Melvin "Strawberry" Brooks

Grady

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“MELVIN “STRAWBERRY” BROOKS
“Straw” was born on 12/10/33. He’s 10 years older than I. Whatever year it was that Martin Luther King got killed, that’s when I was playing Strawberry on Pennsylvania Ave. in Baltimore at Macke’s pool room. Actually we were playing One Pocket, $500 at the time Dr. King left us. “As much as I’m enjoying this Grady, I think you’d better leave. I’m worried about your safety, exclaimed Brooks to me.” So depart I did, over to Detroit, a mistake because there were riots and I was given a 7pm curfew.
Nobody ever got robbed when playing Strawberry, even at 7th and T. Residents of D.C will know what I’m talking about. Macke’s in Baltimore was owned by Melvin, a pretty good pool sucker , a backer for Strawberry, and a kingpin of that area. for some big stakes as we’ll see shortly.
Straw has always been unafraid and a lover of big wagering. To lend more respect to his game, he’s defeated “Bugs” a number of times and, try as I may, I can’t remember him turning anyone down to play. He beat “Jew Paul” playing him 2 and safe for 6 days in a row, a feat which nobody else matched and which caused Paul to win some big money.
I can’t help myself here. I just have to tell this little tidbit about my silver tongued friend. He once introduced me to this fine lady, saying,” Grady, get a load of the thighs on this heifer.” In the day, I liked this sort of thing about as much as pool.
Melvin staked Strawberry to play Cicero a set of One Pocket for $25,000. It wasn’t really a match because Murphy didn’t play good One Pocket. Another large win Brooks came at the hands of “Chicago Paul.” Straw had to make two block fours. Paul was a good player, too and not much fun to play with.
$42,000 was the number.
I was surprised to learn that Strawberry never met “Rags” Fitzpatrick, who died at age 41 in 1960. They had played a lot of pool within 50 miles of each other. Straw credits Eddie “The Knoxville Bear” Taylor with having influenced him the most. They took road trips together and were best of friends. Brooks told me, “Grady, I know Eddie had to miss a bank once in a while. I just never saw it.” Digest that, honorable readers. He also credits Earl Schriver with teaching him things.
He made a few mistakes, like most of us and one of those caused him to be a guest of the state from 1972 to 1976. Like most difficulties in this notable man’s life, he sort of shrugged it off and continued with life. His wife of 30 years, Mary El Amin is working on a book, no title yet but it’s sure to be good.
 
Great story. I really enjoy reading these flashbacks. What stories will be coming soon?
Thanks
Tanner Pruess
 
thanks again Grady for being part of this board. If I could give you more reputation points I would, you certainly deserve it for all your contributions here.
 
Hi Grady,

I have a couple of questions. In conceeding that Efren is the best one pocket player ever, in your opinion who is the 2nd best? Also when Buddy was playing his best 9 ball in the 70's-80's would you have staked anyone before or since against him?
 
macks poolroom

Grady,

I remember playing in Macks a lot.
I also remember little Melvin. He was the first guy I beat.

I went over there one afternoon because Mack called me at the pool room in downtown Baltimore telling me that Buffalo Jerry had the room busted.
I asked Danny if he wanted in and he said no. Jerry was too tought. I went anyway.

I walked in and Mack came running over and offered me all the money the pool room had left. I said I had my own and for him to bet on the side. He did.

Wescot was staking Jerry and we played till 3AM.
Won about 6500. and went out to Danny's car and it would not start.
Mack sent a gorilla with a gun with me to make sure I got home safe with the money.

One of the best poolrooms I ever played in. Could have used some air conditioning. Had the best junkie dancer I have ever seen.

