yeah. that's what makes it the worst thing i ever won!
Oddest or worst thing you have won on a pool bet?
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yeah. that's what makes it the worst thing i ever won!
a redhead.
In the mid 70's, I won an antique Gibson guitar that said "The Gibson" on the head; a gold ring w/diamond chips as eyes on a Greek looking head as the design (custom made); and a Joss cue from before they split (1972). I have none of these things now: I gave away the guitar; sold the Joss in 1993 for $1,000; and I can't remember what happened to the ring.
All three of the above were because they did not have the money to pay me what was lost, not because they put it up, and the value of all 3 were higher than what was owed, accept the Joss - that was $120 in those days and that was what was owed.
Maybe not exciting but that's all I can remember, because other things were maybe drug related...I have no memory of those things, they were 1971 or earlier.
Dave
All three of the above were because they did not have the money to pay me what was lost, not because they put it up, and the value of all 3 were higher than what was owed, accept the Joss - that was $120 in those days and that was what was owed.
Maybe not exciting but that's all I can remember, because other things were maybe drug related...I have no memory of those things, they were 1971 or earlier.
Dave
wow man i was just kidding. there's a whole group of people in SF that might be a little upset with your comments though!
That is the funniest thing I have read all day!
uhm guys dont joke about these kind of stuff. just saying.
I once won two months rent from my landlord when I was in my teens. In fact it was the first place I ever lived on my own.
i beat a guy out all his cash 450 or so, his complete set of drywall tools, his cue, all of his mechanics tools and his pride lol. at the end the dude broke down and was trying to not cry. i waited til he was on his way out and did him a favor i wish someone would have done for me. i gave him his tools and 100 back so he could get to work the next week. plus i got to give him the big brother talk about life being more important than pool. he full on bawled and gave me a hug and i never seen him again. who knows if he ever even played again, i feel like i did the right thing.
I think it was 73 or 74, just not sure. I was in Denvr and things not going so great. me and a buddy are so broke we are sleeping in my car, 66 GTO down by the river on the south side of Denver.
each night we hang in the pool room down on South Santa Fe until about 2am and then off to the river and get some sleep before the sun is up and the bugs and mosquitos get so bad.
one night, quite late and vry frustrated Bob is bugging me to leave and I am stalling and for an unknown reason. Ikept saying just a few more minutes.
A guy walks through the door and asks if anyone wants to play some $3 nine ball. WIth total bankroll of $6 I nearly tackle the guy. By 8 am I had won $57cash. Then, I won his leather jacket, a 22 pistol, a lwan mower, a stereo. a chain saw, a B&w tv, his boots,(which i gave back to him), and a brand new electic can opener.
We hocked all that shit for like $300, got a room for a week and no, not the hilton, and went and ate at MR Steak! We were living great suddenly.
Atwo days later, a buddy gave me a tip on a horse and to the track we went. The race came up and I went to the window to bet a $10 dollar quinella. I got all confused and bet the wronf numbers and with the wrong ticket, hit the race for $740.
With that, we went on an incredible roll and by the years end had put together a Bankroll of about $12000! As ridiculous as all this sounds, it is the solemn truth and I think one of the craziestthingsthat ever happend to me. Al becasue Iinsisted we hang out just a few ore minutes and with a bankrollof $6.00!
You're way nicer than i am. I'd have been trying to trade his tools on here for a new cue or something.
i'm a guy and i joke about that stuff. anyone who's been in the service has dealt with a 4+ year running gay joke.
you ever see "Jarhead"? it's really like that
reminds me, not a funny story
A guy came into the local neighborhood bar that was usually my first and last stop of the evening. He wanted to gamble and I plucked him like a chicken. He didn't play very well to begin with and folded like a cheap rug when he got in the hole but kept right on betting until I busted him. That was honestly what most bangers would have done to him too. Walked out the door with him to send such a nice customer on his way and got a revolting surprise. There waiting in an old clunker with the engine off on a cold evening was his very pregnant wife and a small baby. I slipped her $80.00 and told her to tell him I gave her twenty and keep the rest to buy the baby food and diapers. Also told her to keep the moron away from pool tables, he was a lousy player at best. Told him the same thing a bit more politely but I doubt he listened.
