Hey, garczar
"I know Matlock always spoke highly of CD. They were from the same 'mold', pure gunslingers."
Hope you find this interesting: I found an interview with Tom George talking about when he first met Cole. Now you've heard about how stories change when told as they go down the line: lost in translation. Well, this is a good example. You can find this 4 minute interview on YouTube here:
. So my earlier story about Cole running 9 racks and for $40 a game stands corrected here.
Now, I had heard of Dave Matlock over the years, so your mention of him prompted me to look him up. On YouTube I found this: DCC 2003 v Nick Varner
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My eyes lit up. I immediately saw what seemed to me unmistakable similarity/influence of Cole in his look, mannerism/presence, and shooting style. Just look at the way he is dressed. Okay. Maybe I'm off a bit. I don't want to argue. Anyway, I bought the 2010 DCC Luat v Cole one-pocket video from Accu-Stats, and Cole's "costume" is basically the same as Dave's or the other way around. Anyway, on YouTube, search Cole Dickson v Luat one-pocket for many clips and you will see what i mean. Also you can see Cole's stance and more. I also bought this video and it is well worth it.
When I became familiar with Cole it was from 68-71. I began going to Fremont Family Billiards from a recommendation of a high school friend who used to play golf with Cole. He told me that Cole wrapped his clubs around a tree because playing golf adversely effected his pool stroke.
So i was probably 15 when I first starting going in there. I used to go to the bowling alley to play pinball machines at the other side of the parking lot. I really liked that Kings and Queens pinball machine. You know, you can still buy it. A few sellers have rescued these old classics. Once I started going into the poolhall I gave up pinball. I actually watched a guy bowl 300 there in a Saturday Bowling League tournament so that made it official. He would get the 300 Club patch.
All the "kids" in the poolhall were all pretty much 18-21 or so and all out of high school. But they had no problem with me hanging out as a regular. I guess you'd have had to been a real jerk not to be accepted. Or maybe they just wanted to corrupt me. Ha ha. It was a time of drugs, classic rock, hippies, free love, (Hep C,) but no HIV, thank god.
Now one time Cole came in, having returned home from one his many road trips. He was wearing bell bottom faded loose fitting blue jeans. And for a belt he had the classic friar's white rope with knots at the ends with fuzzy threads protruding from the ends. And these knots hung down at his nuts. He was quite a character. Cole didn't wear a t-shirt. He often wore a maroon tight fitting collarless shirt with 3/4 length sleeves. Very low body fat. Just skin, bone, and muscle.
Once, some time later, a young guy came in, probably a wanna-be player, wearing that same white knotted belt. He seemed to expect a favorable impression. The old guy owner looked at me and we both laughed. The kid looked at both of us an sized up the situation and decided to turn around and leave. The old guy said, "Leakey fucker." And we both laughed hard.
Cole had such presence and garnered such respect that anything he did or said was highly credible. Because it was. He was always in total control mode. He only spoke when it was necessary or when he was making a valid point. Every movement was locked down. And like I said, he was totally vigilant and completely aware of everything going on around him. Wasn't it said that Steve McQueen was the essence of cool? Cole was a stand out stand up guy.
So I'll wrap it up. Cole definitely had a personality and wasn't shy. All of us went to a sparsely furnished apartment. Most of us were laying around in a group on the carpet chilling. Cole was walking around. One chick was in another room. Cole says, "I feel a tighty coming on," and grinning. He disappeared after that.
"I know Matlock always spoke highly of CD. They were from the same 'mold', pure gunslingers."
Hope you find this interesting: I found an interview with Tom George talking about when he first met Cole. Now you've heard about how stories change when told as they go down the line: lost in translation. Well, this is a good example. You can find this 4 minute interview on YouTube here:
Now, I had heard of Dave Matlock over the years, so your mention of him prompted me to look him up. On YouTube I found this: DCC 2003 v Nick Varner
My eyes lit up. I immediately saw what seemed to me unmistakable similarity/influence of Cole in his look, mannerism/presence, and shooting style. Just look at the way he is dressed. Okay. Maybe I'm off a bit. I don't want to argue. Anyway, I bought the 2010 DCC Luat v Cole one-pocket video from Accu-Stats, and Cole's "costume" is basically the same as Dave's or the other way around. Anyway, on YouTube, search Cole Dickson v Luat one-pocket for many clips and you will see what i mean. Also you can see Cole's stance and more. I also bought this video and it is well worth it.
When I became familiar with Cole it was from 68-71. I began going to Fremont Family Billiards from a recommendation of a high school friend who used to play golf with Cole. He told me that Cole wrapped his clubs around a tree because playing golf adversely effected his pool stroke.
So i was probably 15 when I first starting going in there. I used to go to the bowling alley to play pinball machines at the other side of the parking lot. I really liked that Kings and Queens pinball machine. You know, you can still buy it. A few sellers have rescued these old classics. Once I started going into the poolhall I gave up pinball. I actually watched a guy bowl 300 there in a Saturday Bowling League tournament so that made it official. He would get the 300 Club patch.
All the "kids" in the poolhall were all pretty much 18-21 or so and all out of high school. But they had no problem with me hanging out as a regular. I guess you'd have had to been a real jerk not to be accepted. Or maybe they just wanted to corrupt me. Ha ha. It was a time of drugs, classic rock, hippies, free love, (Hep C,) but no HIV, thank god.
Now one time Cole came in, having returned home from one his many road trips. He was wearing bell bottom faded loose fitting blue jeans. And for a belt he had the classic friar's white rope with knots at the ends with fuzzy threads protruding from the ends. And these knots hung down at his nuts. He was quite a character. Cole didn't wear a t-shirt. He often wore a maroon tight fitting collarless shirt with 3/4 length sleeves. Very low body fat. Just skin, bone, and muscle.
Once, some time later, a young guy came in, probably a wanna-be player, wearing that same white knotted belt. He seemed to expect a favorable impression. The old guy owner looked at me and we both laughed. The kid looked at both of us an sized up the situation and decided to turn around and leave. The old guy said, "Leakey fucker." And we both laughed hard.
Cole had such presence and garnered such respect that anything he did or said was highly credible. Because it was. He was always in total control mode. He only spoke when it was necessary or when he was making a valid point. Every movement was locked down. And like I said, he was totally vigilant and completely aware of everything going on around him. Wasn't it said that Steve McQueen was the essence of cool? Cole was a stand out stand up guy.
So I'll wrap it up. Cole definitely had a personality and wasn't shy. All of us went to a sparsely furnished apartment. Most of us were laying around in a group on the carpet chilling. Cole was walking around. One chick was in another room. Cole says, "I feel a tighty coming on," and grinning. He disappeared after that.