I got up at 4:30 this morning. It was worth it. Great read.
Still reads well after 9 YEARS.
I got up at 4:30 this morning. It was worth it. Great read.
I worked with Cappy at Cue-Nique for many years...he was like a grandfather to me. He had a gentle way about him, but he wasn't afraid to set you straight if needed. Everyone respected him...because he respected everyone.
Most here are too young, and frankly I am too having just caught a bit of it. The loss of the Houseman is a sad reflection on pool. I think this is one of those reasons that there are so few serious pool rooms anymore.
Talking about Cue-Nique in Madison, for years they had a houseman called "Cappy". I don't even know if that related to his real name or not. Even though Jerry Briesath was the owner at the time, he never knew who I was. Cappy always did, or it sure seemed he did. Cappy would shoot some straight pool with you, or steer you to or away from a game as appropriate. I have no idea when Cappy passed, but he was probably the one person at Cue-Nique that I miss the most.
The houseman is the guy who watches out for regulars, teaches them how to play, welcomes you when you come into the room. Basically the person who used to make a pool room feel like a second home, rather than just another business to take your money. If he could teach you a thing or two, or just be there during the day so you know it might be worth your time to stop up, then you would keep coming back and the room would stay busy. At least that was the way it seemed to me.