Many people that know Mike from the poker world don't know that he was a pretty formidable pool player in his younger days. In a state where Allen Hopkins, Ray Martin, Jack Colavita, Steve Mizerak & Paul Brienza were the top players of the day, Mike was solidly ensconced in that second tier & more than capable to take one of them out if they gave him any air. Mike was one of the first people I met in the late ‘70s when I first ventured out of my home pool room & headed down the Garden State Parkway to Steve Mizerak’s Four Seasons Billiard Lounge in Metuchen, NJ in my search for a five or ten dollar game.
For those that have never met either of us in person, I am 5’12” & Mike was, well…let’s just say, vertically challenged. The guys in the pool room tagged him with the moniker, “Little Man.". So, I’d walk in the door of Miz’s place…he’d sneak up behind me, wrap his arms around my waist & while howling with laughter, yell, “WHO’S YOUR DADDY?!!!” He wouldn’t let go until I hollered, “LITTLE MAN!!!” By then, the whole pool room would be crying! It got to be that I’d stand just inside the door looking around to see if he was there but I’d never see him until he got me again. A few months later, I snapped to the fact that one of the many pool detectives in the place would claim a $5 bounty to alert him that I had just pulled into the parking lot. He’d lurk in the men’s room waiting to make his move! Geez, I’m laughing as I write this…
Mike spent thirty years in the NJ public school system as a physical education teacher & coach. When I first started playing in the days when females were a rarity in the pool rooms & many players kept the secrets of pool close to the vest, Mike was always willing to teach. Two of the most valuable lessons he taught me was the importance of staying on the “right” side of the ball & explaining the tangent line while showing me how to manipulate it with vertical cueing.
The last time I saw him was in the late '90s. Mike was in Vegas for a poker tournament & he knew that I had a pool room. He decided to pay Cue-Topia a visit. I was leaning over the railing talking to someone, when all of a sudden, I was grabbed from behind & heard, WHO’S YOUR DADDY?!!! GO ON, TELL ‘EM!!! WHO’S YOUR DADDY?!!!”
We hadn’t seen each other since the late ‘70s but I instantly knew who it was!!! I burst out laughing & screamed, “LITTLE MANNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!” & turned around to collect my hug. Wow! I was so happy to see him! He told me he had a dinner comp at the Bellagio so we headed on over to eat. We ended up talking for hours & closed the place down. When I heard in ’04 that Mike had won a bracelet in the World Series of Poker, I was thrilled for him & gave him a silent tap, tap…well done, my friend. He’d come a long way from the Four Seasons & the house games of the ‘70s…
Mike might’ve been small in stature but he was a giant of a man & the epitome of the phrase, “larger than life.” As others have said, he was always smiling, always laughing, always generous. If you Google, “Mike Sica,” many poker sites will come up – filled with stories on his passing & comments from the poker players. They loved him too. I don’t know of a single person who didn’t – that’s one helluva legacy. It’s with both a heavy heart & a smile that I write this…RIP, Little Man, RIP.
Mary Kenniston
This photo was taken by Pete Fleming in the early '70s at the Hi-Cue Billiard Lounge in Elizabeth, NJ.