My grudge match with Drew

9BallPaul

9BallPaul

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A certain AZ poster named Drew has been dogging me for months because he disagrees with my politics, as expressed on the NPR forum.

I did my best to ignore him, but he kept pecking away with his comments. Imagine being nibbled to death by a duck.
Finally we met up for a gambling session at Hank's Billiards in Denver.

Didn't surprise me in the least that he's a young punk. I'm an old post-stroke victim who turned 63 years old this summer. I got from my truck into the pool room with the aid of a cane.

As expected, Drew was a young punk -- I'm guessing in his 20s. We started with 9-ball, race to seven. I won the first, Drew offered to double the bet, and I won again. He asked for a spot.

He got the eight first, then the seven, and finally the seven-eight. By that time I was into four figures, but out of respect for Drew, I'll keep the actual figures private. He's a dumb kid with a big mouth and no game to back it up.

Drew was asked to show up with a satchel full of cash. He did. We played the last set for the satchel, because I needed something to transport all the green.

I played that set with my cane. I allowed Drew to play with my Joss West. Drew was on the phone to his mother when I left the pool hall with his satchel of cash.
 
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9BallPaul said:
A certain AZ poster named Drew has been dogging me for months because he disagrees with my politics, as expressed on the NPR forum.

I did my best to ignore him, but he kept pecking away with his comments. Imagine being nibbled to death by a duck.
Finally we met up for a gambling session at Hank's Billiards in Denver.

Didn't surprise me in the least that he's a young punk. I'm an old post-stroke victim who turned 63 years old this summer. I got from my truck into the pool room with the aid of a cane.

As expected, Drew was a young punk -- I'm guessing in his 20s. We started with 9-ball, race to seven. I won the first, Drew offered to double the bet, and I won again. He asked for a spot.

He got the eight first, then the seven, and finally the seven-eight. By that time I was into four figures, but out of respect for Drew, I'll keep the actual figures private. He's a dumb kid with a big mouth and no game to back it up.

Drew was asked to show up with a satchel full of cash. He did. We played the last set for the satchel, because I needed something to transport all the green.

I played that set with my cane. I allowed Drew to play with my Joss West. Drew was on the phone to his mother when I left the pool hall with his satchel of cash.
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What??? you have to be kidding????? I don't think Drew would bet water was wet!!

JIMO
 
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9BallPaul said:
A certain AZ poster named Drew has been dogging me for months because he disagrees with my politics, as expressed on the NPR forum.

I did my best to ignore him, but he kept pecking away with his comments. Imagine being nibbled to death by a duck.
Finally we met up for a gambling session at Hank's Billiards in Denver.

Didn't surprise me in the least that he's a young punk. I'm an old post-stroke victim who turned 63 years old this summer. I got from my truck into the pool room with the aid of a cane.

As expected, Drew was a young punk -- I'm guessing in his 20s. We started with 9-ball, race to seven. I won the first, Drew offered to double the bet, and I won again. He asked for a spot.

He got the eight first, then the seven, and finally the seven-eight. By that time I was into four figures, but out of respect for Drew, I'll keep the actual figures private. He's a dumb kid with a big mouth and no game to back it up.

Drew was asked to show up with a satchel full of cash. He did. We played the last set for the satchel, because I needed something to transport all the green.

I played that set with my cane. I allowed Drew to play with my Joss West. Drew was on the phone to his mother when I left the pool hall with his satchel of cash.
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Paul,

I'm sending this to you in a private message because I can't post this on AZ.

I'll want to be perfectly honest with you. You made a couple of good moves, played a couple of good cards and all, the fake cane and the post-stroke old man thing (like 63 is old LOL) <smile face> , but you really should have given him a little back as an investment for next time, a little bustarella walking stick. Capiche???

Don't forget the oxygen bottle and nose hookup. Mayby you could have at least waited for his mom to show and play her double or nothing, or convince her to back him with a little more weight or even get a dinner date and some nookie if she's hot (don't forget, she could be half your age).

Anyway, don't get me wrong. You did good - but just not real good.

Your friend,

Chris
 
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The bumper sticker for NPR is - "Even if you beat me Obama still sucks". Or for the other side "Even if you beat me Obama is still great."

Or "IF you beat me then it's Obama's fault"

Or, "Obama stole the free water from Hank's"
 
9BallPaul said:
A certain AZ poster named Drew has been dogging me for months because he disagrees with my politics, as expressed on the NPR forum.

I did my best to ignore him, but he kept pecking away with his comments. Imagine being nibbled to death by a duck.
Finally we met up for a gambling session at Hank's Billiards in Denver.

Didn't surprise me in the least that he's a young punk. I'm an old post-stroke victim who turned 63 years old this summer. I got from my truck into the pool room with the aid of a cane.

As expected, Drew was a young punk -- I'm guessing in his 20s. We started with 9-ball, race to seven. I won the first, Drew offered to double the bet, and I won again. He asked for a spot.

He got the eight first, then the seven, and finally the seven-eight. By that time I was into four figures, but out of respect for Drew, I'll keep the actual figures private. He's a dumb kid with a big mouth and no game to back it up.

Drew was asked to show up with a satchel full of cash. He did. We played the last set for the satchel, because I needed something to transport all the green.

I played that set with my cane. I allowed Drew to play with my Joss West. Drew was on the phone to his mother when I left the pool hall with his satchel of cash.
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You just keep asking for it.....don't expect any sympathy when Drew owns you yet again.
 
Since apparently you have to lie about being a "top player" and beating Drew when it is clear to everyone you have no game, it leads me to believe.....

You suck at trout fishing too.
 
JB Cases said:
The bumper sticker for NPR is - "Even if you beat me Obama still sucks". Or for the other side "Even if you beat me Obama is still great."

Or "IF you beat me then it's Obama's fault"

Or, "Obama stole the free water from Hank's"
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Actually it's "Obama's a commiefascistsocialistNaziMuslimAfricanalienwhowasneverborn" vs. "LOL".

pj
chgo
 
If it is true, I'm glad you finally did what you said you'd do and play Drew. It took long enough!

Now what?

Jeff Livingston
 
For all of you doubters out there, I'm trying to post some video on Youtube. Shows me running out the final rack with my cane, and Drew handing over the satchel. But I'm technically challenged so....
 
9BallPaul said:
For all of you doubters out there, I'm trying to post some video on Youtube. Shows me running out the final rack with my cane, and Drew handing over the satchel. But I'm technically challenged so....
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Unless we see a video of you running out the final rack with a cane and Drew handing over the loot, it didn't happen except in your dreams. ;)
 
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