Oddest gamble you have seen

Just a goofy good time

I don't know if this is considered weird but me, two buddies, and the stake horse were out one time in Melbourne, Fl. for a pool tournament..

After that we end up staying the night in Kissimmee.. Let me tell you that they had one freakin place to play pool and the joint was closed..

Now we are sittin around with nothing to do, It was raining real hard that day and had stopped..

We decided to go play some $5 a hole goofy golf.. We get to the course and the man says we are closed as there were huge puddles of water on the course.

We proceeded to pay the man and play a round of goofy golf on this flooded out course with holes smaller than a virgin.. haha..

One guy won all the money and it damn sure wasn't me but we had fun..

After that we ended up at a restaurant that had one of those claw machines where you can win stuffed animals and bet on that..

The next day these monkeys want to go to disney world.. :p :p

I said drop me off at any pool room and pick me up on the way back.. :p

In the end we all made some money and it was a fun trip..
 
Nine Ball said:
I don't know if this is considered weird but me, two buddies, and the stake horse were out one time in Melbourne, Fl. for a pool tournament..

After that we end up staying the night in Kissimmee.. Let me tell you that they had one freakin place to play pool and the joint was closed..

Now we are sittin around with nothing to do, It was raining real hard that day and had stopped..

We decided to go play some $5 a hole goofy golf.. We get to the course and the man says we are closed as there were huge puddles of water on the course.

We proceeded to pay the man and play a round of goofy golf on this flooded out course with holes smaller than a virgin.. haha..

One guy won all the money and it damn sure wasn't me but we had fun..

After that we ended up at a restaurant that had one of those claw machines where you can win stuffed animals and bet on that..

The next day these monkeys want to go to disney world.. :p :p

I said drop me off at any pool room and pick me up on the way back.. :p

In the end we all made some money and it was a fun trip..


Just to add a funny lil story that happened while in Melbourne..

First time I'm standing at the brackets in the pool room and my buddy says someting about buddy hall winning the tournament.

I reply with buddy has no shot to win this tourn.. I wasn't being rude and it was just my opinion as I saw buddy was struggling at the table.. He was getting tired..

As soon as I say this a guy to my left moves out of the way and buddy hall is sitting right there looking at me.. I look at my buddy who laughs and I walk away..

Same day we are waiting at the elevator in the hotel and my buddy says something about buddy again and once again I say buddy has no chance to win..

I turn around to see the elevator doors wide open and buddy hall standing right there looking at me once again.

We all stood there and the doors close, Then my buddies start laughing.. I felt like an a$$ after that one.. heh
 
I know, I know...

I know this has nothing to do with the thread but it goes with part 1 and part 2 of the dumb story above.

This is right before we leave to go to Melbourne. I do not do this anymore and have not in years.

Me and my buddy go ahead and fire one up for the ride. Ten minutes later I got the munchies and say let's hit the burger joint across the street before we head out.

It was actually a Crystals. So we get in and they order and standing there. My eyes are fire red and glazed. I walk up to the counter and order 24 Crystal burgers. :p :p I notice my buddies start to walk away and keep looking at me.

So I pay for my order and look over to see them laughing at me. I coudn't figure it out so I turn around, Fire red glazed eyes to look dead into the face of a police.

In a stand still second which seemed like forever I nicely said hello and walked outside to light a cig.

Even though they couldn't do anything I still about s**t my pants when I tured around. I just didn't expect to see what I saw and my buddies knew how I would feel about it and that's why they were laughing..

I didn't think it was too funny..

Anyway, That's my worthless contribute to the thread. :)
 
Nine Ball said:
We decided to go play some $5 a hole goofy golf.. We get to the course and the man says we are closed as there were huge puddles of water on the course.

I lost $500 to a good friend of mine playing pool one time. He wasn't supposed to beat me, so I ended up going off. He and I bet often (I once beat him playing the card game speed for $2 a game for a few games and he never won, then we drew high card for double or nothing and I won six times in a row)

Anyway, we pass this one Putt-Putt place that I used to play in a tournament at and I say I know he can't beat me there. We played $20 per hole and I've never played as well as I did. I was hole-in-one for at least 10 of the first 12. He just quit and gave me the other 6 holes. I then bet him I could throw a ball from the club house and make a hole in one on a certain hole and hit that too.
 
