JAM said:In front of a full house of onlookers, I stepped up to the plate against the mighty Nick Varner. Yeah, that's right. That's the same Nick Varner that's in the BCA's Hall of Fame. Folks say he's supposed to be some sort of champion, but it didn't matter none to me.
Nick Varner was giving out autographs like candy, having his picture taken with the railbirds, acting like some sort of celebrity. I mean, the nerve of him, coming to my hometown pool room and throwing his weight around. Well, I decided to give this so-called pool legend a lesson. Folks say he was unbeatable and was now in the prime of his pool-playing career.
I had no fear, and when Varner asked if anyone wanted to play a game of 9-ball, I walked right on up to the table and said, "Flip 'em, Nickie Baby." Winning the flip, I broke the balls, but came up empty. Nick Varner methodically ran the balls, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and eight.
Now this is where it gets interesting. Nick had a straight-in shot on the 9-rock. Most champions would have just split the wicket, but I know that Nick's nerves got the best of him. Some champion he was. He missed it by a mile, allowing me to snatch the almighty win in front of my peers.
Nick Varner is compared to many pool champions, past and present, but he couldn't get past me. I think this game, me defeatin Nick Varner in the prime of his career, is so significant that it should be broadcast and published throughout the pool media. In fact, I'm going to start writing letters to the pool media right now and demand this factoid be published.
I even got a T-shirt that says "I Beat Nick Varner Playing 9-Ball," so I can prove it.
Stay tuned and I'll tell you about the time I beat Willie Mosconi, too. These champion players are heralded as the best. Little does the public know that they got beat by me, one time in one isolated little pool hall. It's very noteworthy and should go down in the record books, IMHO. The rest of their pool-playing career shouldn't mean squat if they can't get by me.
JAM
Yeah but does Nickie remember the match.
There is a great story that goes around St Louis of Louie Roberts going on the road & stopping in this little diner in Arkansas that just happened to have a bar table. Louie asked if anyone wanted to play & got busted by the fry cook.