Youre right, it was Phil Hubbard. I got his first name mixed up with the super famous tush hog also from Baltimore, Jerry Ebersol. Phil and his wife were later murdered in a Motel Room down south, over a probably dope deal. Phil used to tell a great story about when he had just got out of the navy and was drunk at a carnival. There was a chimpanzee in a cage with his left hand on the bars. The pitchman would pay off anybody who could get the chimp to take his hand off the bars. Phil was with another tush hog who was also drunk and they both went into the cage. Phil thought he would end it right away and sucker punched the chimp. That didnt work, and the Chimp whacked him so hard on the top of his head that he drew blood. The chimp then grabbed Phil's partner and started slamming him all over the cage. Phil crawled out of the cage and watched his partner get tossed around. In the meantime, the chimp did all this and still never took his left hand off the bars.
Phil also made a serious attempt at "jarring" me while I was playing James Texas Blood Brown, at The Rack. It was a noble effort and almost worked. He made a slick switch on my coffee cup, and I would have went for it, save that the coffee had cream but no sugar, so I came to immediately.
Beard
Hello Beard,
You have any stories about "THE LEFT HAND DUKE"? Was he as good as I have heard from former players, cue makers and big money players? Was he that great?
Bumbay
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