Pete came through Eau Claire, wi ......
Awe man,I hate to here that news.
I'll tell ya what,that guy had about as much fire power as anyone I have ever seen.I went on a couple road trips with him.We always had alot of fun and good times.He told me forever that he taught Earl the Pearl how to play pool.And I think I heard Earl admit to that as well.
Quick story..We were somewhere In SC and he sent me Into this place,( It was a bar/ bait store,Well Pete had to stay out In the car cause they knew him around there and that would have knocked my action.Well I beat the owner out of a few hundred but the guy got drunk on whiskey while we were playing and got all rednecked and woundn't pay me the last set.Well I said ok then and I got out of there as fast as I could,( It was fixin to get ugly) When I got In the car and told Pete what happened he went off and we rented a room there for the night so Pete could go back and knock the window out of the joint,LOL.Lucky for us It didn't work out cause the cops were thick around the place all night.
For the one's that didn't know him,he stood straight up when he played and left his bridge finger just hang loose and not connected to his middle finger.He had one heck of a high gear,I'm tellin ya!! He wasn't scared of anyone! First time I ran Into him,I got him to paly some banks.He didn't like that to well and from then on he called me Straightback Brumback,LOL
Man I miss him already.RIP Pete Horn.He was very well liked everywhere we went!!John B.
The place was the Happy Hollow in Eau Claire, Wi.
They called me up and said there was this guy from Menomonie that wanted to play some pool. I came flying down to the bar because there was nobody in Menomonie that could beat me. Menomonie was about 25 miles from Eau Claire.
I walked into the place and there was this big guy in Bib overalls. He seemed like a pretty nice guy. We made a game real quick. A race to 9 for $200.00.
This guy shot pretty good. I mean real pretty good. I was only about 25 years old at the time but i played pretty good on that bar table. Especially the one we were playing on.
I asked him again, Where you from. Pete said Menomonie. I told him that I knew everyone that played pool from Menomonie and that he wasn't one of them. He then replied Menomonie Fall. Down by Milwaukee. This kind of got him off the hook because I didn't hardly know anyone from down by Milwaukee at that time.
We played another set and i won. I don't recall what the score was on either set but he won the first one and I won the second.
He wanted to play for $500 but I told him I'd play for $300.
I was having a little trouble drawing the ball. I got out of line on some shape and it cost me that next set for sure.
As I started the next set one of the patrons of the bar came up to me in the bathroom and told me that Pete was switching the cue balls. Sure enough. When he scratched he would get the cue ball for me and that is when he would switch them. If he won the game he would switch them back before he broke. If the patron wouldn't have told me I wouldn't have figured it out until I was broke. And then maybe not.
He had a heavy one that was the same size as the one that was on the table. With those big bib overalls you couldn't tell if he had 5 cue balls.
It was a slick move and one that I never forgot.
It might have cost me $600.00 that day and I might have lost anyway but it saved me $1,000's over my lifetime. I never had that happen again.
Besides that, I had enough of this guy. He shot too good. The cue ball thing gave me a perfect reason to quit. I don't think he hardly missed a ball.
Pete was a really nice guy. He was just out on the road trying to make the money as fast as he could just like all roadplayers during that time.
I only saw Pete one time after that at a tournament. He wasn't there for the tourny and it seemed nobody knew him. I think he was a little worried about me saying something to someone. But he didn't know that nobody there knew me either.
Pete was there for the hustle. I was there for the tourny.
I think he must have been about 5 years older than me. he couldn't have been over 65 when he passed.
I know this though. If we would have lived in the same area we would have become best of friends.
He really seemed like a nice guy..............