Old School Pool Players

freddy the beard said:
The most important point to be made, is you gotta love it. If you dont really love it, then the unacknowledgement, hardships, and economic drizzles certainly dont warrant committing to that path. That's why I have such a hard time finding someone I want to teach. Prospective students like pool, want to improve, want to do good in tournaments, etc. But would they take a plane to upstate NY to look for a master player, Sailor Barge, who tried to remain anonymous and hidden, in a hundred mile sq area, just to be able to ask him a few pool questions, like I once did?
If you say no to that question, then go to school or find a square job. The pool life aint for you.

the Beard

For each of us there is a path with heart. For a man to be happy that path must be choosen and that course must be stayed. There will be momentary regrets when worldly rewards are limited but the heart will rejoice when the doors to the worlds of laughter, friends and the true beauty in life are opened and audited.

I have the utmost respect for you guys that stayed your course and put your uniquely human touch on the world of pool. You were perhaps choosen to be there and have a positive influence on the people you met along the way... as you are now.
 
An adage I picked up in some older pool journals:

In the pool world, we've all known a few of them. They're the "Road Players." These are the traveling gunfighters, who know no other way of life than betting it all and hanging on the edge. Most of the greats of today started out this way, but for every one who made it, there are at least a hundred who did not survive.

Shake and Bake, when asked about the good old days before he passed, said:

I've got a lot of good friends and good memories of a lifestyle that only a few people are fortunate enough to ever experience.

JAM
 
Competition and challenge

Steve - Detroit said:
Bill, I have a question on this and would love to hear your response (or Freddie or Grady or anyone else that wants to respond).

Was it the action that brought you to the game? The reason I ask is that there are often posts about how pool needs to clean up its image if its ever to be taken as a serious sport. Isn't it the action that attracts the talent to the game?

We know you're a gambler as were most, if not all, of the names you mentioned. If you chose a different profession, you'd still be a gambler, maybe horses or cards or whatever. If you weren't a gambler, would you still have worked on your game to elevate it to the level that you did? Or was it the action that first attracted you.

Competition and challenge. The action and gambling was just a good way to keep score.

the Beard
 
Thanks, pal

JimS said:
For each of us there is a path with heart. For a man to be happy that path must be choosen and that course must be stayed. There will be momentary regrets when worldly rewards are limited but the heart will rejoice when the doors to the worlds of laughter, friends and the true beauty in life are opened and audited.

I have the utmost respect for you guys that stayed your course and put your uniquely human touch on the world of pool. You were perhaps choosen to be there and have a positive influence on the people you met along the way... as you are now.

That was beautiful and much appreciated. Thank you.

the Beard
 
crawfish said:
It's all relative. Some people measure success on material possessions. Some measure on wealth. Some measure on career. I measure on value of life. Do I wake up in a good mood. Do I provide for my children? Do I enjoy every day? Am I happy within myself. I judge people on their expectations and quality of life. Basically, for some people, you don't need wealth, in a traditional sense, to be happy.

This IMO is a great perspective and view.

Banana"s Roriguez died a few years ago and had done pretty well in his life and eventually owning the Room of "HIS DREAMS". At his funeral someone brought up the idea that it was too bad he hadnn't chosen a different past. I understood what they meant, but still, it bothered me.

Life is about choices and living with the consequences of those choices. I think Bananas lived life to the fullest and really had a good time. Sure, when he left, he had few valuable posessions, and no children. He probably spent some holidays alone and questioned some of his own choices at times, but, who hasn't.

When I moved to San Antone around 1999 I hadn't played a game in about 6 years and hadnn't seen Rodriguez in near 20 years. One day I dad some time and decided to stop by Bananas Billiareds just to see if I would recognize anyone. As I walked through the door and towards the tables, an elderloy man grabbed me by the arm and called me by my little used nickname.

