" as we called it and asked for the closest motel. Well, there weren't many motels to begin with nearby but Bobby brought Louie to the best looking one out of the two or three that were nearby and within walking distance. Bobby was skeptical from the very beginning that the motel would pass his inspection let alone Louie's because, well, they were more like flop houses than genuine motels. Bobby asked the desk clerk to show him their best room and when they walked into the room, Bobby immediately said "No, this is no good. Let's go somewhere else, maybe a little further away and a little more upscale." Louie would have none of that and replied, "This is fine, I don't need a fancy place to sleep, this is fine and this is so close to the pool room, I can walk back and forth."
Bobby was a little taller than 5 foot but with an athletic build and was in good shape. He had boxed at St. Mary's gym in New Orleans as a kid and knew how to take care of business. He made good money back in the day of the oil boom and didn't mind spending more money on a nice place for Louie to stay but Louie wouldn't have any part of that. Louie still had a couple of Tacos that he had saved from his meal and Bobby told him that he should save one of the Tacos for when he went to sleep. Bobby instructed Louie to place the Taco in the far corner of the room away from the bed so that the roaches would attack the Taco instead of Louie. They laughed about the absurdity of that idea and Bobby took Louie to a local store to get some new clothes, nothing expensive, just some clean clothes for Louie to wear.
Louie didn't have to dress up in a thousand dollar suit to look good. He just had that natural handsome look about him that women fawned over.
After purchasing the clothes, they returned to the motel and dropped Louie off to get some needed rest. Bobby put a hundred bucks in Louie's hand and Louie resisted slightly. There wasn't any big scores that trip for Louie but he was able to right himself if only for a little while.
Another guy, Jim the Lawyer and Country, both regulars at the Sport Palace spied Louie on yet another trip to New Orleans. Louie was lamenting the fact that he was down on his luck and Jim and Country were two best buddies, put their heads together and decided to help Louie out and came up with a hundred bucks to help him out. Again there was no big score in store for Louie on that trip either. A year later, Louie returned to New Orleans styling with new clothes, a bankroll and was playing some high dollar 9 ball at the Sport Palace. Jim the Lawyer was standing on the sidelines as he almost always did, watching the match and the straight shooting Louie that all of us had come to love seeing. During the set, Louie kept looking at Jim but neither said anything. Jim had long ago written that "loan" off and wasn't expecting anything in return. Finally, in the middle of the set, Louie walks over to Jim the Lawyer and says, "Aren't you the guy who lent me a hundred dollars a year or so ago?" Jim wasn't really embarrassed but he wasn't expecting Louie to say anything about the debt and it kind of flustered him a bit. Jim was an excellent card player and regularly milked the card games in the St. Rose Social Club which was located in a back room of the Sport Palace, only accessible by "members". Louie pressed the issue and Jim finally agreed that he was one of the two guys who had lent Louie the hundred dollars and Louie quietly slipped Jim the Lawyer, $50.
It was hard not to like St. Louie, Louie. I doubt there will ever be another like him.
JoeyA
Louie arrived in town, here in New Orleans those many years ago, disheveled as a champion pool player could ever be.
As everyone knew, St. Louie Louie had a penchant for alcohol and drugs. He wasn't always high or slovenly dressed and as many know, he was a handsome man and a pool talent of rare proportions.
Bobby was a working man who made good money in the oil field business, liked to drink and always had a soft spot for pool players down on their luck. In fact, Bobby was the kind of guy who just about anyone could put the bite on if they had a really good story.
Louie didn't need a story for Bobby. As Bobby told me the story, he left out few details. Louie was in pretty bad shape when he arrived at the Sport Palace as he was hung-over and hadn't eaten in some time and his clothes were filthy rumpled. Bobby asked him when was the last time he had eaten and Louie mumbled something about "It has been a while". Louie preferred a good bottle of whiskey to a nice hot meal. So Bobby and Louie went off to get something to eat. Louie wanted to eat Tacos and nothing else. There was a Taco Bell nearby at the time and that's where they went. Bobby bought all of the Tacos that Louie could eat and there were some left over and Louie took them with him. Louie started feeling a little more like himself. As many of you know, Louie was an extrovert of the highest order and you seldom saw Louie in such a sullen manner.
