Thought I'd share (Fats being Fats)

[jay helfert]

I can't imagine anyone being a better chirper than Fats. He's just so quick with the comments, retorts, comebacks, etc. On top of that, his comments have such a passive aggressiveness to them. He'd prob had a way of calling you a nit while you loved him to death.

The closest chirper to Fats, in my opinion, was Keith. Beard/Jay--- who were the best chirpers in your opinion?

This was a great video--- thanks a lot.

Fats was number one by a mile. No one could out talk him. They rarely even tried. Omaha Fats had the gift of gab too. He was pretty quick with the one liners himself. Ronnie was the greatest at gamesmanship and talking his way to victory. He had something to say on every shot (yours and his). His conversation was worth at least a ball (or maybe two) in One Pocket.

Then comes Keith, who came up with the all time funniest lines ever uttered in a pool hall. Example - The cue ball is rolling slowly into position and Keith pipes up, "Get your driver's license!" He was (and is) an American original. That's why Scorsece wanted him so bad for The Color Of Money. He knew Keith was one of a kind. Louie wasn't far behind Keith. His humor could be more self deprecating, putting himself down for all his foibles. He was very open about his weaknesses and that made him both vulnerable and lovable. No pool player ever had more appeal to the opposite sex. Girls fell over themselves for Louie. And I mean dolls!

 

[Mick56]

That was a great clip. I always wanted to see some Celebrity Billiards!

 

[gpeezy]

Thought I'd bump this back up. What a great vid

 

[SpiderWebComm]

Charles Low Down Dirty Red Jones, was very good. He never shut up.
Here's a good Fatty story, I think it's from my first book:

"Fats was such a fabulous personality that where ever he showed up he could lug the whole joint along with him, wherever he wanted to go. Everybody, myself included would follow him blindly, listening wide-eyed to whatever would pop out of his mouth. George Jansco would beg Fats to lug the crowd somewheres near the bar where he could sell a few drinks. Fats would bark and demean all hustlers, from Wimpy on down, and nobody dared to challenge him. He went so far as to tell a story of playing Wimpy in Norfolk VA, and beating him so bad that Wimpy crapped in his pants, and his backer had to take him next door to the Army/Navy store and buy him a new outfit so he could keep playing.
He then forced Wimpy to admit that the story was gospel right in front of the crowd. Unbelievably, Wimpy vouched for the story, desperately hoping Fats would get off of him and on to somebody else. "

Beard

I missed this the last time this thread was posted. MAN IS THAT FUNNY!