He was a bit old and slow, but, had that little twinkle in his eye and for a few seconds, he had me, I was clueless as to who he was. It was abvious and pretty easy to put together that it was Bananas as he asked if I knew who he was. We talked for an hour as he brought uup name after name and laughed his ass off about different characters and some he missed and respected. He loved Craig Stevens, Miami, and called them his personal pigeons and talked so badly about Puckett, but allowed nobody else to.

I mentioned that it looked as if I were going to have to learn to play 1-pocket and that I had probably plyed less than 20 games in my life. He looked me right in the eye and said he was tired but to meet him there at 11:00 am the next day.

The next day I reported right at 11:00 and the old man stood right there at that table with me for 41/2 hours going over shots over and over and over again until he was satisfied I understood exactly what he was trying to TEACH. He loved teaching and especially to those willing to listen.

Bananas became ill and bed ridden shortly after that and I spent little time with him which is really too bad and a bad roll for me. He was a great instructor, and so patient.

Bananas lived a great life and I'm sure he had regrets, but lived so much more than most and had a vault of memories worth more than some treasures. He took with him far more than he came into this earth with.

He was a Sly Old Dog!!!
 
Fatboy said:
My choice in life was made for me, I wanted to be a pool player, but I didnt get a drop of natural talent, what took me 5 years to achieve took some of my friends 2 years to achieve. I stuck with pool for over 10 years and couldnt put together enough winable action to live on. I simpally didnt play good enough, i would in spots. There is nothing like winning, but I looked at where I would have ended up if I stayed in pool full time and I didnt like what I saw myself being in another 20 years. So I kept my eyes open for something I had talent for, I found it. In that world I was Efren, so leaving the pool hall for a different hustle I was the best at it made leaving pool easy, and I liked the $$$ and the rush. I never looked back, that lasted 3 years(the Feds shut it down-but 14 years later they still talk about me, i am a ledgend in a small world,much smaller than pool) it gave me the seed $$$ to do other things, i still played some pool the whole time but no action. Now I'm well healed and wanting to come back and play again but until my back is sorted out I play when I can. If I had any kind of talent for pool I wouldnt be where I'm at today thats for sure but I dont know if I'm any happier now or not.

to this I would like to add what i learned in the pool room first watching Billy, Tooth, Davenport, Snake in Oakland, Buster in La, and many more, i learned how to make a game for myself, but more importantly I took those skills the art of negating a game into the world I mentioned above-telemarkering and became the best there ever was, I knew it deep inside me I was the best, there was only one other guy who could pitch close to my speed but he had a drug problem I didnt, Jay Helfert will verify this too. I went from the pool hall to making 5 dimes a week working 4 hours a day on the phone, I never had that feeling in pool of complete and total confidence that there was no-one better than me, I have played like a chamion in spots for 15 minutes here and there, but on the phone calling someone I never spoke to and getting a check in the door from Fed-x the next day for $10,000 for a 45 minute call is a rush-same as making a score in pool, I told Dave Knottingham about it and he said" dont look back at pool" he was a great friend and pool hustler and played good not great. But the Feds broke it up 3 years later and alot of people went up on time in the joint, I didnt because I never lied, I just learned to move good and sell people on the idea they had the best of it. I spoke to Archer about this once and he summed it up perfectly "You knew it was for you" like pool was for him when he started, I knew my first week I was going to be the best-Archer did too. the rest is history.

God bless those of you born with the natural talent to play champion level pool, you were lucky enough to find what worked for you, I have the same love for the game I just cant make it work like the champions can. I've never had a square job in my life either, not because my parents had $$$ they didnt, I just cant handle a normal job or school-i'm a free spirit, telemarketing was come to the boiler room when you wanted too. I have had a life of freedom too, i wish everyone in the world could. I respect and thank those who dont. Were very lucky to have that freedom but like Billy said in this thread it can come at a price later in life. There isnt a retired pool players pension fund-shame. However everyone did come up big for bugs.

Dave Nottinham?? There's a blast from the past. He did pretty well for himself too.
 
Banana's

ironman said:
This IMO is a great perspective and view.

