Here's a James Walden story, the first time I had ever seen him in person, actually.
We're at the DCC, and the Executive West Hotel, as usual, was hopping with action galore. Every single table was busy.
After a 14-hour drive from D.C. to Louisvlle, we finally arrived. It was bone-chilling FREEZING cold that year. Our room wasn't ready yet, and so we had to sit in the lobby and wait. Keith runs into Jimmy Mataya's brother John and Ronnie Allen, and they want to take a taxi on over to the horse track. I was out-voted and reluctantly went, but couldn't stay long. I had somehow gotten the flu real bad, I soon discovered, with body aches, temperature, and the whole nine yards. Here it was the very first day of the DCC and I am so sick. Poor Keith caught the flu from me the next day. He could hardly get out of bed, much less play pool.
Harry Platis from Seattle arrives in Louisville. Keith and he hadn't seen each other in a long time. So, of course, Keith drags himself out of bed to go hang out with his friend Harry, who can shoot pool himself, a great banker. Harry and Keith have one thing in common, and that is their love for games of stake, especially in pool.
Night time comes, and Keith gets approached by James Walden to play some one-pocket. James had a partner with him. Keith consults with Harry, and the two of them decide to take on James Walden and his partner. By this time, it was close to midnight, and the TV table was vacant. So that is where they played. Soon some railbirds came to sweat the match because it was being broadcast live within the hotel TVs.
Harry and Keith gave it their all, and actually, I thought Harry was the one who was shooting the best that night, carrying Keith, but James and his partner always seemed to be one step ahead. I began to worry after Harry and Keith lost the second game, but they wanted to go at it again.
Soon Jose Parica came over and sat down next to me. He said, "Jennie, tell Keith and Harry, they can't win against these two guys" I said, "Jose, are you sure?" He said, "Yes, I am sure. They cannot win at this game against James and his partner." I relayed the message to Keith, but he didn't pay it no mind. I think they ended up losing three games total to James and this unknown entity. So it only hurt for a little bit, as they say.
To this day, I still don't know who that other player was who was James' partner. I get around and have seen quite a few players, but this guy is still unknown to me. He had kind of long blond hair and sported a beard, reminding me of ZZ Top. Whoever he is, he can sure play some pool and flies under the radar to this day. I have never seen him since!
JAM