After the Taco meal, Bobby then inquired if Louie wanted to find a motel where he could settle in for a few days and get some rest and Louie agreed that it would be nice. Well back in those days, there weren't very many nice motels if any, around the Sport Palace but Louie wanted to stay close by to the "Palace" as we called it and asked for the closest motel. Well, there weren't many motels to begin with nearby but Bobby brought Louie to the best looking one out of the two or three that were nearby and within walking distance. Bobby was skeptical from the very beginning that the motel would pass his inspection let alone Louie's because, well, they were more like flop houses than genuine motels. Bobby asked the desk clerk to show him their best room and when they walked into the room, Bobby immediately said "No, this is no good. Let's go somewhere else, maybe a little further away and a little more upscale." Louie would have none of that and replied, "This is fine, I don't need a fancy place to sleep, this is fine and this is so close to the pool room, I can walk back and forth."
Bobby was a little taller than 5 foot but with an athletic build and was in good shape. He had boxed at St. Mary's gym in New Orleans as a kid and knew how to take care of business. He made good money back in the day of the oil boom and didn't mind spending more money on a nice place for Louie to stay but Louie wouldn't have any part of that. Louie still had a couple of Tacos that he had saved from his meal and Bobby told him that he should save one of the Tacos for when he went to sleep. Bobby instructed Louie to place the Taco in the far corner of the room away from the bed so that the roaches would attack the Taco instead of Louie. They laughed about the absurdity of that idea and Bobby took Louie to a local store to get some new clothes, nothing expensive, just some clean clothes for Louie to wear.
Louie didn't have to dress up in a thousand dollar suit to look good. He just had that natural handsome look about him that women fawned over.
After purchasing the clothes, they returned to the motel and dropped Louie off to get some needed rest. Bobby put a hundred bucks in Louie's hand and Louie resisted slightly. There wasn't any big scores that trip for Louie but he was able to right himself if only for a little while.
Another guy, Jim the Lawyer and Country, both regulars at the Sport Palace spied Louie on yet another trip to New Orleans. Louie was lamenting the fact that he was down on his luck and Jim and Country were two best buddies, put their heads together and decided to help Louie out and came up with a hundred bucks to help him out. Again there was no big score in store for Louie on that trip either. A year later, Louie returned to New Orleans styling with new clothes, a bankroll and was playing some high dollar 9 ball at the Sport Palace. Jim the Lawyer was standing on the sidelines as he almost always did, watching the match and the straight shooting Louie that all of us had come to love seeing. During the set, Louie kept looking at Jim but neither said anything. Jim had long ago written that "loan" off and wasn't expecting anything in return. Finally, in the middle of the set, Louie walks over to Jim the Lawyer and says, "Aren't you the guy who lent me a hundred dollars a year or so ago?" Jim wasn't really embarrassed but he wasn't expecting Louie to say anything about the debt and it kind of flustered him a bit. Jim was an excellent card player and regularly milked the card games in the St. Rose Social Club which was located in a back room of the Sport Palace, only accessible by "members". Louie pressed the issue and Jim finally agreed that he was one of the two guys who had lent Louie the hundred dollars and Louie quietly slipped Jim the Lawyer, $50.
It was hard not to like St. Louie, Louie. I doubt there will ever be another like him.
JoeyA
Ment this to be on the other post about Louie--but couldn't figure how to delete
My word this post comes along just when I was thinking about one the things that happened at Beenies back in the late 70's and it was just this morning
. Thorton Montgomery was playing Louie a race to 11 and Thorton hadn't played much one shot foul and that's the rules they had decided on--game was close all the way through. It's hill to hill ,10 each and Louie Scratches on the 8--Thorton comes to the table and spots the 8--moves the cueball down behind the line to shoot a spot shot with the 9 frozen on the rail below the 8. Misses the 8 and leave Louie with a long shot the he makes and gets on the 9 and finishes it off- Nobody said a word and Thorton just pulled up afterwards and walked off--don't know if he ever knew what had happened.
My word this post comes along just when I was thinking about one the things that happened at Beenies back in the late 70's and it was just this morning
. Thorton Montgomery was playing Louie a race to 11 and Thorton hadn't played much one shot foul and that's the rules they had decided on--game was close all the way through. It's hill to hill ,10 each and Louie Scratches on the 8--Thorton comes to the table and spots the 8--moves the cueball down behind the line to shoot a spot shot with the 9 frozen on the rail below the 8. Misses the 8 and leave Louie with a long shot the he makes and gets on the 9 and finishes it off- Nobody said a word and Thorton just pulled up afterwards and walked off--don't know if he ever knew what had happened.
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