The most amazing shot I ever saw was accomplished by a rather unremarkable man by the name of Clyde Featherstone, who made a most highly remarkable break shot.
One evening, while playing nine-ball with a local gambler, Clyde, who everyone knew could break with the ferocity of a man twice his size (he was barely five feet tall), chalked his cue tip and studied the table.
Having already lost a couple of large to his opponent, Clyde was doubly angered when he saw his wife come in the pool room with a midget on each arm (
evidently the circus was in town) and a clown with one of those lease and collars with no dog, bringing up the rear. They all sat down at the nearby bar and pretended not to notice him.
Clyde bent over the end of the table, took one look at his wife, and with a wide grin, broke.
According to many who witnessed the event it sounded like lightning had struck. Men gasped and women screamed. The bartender thought the boiler had exploded and ran to the telephone to call the Fire Department. A man in a corner booth, who had simultaneously downed a shot of cheap vodka, began having chest pains and collapsed to the floor. It got worse from there.
After the cue ball struck the nose ball it caromed off the table, traveled some fifteen feet toward the bar, where it struck his wife in the temple, causing her to fall on the two midgets easily crushing them to death, (Mrs. Featherstone,
it should be noted, was a very large woman).
The clown looked at the empty leash and collar and said, "Let's get the hell out of here, Buster!", and took off for the back door.
Needless to say, Clyde had the last laugh. Not only was his break spectacular, but it was also effective. After cold cocking his wife the cue ball went on to ricochet off the back bar and back on to his table where only the nine-ball remained. From there it was an easy cut to a corner pocket for the win.
Kind of takes your breath away, don't it? I mean about the clown and all. A leash and collar but no dog. Jeez.
