one of my many road hustles
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My first encounter with chris was at chris's billiards in chicago. he gave manual chau the breaks on the big table race to 21 for a dime.he beats manual 21-20 to say he out ran the nuts is an understatement. by the way 200 of the 1000 was mine.I made a mental note that day that this guy plays strong.fast forward 2-3 yrs he is back in chicago , but with big john(strong arm) .they offer me the last 3 on the bartable . everyone seems to think I'm stealing except me! I decline the game and everyone calls me a nit and basically makes fun of me.Chris says he'll play the ghost without ball in hand. now I think he can't win but decide not to bet. he ends up 18 games ahead before everyone stops betting.Thats when I chimmed in"you see the last three would have got me broke....morons. tom mccluskey
My first encounter with chris was at chris's billiards in chicago. he gave manual chau the breaks on the big table race to 21 for a dime.he beats manual 21-20 to say he out ran the nuts is an understatement. by the way 200 of the 1000 was mine.I made a mental note that day that this guy plays strong.fast forward 2-3 yrs he is back in chicago , but with big john(strong arm) .they offer me the last 3 on the bartable . everyone seems to think I'm stealing except me! I decline the game and everyone calls me a nit and basically makes fun of me.Chris says he'll play the ghost without ball in hand. now I think he can't win but decide not to bet. he ends up 18 games ahead before everyone stops betting.Thats when I chimmed in"you see the last three would have got me broke....morons. tom mccluskey
In the South
Was that in Pensacola? P-Cola has a good player named Pablo Matheau. I'm in the Navy, so I went there right after boot camp and hit the pool halls. The first place I find is this little room about three miles outside the gate. It turns out to be owned by Rick Howard, not David Howard's brother, but the other one. That dude was old school. He was awesome. I end up playin him like $10 a game and stayin even with him, I guess not knowing who he was and seeing that he could play had me playin over my head. He was cool though. After realizing I wasn't some dumb Navy kid he was gonna rob, he started telling me old road stories. One of the coolest experiences I've had. We all know how much we pool players love the stories. Then, I get stationed in Jax a couple of months later and run into David Howard at his room on the West Side and that guy loves to talk about the old days, more than anybody you'll ever meet. He can back it up though with his credentials. Now, as far as story tellers go, I think Johnny Ross in Jax can give anybody the 8, anybody!
Was that in Pensacola? P-Cola has a good player named Pablo Matheau. I'm in the Navy, so I went there right after boot camp and hit the pool halls. The first place I find is this little room about three miles outside the gate. It turns out to be owned by Rick Howard, not David Howard's brother, but the other one. That dude was old school. He was awesome. I end up playin him like $10 a game and stayin even with him, I guess not knowing who he was and seeing that he could play had me playin over my head. He was cool though. After realizing I wasn't some dumb Navy kid he was gonna rob, he started telling me old road stories. One of the coolest experiences I've had. We all know how much we pool players love the stories. Then, I get stationed in Jax a couple of months later and run into David Howard at his room on the West Side and that guy loves to talk about the old days, more than anybody you'll ever meet. He can back it up though with his credentials. Now, as far as story tellers go, I think Johnny Ross in Jax can give anybody the 8, anybody!
thanks for propsCheessehead said:
you have to be able to play to understand this storyKevin Lindstrom said:
I remember when strong arm john sent chris & another guy in hot shots in baltimore to play tony long,(mind you,john is a friend of tonys)john dont come in but tony beats them both,5 mims. later john comes in & says to tony,"you did get better didnt you,i send two of my best in & you beat both,not long after that tony quits pool for 9 years, he just started playing again last week after the & sad & sudden death of his girl.If big john reads this, i hope he calls tony,im sure he would like to hear from him.
he was playing eddie a and getting weight I thinkMike B. said:
not true tony had denver stuck but he got even.the next day denver beat him.8&snap said:
i gave tony the 8 ball and one two sets
yes i was in a good game lol.mikeiniowa said:
xianmacx said:
WELL SAID....It won't take long and they will run him off as well, can't appreciate that these guys come on here and share information/stories.
