Mystery Indianapolis Player?
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The guy looks a little familiar but I can't remember his name right now. It is NOT Jimmy Reid or Toby Sweet. That much I can tell you.
Watch
I don't recognize the player but I recognize the watch. Its a Pulsar P-2. I still have mine and it keeps perfect time.
I don't recognize the player but I recognize the watch. Its a Pulsar P-2. I still have mine and it keeps perfect time.
That guy is not Keith, it's Vladimir Putin.
I almost bought that watch, in gold instead of silver, in 1975.
It was $150 in the Navy Exchange in Taipei.
Digital was new at the time, so I didn't buy it.
I bought an 18K gold-plate Bulova Accutron for around the same price.
cost more than a Rolex when new. one as nice as yours can bring 1,000-1,200bux.
Guys the reason he looks familiar to all of you is because that dude literally looks like EVERY guy from the late 70s down to the shirt and the porn 'stache.
So youre saying it might be Harry Reems? :duck:
He looks like 100 guys from that era , but I don't think he was a top player. I agree that it isn't Jimmy Reid or Toby Sweet,, my first thought was Matlock , same nose, but I don't think so .
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David is left handed.
I swear he looks familiar to me, one of the local hustlers who used to be all over Ohio and Indiana back in the day. I never knew all their names. There must have been over a hundred shortstop level players running around the Midwest, gambling in bars and poolrooms back in the 60's and 70's. There was action everywhere back then! And a decent player could grind out a living if he was careful.
For all I know I may have played this guy myself. In a ten year period I gambled with hundreds of different guys, rarely ever turning down a game. I've had guys come up to me at tournaments years later and tell me about a game we played. They remembered where and when and how much we played for. Most of the time I didn't remember them or the game. I may have just remembered being in that town and playing a couple of people. I did remember the guys who beat me though!
P.S. I was nothing like Dean who posts on here. He would lay down and make sure he had a good game before showing any speed. He was much smarter than me! I wanted to play every day. And I'd just walk in, go right to the counter and ask if there was anyone who wanted to play. I got games quick that way!
P.P.S. He kind of reminds me of a guy who I used to see in the daily Ring game in Richmond, IN. They played $1 on the five and $2 on the nine. If you made one out of turn, it spotted back up and you kept on shooting. I had a job working nearby in the Leland hotel for a few months on the night shift (11PM to 7AM). I'd get up in the afternoon and go over to the poolroom and eat one of their Sloppy Joe beef sandwiches for lunch (so good!). Then I'd get in the game. I was maybe 21-22 then and had been playing for three or four years. I could play a little, good enough to beat that game for 20 or 30 bucks on most days. That is, until one day when someone stole my cue when I went to the bathroom. There were five or six guys there and no one saw anything! I knew that I was no longer welcome in that game and never went back, except to eat lunch. :wink:
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You'd think so but everyone out there believes he is a complete unknown who just made up A Frame for himself. It's the leading theory at the moment. If he was a champion, he would have been id'd long ago. JMHO;
Plus the word winner/champion is missing from the frame plaque.
There were a lot of good players back then...a road player could go broke to an unknown.
I mentioned a few years ago about Dave Charette....he lost to Mike Carella in a finals at
Farhat’s Velvet Rail in Lansing....beat a bunch of champions to get there.
When I asked what he was doing, nobody knew him.
I know I’ve seen this guy....it’s the way he holds his head over the cue.
Complete unknown might not be accurate.
He could be a really great player , who never left his home base, there are a lot of them out there.
Lots of real good players came through Columbus Ohio and didn't know Kenny McCoy was, waiting for them to play some 5 dollar nine ball, and end their careers.
I watched half a dozen up and coming road players get beat so bad , they left town knowing they were in the wrong business.
First time Jim Rempe came through Ohio he played Kenny to a draw. He told me later that was the best player he had ever played.
Call the man by his right name, youse guys...
...the word on the road was beware of THE TRUCKDRIVER in Columbus....