This is kind of a two part story.

The poolroom we used to hang at was an allnight place that served food. They had a standing contest for who could eat the most loaded hotdogs. The dogs were like $1.75 a piece and the current record was 13. The deal was if you broke the record you ate free and won $50, if you didn't break it you had to pay for the dogs you ate. These weren't ordinary dogs they got loaded with anything the owner wanted (within reason). They had a chili pot that seemed to never get new chili only water to freshen up the nastiness.

This dude I knew was broke hungry and supposedly a big eater so we posted him up. He got to 10 and got his sick look on his face and started to get dizzy. He then ran outside on the hill and tossed the dogs in the yard. Here is where the bad part of the story comes in:

The attendant who fixed the dogs was laughing and jawing about him throwing up and going on. He then said "them dogs are still so fresh but I bet 200 I can't get nobody to go get a spoonful of 'em". Well this guy in the room said "lay it out". So it was a bet, but when the attendant saw he got his bluff called instead of a spoon he handed the guy a soup ladle and said "here's your spoon". The guy said F**k it and grabbed the ladle and headed outside. We all folowed thinking he was gonna back out but he didn't, one big ladle of chunks down the hatch. They had set a stipulation that the guy had to keep the spew down for an hour and couldn't drink anything so the guy knew what he was getting into. It was easily the sickest thing I have ever seen anyone do for money.

The worst part of the whole event for the dude is that he ended up at the hospital because of the ordeal and it cost him about a grand.
 
desert1pocket said:
Thrown into the tiny little slot where you deposit the coins. I'm not sure I could do it from two feet away. I first read about that bet on here a couple years back, and a few months later I saw it in person. IIRC, the bet was 35 tries, and he did it in about 26.

I can't do it from 5 inches away but I don't think it's urban legend, here's how I heard the story from a notorious gambler and friend:

He's in a poolroom in the days of cigarette machines and a guy walks in and wants $20 bets he can throw a quarter into the coin slot from 5 feet away. he gets many takers, measures off the 5 feet and with his reach has about 2 1/2 feet of "air travel" for the coin. He winds up and in a blur of the eye, "bang", he walks over pressed the coin return and out pops a quarter. Several people suspect a con and say ok lets do it again, they pull and rattle the coin return lever and he goes again...BANG...walks over, pulls the coin return and out comes the quarter.

He makes a couple hundred in 10 mins and then sits at the bar. My buddy goes up and asks him how he does it. He says the "trick" is you can't throw the coin vertically and keep it perfect enough to go in the slot, so he spins it and the leading edge catches the slot and goes in. My buddy says he still can't understand how he can do it. He says he just spent 10 years in prison and spent most of the time just setting up a matchbox with a slot in it throwing the coin, opening the box retrieving the coin, rinse and repeat, for 10 years. He said the moral of the story was that he had "learned a trade" while he was in.

Might be that same skilled craftsman.

Joe
 
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I saw a guy bet a marine that he wouldn't stick his finger in a metal fan. The fan cut the end of his finger off.
 
oddest gamble

Well the oddest gamble i was involved in was in Korea, i was there in 68-69 and at missle site on large mt, and we sleep in quansit hut at nite.while on duty, well our bet would be to get this giant bug bring him in hut pitch him up and bet on the wall he would crawl too. not much to gamble on there!!!:D :D :D :D
 
I saw a guy run out the door of the pool hall blindfolded and cross the street full speed for $100. The trick was, the pool hall was beside the busiest street in the city and it was lunch time. Somehow he made it across the street alive.

Also, there was a kid that would piss over a bus for money. He'd pull his butt back and swing his hips forward and shoot it over. I also just missed the coin trick at a pay phone but heard about it later.

A pro player came through looking to gamble and had two other guys with him. One was a poker pro(way before poker was this popular) and the other was a guy about 5'8 160lbs. The small guy was the armwrestler who was some kind of tri-state champ. He beat a friend of mine fairly easy that was around 5'11 220lbs and was known as a good armwrestler back then.