This isn't Church-School-Daycare it's a poll/billiard forum appreciate what these guys come on here and share, you might learn something. And if you have MICROSOFT WORD on your computers you can copy/paste to MICROSOFT WORD and correct it any way you see fit.
The amount of time you spent complaining about how he typed his story here you could have copy/paste into MICROSOFT WORD and not commented here. JMO
Hilarious
One of the funniest things I've ever read here. My wife kicked my ass out of bed as I was laughing so hard. You should submitt to SNL.
Iowa Mike said:Proper form would help....... Please allow me to correct your story as I am an aspiring novelist of the highest order... I stayed at a Holiday Inn Express this morning.
My road partner and I along with, "The Saw" went to a no name town and in this town there is a bar named "Red Robin" yes like the restaurant but don't let that fool you it was a rough and tumble like place. The best player is a dude named Pablo. My friend played Pablo for 50 $1 bills a game. We have to give el Pablo the 6 from either of us or else he will bring in the Marachi's and sing us to death. "The saw" wins 500 clamaroos' at 50 a game.
Not bad, but the guy with all the money is the moth******* I'm after. After the horrible disappointing loss, el loser Pablo "dogged me like a stray dog" to play. I decided to acquiesce and played him at 50 a game and I lose 500 green backs right back to el chump Pablo perfectly bringing us even. The cashola dude with the green that I want to pocket like a hangin' 9 ball arrived to witness this exchange. I played this freak with the cash (who consequently needs the last six like a bag of poo). I ran the numbers in my head using euclidean geometry with base factoring and probability matrix's and decided to play "big bucks" for 300 a game giving him the black ball also known as the 8. I stalled like a 76' Pinto because it was out of line. I deftly ground $4000 from his wallet by the end of the exchange leaving him wearing a wife beater and depends for adults.
Now, this "tool box" Pablo wanted to play me again seeing how I'm flush from murdering "trailer park huggies." I decide to play act like I'm Eddie Murphy in Beverly Hills Cop (part 1 not the rest of the trash) and I act scared and slightly put off by his request and on bended knee say that my partner will play while I squirt Visiene in my eyes to make it look like I'm crying. However, my Meryl Streep impression does not work and he keeps pestering me like a fat kid in $.99 cent donut shop with $.97 cents. I tell him that I can not win against his nearly invincible "Efr-earl Strick-eyes" play for 50 stripper candies a game, but I think that his kojones will shrivel up and plop in the toilet if he tries to play me for $300 a rack. As it turns out I was a prophet as the near future shows me with 3000 donuts in my fat ass pocket, and now he really can't play for $300 a game cause he lost his rent, car payment, and his doctor bills money. The only way to save face is he has to go home and commit "seppuku" with a dull spoon. Some "toy truck" from the crowd of onlookers wants to play now. But, this "pocket monkey" wants the 6, 7, and 8 ball. I refer to him as Senor Wrinkles cause he was like dust he must have been from Egypt or something like 7000 years old. I played el Mummy for 800 quarters a game (a.k.a 200 smoochers). He lost 2000 green backs (runnin' out of synonyms here) all because I lost 500 green pieces of paper called dollars to Pablo.
The End
(Ghost Written by Iowa Mike) a.k.a "The Man" a.k.a "Super Ninja"
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One of the funniest things I've ever read here. My wife kicked my ass out of bed as I was laughing so hard. You should submitt to SNL.
My mistake,sorry,i fell asleep while he was playing denver & didnt go the second night,i'll ask tony tommorow when he comes over,im sure the story will be the same as yours if he remembers,by the way,if you see john, pm me & i'll give him tonys #. Let me know the next time you come thru & dinners on me.real bartram said:
ok thanks i will do8&snap said:
androd said:
I don't have an English professor hat. My point back then was that people should know how to use the RIGHT spelling of the word they want to use. That's all.
And it was in a SEPARATE THREAD as a point ALL BY ITSELF.
I don't go around scolding people inside their threads for their bad grammar.
But just to cheer you up here is something you can watch that also makes my point in a much more fun way.
http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=Mj6QqCH7g0Q
If I HAD an English Professor hat though then I reserve the right to put it on and take it off whenever I damn well please. And one of those times would be when a real top notcher is kind enough to entertain me with one of his road stories.