It was my joy to play until somebody was flat busted in those days and then give them a little walking stick or tell them to go to hell depending on rather they had been a gentleman or jackass while we played. I didn't like the guy in the mirror much that night and I wondered for a long time how many people I had busted that it hurt their families. I seriously considered giving up gambling but in the end decided I'd be a little more careful who I gambled with and for how much. I never got the same pleasure out of busting folks again. Kind of a downer for a fun thread but I guess that decent little score was the worst thing I ever won that I know of.
Hu
A guy came into the local neighborhood bar that was usually my first and last stop of the evening. He wanted to gamble and I plucked him like a chicken. He didn't play very well to begin with and folded like a cheap rug when he got in the hole but kept right on betting until I busted him. That was honestly what most bangers would have done to him too. Walked out the door with him to send such a nice customer on his way and got a revolting surprise. There waiting in an old clunker with the engine off on a cold evening was his very pregnant wife and a small baby. I slipped her $80.00 and told her to tell him I gave her twenty and keep the rest to buy the baby food and diapers. Also told her to keep the moron away from pool tables, he was a lousy player at best. Told him the same thing a bit more politely but I doubt he listened.
It was my joy to play until somebody was flat busted in those days and then give them a little walking stick or tell them to go to hell depending on rather they had been a gentleman or jackass while we played. I didn't like the guy in the mirror much that night and I wondered for a long time how many people I had busted that it hurt their families. I seriously considered giving up gambling but in the end decided I'd be a little more careful who I gambled with and for how much. I never got the same pleasure out of busting folks again. Kind of a downer for a fun thread but I guess that decent little score was the worst thing I ever won that I know of.
Hu
Wow Hu, your post reminded me of something that happened in my poolroom in Bakersfield eons ago. A very similar experience. A guy comes in and wants to play someone for money. I accommodate him and proceed to clean him out at about $5 a game. After I've won fifty or sixty dollars a girl comes in with a baby in her arms. She sits down by the table and barely says hello to the guy I'm playing.
When she sees him handing me money she starts to cry softly. Pretty soon she's whimpering and he is trying to console her. She is mumbling about needing money for food and she doesn't know what they are going to do now. I'm not feeling so good now. A game or two later he is broke and quits. He hasn't said a word to me, just that he's quitting. She is just sitting there crying her eyes out now. I look at this scene and did something I've never done before or since. I walked over and gave him back his money, about $60. I told him to go buy food and quit playing pool to try to make money.
He didn't say a word, but she said thank you to me about ten times. I knew I had done the right thing, but later I couldn't help but wonder if I got conned. I'm still not sure to this day. If it was a con, it was a good one. They got me.
KSwiss10
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I was just thinking the same thing after reading two posts with almost the same story. Even if I thought it was a con I would still have given the money back because I would always think, what if it wasn't a con?
A guy was running his mouth one night about 9 years ago about how girls can't ply pool, I had just learned 9 ball an told him I'd play him. He laughed and said one race to 5 for $10 I didn't have any money so my hubby and his friend mike said make it 20 and we will put up the cash.... He laughed and said fine , I ended up winning 5-2. Took the 20 gave it back to the guy. ( they let me keep 10) the guy I played ran his mouth a bit more about how I got lucky and left. Haven't seen him again since lol not an odd story but i don't bet so that's all I had
proving him wrong....PRICELESS!!!:thumbup:
The way I see it, whether it's a con or not, money ends up in the hands of a woman with a baby. If she were rich and could already take care of the baby, I doubt she'd be working with some guy to con people at the pool hall.
So, no matter what, your money went to a young mother who needed it.
lol i kept his cue. 2 or 3 hundred dollar pechaur.
great post Hu. sometimes people get in over their heads and it takes losing everything before they realize what they have done. and even then there are the droolers that just keep going off and if you didnt bust em someone else would have. i have busted a few people and been busted more times than i would like to admit. point being i dont regret any of it, i learned from my mistakes and hopefully the other bustees did too lol.
Good one CreeDo. And for a conner, it must be the ultimate con to have something going which is so good that it doesnt matter if someone sees through it or not.