Banana"s Roriguez died a few years ago and had done pretty well in his life and eventually owning the Room of "HIS DREAMS". At his funeral someone brought up the idea that it was too bad he hadnn't chosen a different past. I understood what they meant, but still, it bothered me.

Life is about choices and living with the consequences of those choices. I think Bananas lived life to the fullest and really had a good time. Sure, when he left, he had few valuable posessions, and no children. He probably spent some holidays alone and questioned some of his own choices at times, but, who hasn't.

When I moved to San Antone around 1999 I hadn't played a game in about 6 years and hadnn't seen Rodriguez in near 20 years. One day I dad some time and decided to stop by Bananas Billiareds just to see if I would recognize anyone. As I walked through the door and towards the tables, an elderloy man grabbed me by the arm and called me by my little used nickname.

He was a bit old and slow, but, had that little twinkle in his eye and for a few seconds, he had me, I was clueless as to who he was. It was abvious and pretty easy to put together that it was Bananas as he asked if I knew who he was. We talked for an hour as he brought uup name after name and laughed his ass off about different characters and some he missed and respected. He loved Craig Stevens, Miami, and called them his personal pigeons and talked so badly about Puckett, but allowed nobody else to.

I mentioned that it looked as if I were going to have to learn to play 1-pocket and that I had probably plyed less than 20 games in my life. He looked me right in the eye and said he was tired but to meet him there at 11:00 am the next day.

The next day I reported right at 11:00 and the old man stood right there at that table with me for 41/2 hours going over shots over and over and over again until he was satisfied I understood exactly what he was trying to TEACH. He loved teaching and especially to those willing to listen.

Bananas became ill and bed ridden shortly after that and I spent little time with him which is really too bad and a bad roll for me. He was a great instructor, and so patient.

Bananas lived a great life and I'm sure he had regrets, but lived so much more than most and had a vault of memories worth more than some treasures. He took with him far more than he came into this earth with.

He was a Sly Old Dog!!!

When I was just a young'un in the Congress Bowl in Miami, Banana's was one of my first heroes. This is from my book, The GosPool.

"Bobby Strauss took a 58 game ($1740), One Pocket lashing, from one of the foremost grinders of all-time, "Bananas" Rodriquez from San Antonio, TX. He played him for $30 a game in a 72 hour session -- without a raise. Bananas, an old school hustler, had pool-water-torture raised to a fine art. Not even 70 plus hours of pool, and being a jillion games ahead, could entice Bananas to loosen up, and go for a marginal shot. His laborious preparation before every shot was maddening. He would take 2 to 3 minutes to drill in a hanger game ball. Even the sweators of the session -- of which I was one -- got the shivers watching Bananas' sadistic performance."

Ironman, was his first name Frank or Phil?

the Beard
 
freddy the beard said:
When I was just a young'un in the Congress Bowl in Miami, Banana's was one of my first heroes. This is from my book, The GosPool.

"Bobby Strauss took a 58 game ($1740), One Pocket lashing, from one of the foremost grinders of all-time, "Bananas" Rodriquez from San Antonio, TX. He played him for $30 a game in a 72 hour session -- without a raise. Bananas, an old school hustler, had pool-water-torture raised to a fine art. Not even 70 plus hours of pool, and being a jillion games ahead, could entice Bananas to loosen up, and go for a marginal shot. His laborious preparation before every shot was maddening. He would take 2 to 3 minutes to drill in a hanger game ball. Even the sweators of the session -- of which I was one -- got the shivers watching Bananas' sadistic performance."

Ironman, was his first name Frank or Phil?

the Beard

Freddy,

I'm 95% sure his first name was "Phil" and I'll tell you why. Whenever I hear of "Bananas" Rodriguez, I always think of "Mexican Phil", even though they're 2 different players. It's a "Pavlov's dog" kind of thing. When I here of one, I think of the other.
 
Smorgass Bored said:
Well, I've wasted my life, but I haven't wasted my WHOLE life..... yet.
Doug
( I still have time to be somebody... imo )



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Ur cat looks angry!!
 
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