A funny story but not odd was a really small road player came through and the only action he could get was with a smartass kid for a $50 set on a bar box. The road player didn't miss a ball so the kid got pissed and said "What are you gonna do if I don't f***ing pay you?". The guy pulled out his knife and stuck it to the kids stomach and said "What do I gotta do?". That was the end of that lol... The same kid (I was a kid too) was down two sets to me and I wanted him to post the last set which I knew he didn't have. He got pissed and told me "Why don't we just got outside and fight for $50?" I told him to post lol but still offered to fight him.
 
The oddest gamble i ever seen was when i was in Viet Nam..The pilots of a Chinook helicopter were messing with the pilots of a Cobra helicopter gunship betting the Cobra pilots that they could beat them in a drag race..Well a 1/2 hour later the race was on and that big cumbersome grasshopper looking machine beat the Cobra !!!! So the Cobra guys had to grill steaks for the Chinook guys..Those were the days... :)
 
DeadPoked said:
It definitely wasn't this...

Salma_Hayek.jpg


That's for you hang-the-9 :D
we had a local radio station hold a contest recently..set up a bracket like the college tourney goin on ..but it was for hot girls!!..the winner was..salma hayek...(well deserved)
 
sde said:
An A Player who shall remain nameless was practicing one day, waiting for some action and "Big Calvin" (a C player on his best day)comes in and asks the A Player for a game.

The A Player says to post up the $$ and Big Calvin says he doesn't have any money, but will pay next week if he looses. :rolleyes:

This goes on for awhile until the A Player takes a bathroom break and after a few minutes Big Calvin also goes into the bathroom. I did not witness (for Russ) what happen next but the A Player told all of us there that while he sitting on the jon doing his thing Big Calvin came in, leaned over the stall and looking down at him :eek: asked to borrow $5.00 so they could play a race to 3!

Only those two know for sure what was said, but knowing both and based on all the yelling going on and the A Player screaming for Big Calvin to get the F out of there we all believed the story.

Steve
Is calvin still around? I used to play at campus Q in benton harbor, calvin got barred about 16 or 17 years ago. cant imagine why
 
jasonlaus said:
Is calvin still around? I used to play at campus Q in benton harbor, calvin got barred about 16 or 17 years ago. cant imagine why
He's still around and although i can't speak for the other rooms that has barred him, but i barred him at the Sands for spitting on the floor, hitting people up for spare change and playing on someone else's table when they went to the can. all in the same night.

M.C.
 
Bets

Well, I have seen a lot, pitching coins, pitching closest to the wall, betting on who could touch their foot to the fan blade, jumping flat footed over a seating bench at Shooters, pitching coins to the spot shot from 10 feet in back of the table, or off a step in back of the Challenge table, bouncing coins off the floor closest to the spot shot, watched Gabe cut cards for $50 a throw one night.

But, I am going to tell you about a bet I made with my cousin's friend for $10 when I was a freshman, and he was a senior in High School. They had been out drinking beer, and Rick, my cousin, said his friend could piss for 3 minutes straight without stopping, no stream interruptions, just one steady stream for 3 minutes. I have always been a rather short pee'r, so I took the bet. He peed a steady stream for 3 minutes and 50 seconds. I was timing him on a watch, and listening all the time he peed. Never have heard of anyone that could beat that.
 
The strangest gambling match I've seen happened three decades ago in the Great State of Georgia.

Michael "Geese" Gerace, a good one-pocket player from Maryland, was on the road, looking for any and all action. Somebody referred him to a steer from this little town in Georgia, who I learned upon arrival just happened to be a meat thief. In fact, this steer's whole family, including the children, went to grocery stores on a daily basis and stole meat. That's here nor there as far as the gambling match, but at any rate, the meat thief was who steered us to this pool room where there was supposed to be some good action. So off we went.