Bill Stroud
 
I just heard a story recently about when Jack Cooney was playing Strawberry and his wife got shot during the match. Apparently two gentleman came in during the middle of the match and saw Strawberry and Cooney playing. They were two African American gentleman who made a handsome living by way of less than honorable means. Anyhow, they knew no white boy could beat Strawberry (little did they know...) so they started betting from the rail with Cooney's wife - a considerable amount per game. Well, after they lost about 5 or 6 games in a row they were angry. One of them tried to take her purse away to get his money back (or ALL of the dough), and rather than giving it she fought tooth and nail. A gun was pulled and she was shot. I heard it wasn't a very serious would (for as "non-serious" as getting shot can be), but still, she was shot. Kind of a crazy story. I heard this from a gentleman who heard it from Left-Handed Kevin (a good one pocket player around the D.C. area) who was there working the front desk...so my details may not be quite perfect. I believe this did occur in Strawberry's home room. I know that Strawberry's game is revered with a sense of "awe" when I hear some of the older pool players talk about him. He is certainly a legend around these parts.
 
Grady speaks the (well documented) truth about the DC area in the time following the murder of MLK. A self-proclaimed one time top 9baller from DC, Herbie Roberts, was a cop in DC at the time who had many tales of the dangerous streets that were to be encountered then, in fact, Herbie was beaten within inches of his life at that time.

I also recall the assault on Barbara. That was a tough area and, while I have traveled all around the area, I have never set foot in any of the rooms in that area. No money is attractive enough.
 
Black-Balled said:
...DC area in the time following the murder of MLK....
It was 1968, the Martin Luther King riots in D.C. I was in junior high school at the time, and everything in the Nation's Capital came to a stop.

Black-Balled said:
I also recall the assault on Barbara. That was a tough area and, while I have traveled all around the area, I have never set foot in any of the rooms in that area. No money is attractive enough.

7th and T, which ain't there anymore, was a tough area, but inside the pool room, I never encountered any adversities.

Cooney's wife was shot at The Golden Cue in Bladensburg, MD, the pool room where Michael "Geese" Gerace learned how to play pool.

Today, Strawberry is a man of faith and is dedicated to his family. This is my one and only picture of Mr. Brooks, shown posing with Keith at a regional tournament. Strawberry is a one-pocket champion and is regarded as a Washington legend in my neck of the woods.

JAM
 

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Thanks, Grady. Great stuff!

There is a new pool hall, more of a bar/lounge than a pool hall, on U street that Strawberry and some of the 7th & T old-timers come into fairly often. So I hear talk about Strawberry's game and about the great action at the pool hall that was on 7th & T all the time.

The finals of the one pocket tournament I ran there a few weeks ago featured Brandon Shuff and Bus Driver Ronnie. During an unscheduled intermission and after the match, Strawberry showed Brandon some situations where he could have played a smarter or more aggressive shot, which I thought was pretty cool of him -- a lot of people won't teach anything for free. He's also taught me a few shots, which of course is even cooler.

Cory
 
Cory in DC said:
Thanks, Grady. Great stuff!

There is a new pool hall, more of a bar/lounge than a pool hall, on U street that Strawberry and some of the 7th & T old-timers come into fairly often. So I hear talk about Strawberry's game and about the great action at the pool hall that was on 7th & T all the time.

The finals of the one pocket tournament I ran there a few weeks ago featured Brandon Shuff and Bus Driver Ronnie. During an unscheduled intermission and after the match, Strawberry showed Brandon some situations where he could have played a smarter or more aggressive shot, which I thought was pretty cool of him -- a lot of people won't teach anything for free. He's also taught me a few shots, which of course is even cooler.

Cory


I always like to hear about the older crew passing out the knowledge to the next generation. I was lucky enough to sit with Allen Hopkins, Jack Calivito, Danny Barroutti, and Florida Bob Maidhoff right after I got beat by Jack at a 14.1 tourney. They knew I was no great player, but I ran 40 some during the match in my best "9ball" style of 14.1:D they all had kind words of encouragement and filled me in on the many things I was doing wrong at the time. I think they knew I had a real passion for the game, and wanted to play correctly.

The next year Florida Bob was nice enough to hit me with a 124!:o ....then I ran a couple racks and missed a break ball.....He said my patterns were better, and I had him worried:rolleyes: I just laughed and shook his hand. Bob is a great guy...

Gerry
 
Black-Balled said:
Yes, we don't play it like the did in the old days, do we?! Our 40's are TOUGH!


True enough!:D.......I came up in the north east, the 14.1 capitol of the world, and still couldn't find a pattern in the fabric store!!:p

Gerry
 
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