Can be of course
Why can he be both a painter and a pool hustler

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When did you play Archer? Before he went corporate? Must have been madness to be in the box with a 20yr old Archer or Strickland.
A person can be of course but painting is a strain on the arms and you use the muscles unevenly. At the end of the day muscles on one side of your arm are sorer and stiffer than the muscles on the other side or maybe the triceps are fine and the biceps are sore. This plays hell with your stroke as does most manual labor. Very few people work hard all day and play decent pool afterwards, too many kinks here and there in their body.
I think George Breedlove(sp?), the Widow's husband, builds furniture full time. He used to have a standing offer to play anybody even that would work with him all week first.
I played Archer back when he was a kid. He was known as a bar box monster even then and might have won some big events. I was in a little backwater and too busy playing pool to watch it. The only pool I ever saw on TV was mostly by accident in these days before cable. The internet was in it's infancy too. I played fairly well and wasn't afraid to bet so I had made it into some road players journals and had a moderately steady stream of road players passing through. I was less than ten miles from Greenway also, a hub of the pool world back then. Somebody was steering road players at me there which several road players admitted after playing but they clammed up when I asked who so I never discovered if the person at Greenway was my friend or enemy!
Johnny introduced himself and waited for my reaction, expecting one I could tell. Never heard of him so I just said "I'm Hu, break!" I was very tough on my home turf. I benefited from not knowing the level of players I was playing sometimes too. Hard to be intimidated by someone you never heard of and I had only heard of maybe a half-dozen or so national class players, mostly older guys that had been at it for decades.
I have seen similar happen with friends. Walk in a place and see they are way over their head. Guys I really like, I am trying to figure out how to ease them out of the mess they are in. As I watch awhile waiting my chance I realize something funny. The person I know is playing a mile over his head and winning! If somebody had told them the real name of who they were playing, their arm would tighten up and they wouldn't be able to make a ball in the ocean!
You have been around enough to know things can be very funny and odd in gambling situations. While I very rarely gave a spot, I never took a spot. I had a decent income in the real world and there were no bragging rights when you beat someone taking a spot. The way I felt anyway.
I miss the old days of small time hustling. Truth is, like most old farts I miss the old days when pool was still pool and Hu was still Hu!:thumbup:
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