When we got there, a couple of high-rollers were playing in the back room for $1,000 a game. The back room was filled with smoke and sweating railbirds, as I recall, looking as if they'd been sitting there for days. Unfortunately, the guy Geese was hoping to play was already in action in the back room. :(

We were standing around in the main part of the joint, wondering what our next move was when a young scrawny teenager came up to Geese and asked if he was looking for a game. How surprising it was to be propositioned by a local. Usually, it is the road player who initiates the action. This should have been a dead give-away to an old road warrior like Geese, but at this juncture, his nostrils were wide open. He was there to get played. :rolleyes:

So he tells the kid, he'll play him some one-hole, but the kid didn't want any parts of any one-pocket action. He told Geese that he'd rather play him some 9-ball. Now, 9-ball was never Geese's best game, but when you're a road player, you must play all games, and so he gave him a counter-offer to play some one-handed 9-ball if the kid would give him a spot. :p

There was a pregnant pause in the conversation, while the kid went over to consult with a couple of his friends. He returned and said he'd play Geese even, with Geese shooting one-handed and the kid would play every shot behind his back. :cool:

Geese is the best one-handed player I have ever witnessed, better than Ronnie Allen, IMHO. So he agreed in a heartbeat. They flipped a coin, and the kid won the first break. He proceeded to slam the balls with a cue stick behind his back, pocketing a couple, and he ran out. Then he did it again and again and again and again. This scrawny little kid ran out like a champ, with the cue stick behind his back for every shot and break. I have never seen anything like it, even to this day. :eek:

About this time, you could fry an egg on Geese's head. He unscrewed his cue after losing 500, without ever firing a shot. We left abruptly, and the ride back to the hotel room was not very pleasant. This time, the old school campaigner was outsmarted by a young up-and-coming hustler. ;)

JAM
 
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I have seen a guy pee over a large green commercial trash dumpster. Then, for a hundred more, his girlfriend did it. I have four or five losing witnesses.
 
Would McCartney marrying Heather Mills without a prenuptial agreement qualify as an odd gamble? She pulled it off without ever making a ball. Her without a cue and him without a clue.

Clearly one of the best hustles ever.
 
Sick

huckster said:
Sounds like Don "the boot" Butrey he got his nickname from eating his boot. He has eaten a bicycle, a tire, lightbulbs, a ten foot tree, beer glasses, and other things. He also was a world class eater before contests were cool. He would be an older guy now if he is still alive. His schtick was to go into a strange bar and bet he could drink a beer and eat the bottle in an hour. He would cover all small bets from the whole bar and make a nice score between 500-1k almost everytime. I never did figure out how he didn't die, and how would a person figure out they had that talent?

I wonder what his other end looked like the next day....

Maybe

ken
 
JAM said:
The strangest gambling match I've seen happened three decades ago in the Great State of Georgia.

About this time, you could fry an egg on Geese's head. He unscrewed his cue after losing 500, without ever firing a shot. We left abruptly, and the ride back to the hotel room was not very pleasant. This time, the old school campaigner was outsmarted by a young up-and-coming hustler. ;)

JAM

Well, you told us who the loser was, now who was the winner? (my guess would be Johnny)
 
iba7467 said:
Well, you told us who the loser was, now who was the winner? (my guess would be Johnny)

You know, I was in my twenties then, and I was not cognizant of the players then, that I am aware of today. Whoever that kid was, he's probably in his forties today. He was skinny, not too tall like Johnny, and had dark brown hair.

This was a time when action was plentiful, and hustling on the road was a way of life for some players. They weren't the tournament soldiers that you see today. They called them "road agents."

Players of all games, they would sometimes make a good score that would sustain them on the road, but then there were other times that they got hustled, like this kid in Georgia. Western Union was a friend to many a road agent in this era, believe me. :o

Before the days of Internet and cell phones, players like Geese could travel the country under the radar and get played. Today, he wouldn't be able to walk in any pool room without being recognized.

Gone are the road warriors of yesterday. These pocket kings used to travel the land in pursuit of action in a wilderness that was full of opportunities. Today, that same wilderness has been replaced with sports bars, loud music, and smoking bans. And tournaments seems to be the most attractive way to showcase one's skills and earn a living for the majority players today.

JAM
 
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