Here's Fat Wayne and Cigar Tom Vanover.
I knew Fat Wayne for a long time, way, way back when I was more active in the pool world with my road partner, Geese. :grin-square:
BTW, today is Geese's birthday. He would have been 64. May he rest in peace. :angel2:
Fat Wayne would play anybody for any amount of money. He knew how to match up really good. He's also a good steer man. I always liked Fat Wayne.
When I used to drink, I went up to Glen Burnie after midnight, feeling no pain, and I wanted to drum up my own action. I asked Wayne if he's spot me the 7, 8, 9, and the breaks. He jumped up and started racking the balls, wasting no time. I knew I was in trouble at this point. :embarrassed2:
I dropped a C-note, I think, and thanked him for the action. I never won a game.
We've always been good friends. I hadn't seen Wayne in a long time until Keith and I started going out. I was at my very first Super Billiards Expo with Keith, and I ran into my old friends, Wayne and Piano Man. I was at the Action Table pit, betting it up. I had never seen action like this before, people hollering, "I'll take the breaker for 20," "You got action," "I'll take the racker for 50. Any takers?" I was in the thick of it, betting with all the big boys. It was INSANE, that action, one little bar table surrounded by 200 people. Standing room only.
I looked over at the staircase, and there was Fat Wayne and Piano Man watching me bet it up, laughing to high heaven. They knew my nostrils were wide open. That was a happy memory for me. :grin: