The Best Ever List of Pool Nicknames
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Any list of best hustler names that omits geese can't be.
And there sure are a lotta duplicate entries.
Now I know how my boss feels looking at.my output.
And there sure are a lotta duplicate entries.
Now I know how my boss feels looking at.my output.
I always liked 'midget nuts'...for someone else, of course.
The Lannister boy has very large one's
One I didn't see at a quick look is Bobby Pickle. What was funny about the name, a guy introduces himself as Bobby Pickle in Buff's. He felt it necessary to explain that he wasn't the real Bobby Pickle but his name was Bobby and he sold pickles so the name was hung on him.
When I was a lot younger I hoped to open a pool hall sooner or later. I planned to call it Shaky Jake's Pool Hall for obvious reasons.
Hu
When I was a lot younger I hoped to open a pool hall sooner or later. I planned to call it Shaky Jake's Pool Hall for obvious reasons.
Hu
Shaky Jake is the nickname of a radial engine used on several old aircraft. I came close to buying a Cessna 195 with the Shaky Jake.
I’m kinda partial to “The Pilot”
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Shaky Jake is the nickname of a radial engine used on several old aircraft. I came close to buying a Cessna 195 with the Shaky Jake.
I’m kinda partial to “The Pilot”
I always wanted a Waco or similar. One of my earliest memories was watching the crop dusters. Back then the electric poles were none too tall and there was a guy who would fly between the barbwire fence and the wires.
Not sure why but on the day I was taking my girlfriend to Alexandria for a job interview I must have seen 150 crop dusters in the air. My almost mother-in-law had rode with us to visit her sister and she hated all of the crop dusters. We were above Bunkie when she realized, "You're fascinated with those airplanes!" Trips to North Louisiana much later was when I saw those long nosed I believe turbo-prop dusters.
I met a guy that had been a crop duster until a bad heart cost him his ticket. He did have a world of funny tales to tell. Mom came over one day and I idly mentioned I might take up crop dusting. Stopped her in her tracks! A very tentative "When?" I told her I didn't know, I needed a pilots license, a few years experience, and fifty or sixty thousand for a used plane back then.
She was relieved. "Oh, I thought you meant right now!" She did have some small reason for concern. I rebuilt a late model car and climbed behind the wheel of a 600HP+ car with zero experience when I was seventeen. A few years later I decided I needed an eighteen wheeler. I went out and bought one and away I went. When I climbed behind the wheel of my own truck was the second time I had driven an eighteen wheeler, driving one on a few mile shuttle run at the grain elevators one night was my sole earlier experience although I had driven bobtails.
The pool side of things you know that life. My poor mother, I think about her every time I hear the song, "I turned out to be the only hell my momma ever raised." I have outlived her six years and counting, and her a good christian that lived a blameless life.
Two questions I want to ask you every time I see your avatar: Is that beast yours and what is it exactly? I assume it is yours but you know about assumptions!
Hu
My Dad and his partner bought a PB4Y-2 Privateer, Navy version of the B-24, and flew it for forest fire fighting. I have some flight time logged in it. I spent a few summers in Tucson mixing the fire retardant for the many WW2 aircraft that were used for forest fire fighting. My Dad donated his plane to Galveston Air Musuem. When the museum got destroyed in a hurricane it was sold to Pima Air Museum. Thats a pic of my dad's former plane at Pima Air Museum after restoration.
Thanks for the airplane info. My total time as a pilot is measured in minutes. Cool about the airplane being in an air museum. I suspect you already know about the airplane that was hanging, as far as I know is still hanging in Catfish Town in Baton Rouge. Working from memory, it was the one that the guy that owned Trappey's cannery flew. Again working from memory, I think he had twelve kills in WWII. The pilot was an ace anyway.
That airplane is within a couple hundred yards or less of the USS Kidd. A friend was the mechanical coordinator or director or some such on the boat after it was permanently docked. He knew the ship stem to stern and it was cool prowling the places the public tour didn't cover. One thing I learned, the entire engine room was below the waterline! I consider myself brave enough but I don't know if I am brave enough to be in the engine room during a battle! We did have fun with the searchlights when there was a fireworks show nearby. Something else, takes two operators and they sit in two little metal chairs that move with the light. No protection at all.
Reminds me, my friend over the Kidd owned a piper cub. Before that he had owned an experimental. The engine would flake out and twice he had to walk back to civilization. I seem to remember an overnight walk out of the wetlands around Grand Isle. That flight was when he decided he needed something different.
Anyway, airplanes, boats, all seems to tie into a circle. Dad was a mechanic on bombers, B-17's, 24's, 27's, among others. Pure luck, he was headed to Europe as cannon fodder when somebody noticed he was a mechanic. He never left the lower forty-eight. A friend, lost now, flew thirty-nine missions over Europe as a tail gunner. He was huge, probably over 6'-6". I always wondered who he pissed off, they usually put much smaller guys back there in those tight quarters. I don't know how he even fit. They must have greased him like a pig and shoehorned him in!
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L.S. Dennis
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When I was around 12 years old my father owned a liquor store directly across the street from Jimmy and Dorothy Wise's pool room in Redwood City Ca. named Sequoia Billiards. It was only a matter of time before I found myself crossing the street to see what was going on in this place with all the clicking noises of balls going on all the time. In there I was introduced to the wonderful world of pool and its characters. Everyone in there had nicknames, George 'The Dry Dog' Wilbur, Rick 'The Indian' Sachen, Dee 'The Fish' Dimitri (this one really fit to a tee) Jim 'Sewage Rack' Stewart, Paul "Bone Rack' Tessure in time everyone got tagged with some kind of nickname whether we wanted it or not! This was around 1962 if my memory serves me correctly. Great times and memories.
So so many nicknames........Love them all. A few I like are: The "Go Away Kid" from San Francisco. The "Iceman" from LA. "Bugs" Rucker Chicago. Preacher Ron from Arizona. Scrawny Ronnie From El Monte. Many don't know that Ronnie Allen was called "Junior" when he was younger. How about James Brown from Texas "Youngblood"
I read this entire thread and a name I didn't see was a legend in the NY pool scene for decades and was frequently mentioned by George Fels in his monthly articles in Billiards Digest. That was "Bob the Destroyer", real name Bob Meyers. He was a master of the gaff games and gave me my first one pocket lesson in McGirrs in 1977 for $1.00 per game!
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I'm from Russia and our pool community grown around barbox table attached to street bar placed in the centre of the city.
And we have a very funny guy from Baghdad, Iraq, which has a lot of nicknames and he gave me a lot of nicknames as well
His nicknames are: Smoked Pork, Dirty Ass and Muslim Nigga (he is atheist). He gave me Mr Mathematics nickname cuz of my aiming system, Thomas Shelbik and Dima the Demon aka Double D, but none of them are in use
We have a guy called Grandpa cuz he dresses like an old man
And one guy got the nickname Chairman because he once took charge of the table queue
And we have a very funny guy from Baghdad, Iraq, which has a lot of nicknames and he gave me a lot of nicknames as well
His nicknames are: Smoked Pork, Dirty Ass and Muslim Nigga (he is atheist)
. He gave me Mr Mathematics nickname cuz of my aiming system, Thomas Shelbik and Dima the Demon aka Double D, but none of them are in useWe have a guy called Grandpa cuz he dresses like an old man
And one guy got the nickname Chairman because he once took charge of the table queue
Yep a great time to get hooked on the game.... as a kid, hanging around with older men and NOT your dad
. Now with bar tables mostly and the liquor environment, the 60's setting is not as prevalent.
Kids not allowed usually. Some places set hours for kids.
L.S. Dennis
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How true that isYep a great time to get hooked on the game.... as a kid, hanging around with older men and NOT your dad
Now with bar tables mostly and the liquor environment, the 60's setting is not as prevalent.
Kids not allowed usually. Some places set hours for kids.
