TRIP REPORT • Fargo Billiards • 4Bears Classic/Casino tournament.

JoeyA

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It is hard to decide where to begin because there were so many fun & great things that happened on this trip. This was a six day trip so I guess I should just begin with day 1.

I awoke on Wednesday morning at 4:00 am determined to eat a high-quality breakfast for the long day ahead. Everything was already carefully packed for the trip, except for a few last minute items that I purposefully wait until last to store. I had been vigorously using the Precor elliptical machine for two months and I have also been eating better quality food so my energy level was improved and I wasn't worried about the early rooster hour rising.

My son brought me to the airport as he always does. The lift/ride to the airport, regardless of the hour, has become sort of a family ritual between he and I. One of my rituals is that I tell him good-bye on each of these trips just in case we don't see each other again. I'm not worried about flying and dying (like some people D.M. hehehe). I just remember my uncle who passed away suddenly when I was only 13 years old and for decades, I ached for not having the chance to tell him how much his presence in my life had meant to me. You never know how long you're going to be on this earth. RIP Grady.

So I arrive in Fargo North Dakota at a little after 12:30 and Mike Page, owner of Fargo Billiards and Gastropub picks me up at the small but conveniently located airport. After a brief tour of the some of the city sights, I see this enormous sign for his poolroom jutting upward to the sky. I guess the sign had to be enormous because it was standing next to one of the largest stand alone building poolrooms I had ever seen. The building was shaped like a huge box, not quite a square but almost. It had some insulated panels on the outside of the building that were painted in a light but not quite pastel color, maybe a mixture of yellow and orange. As we parked around the side of the building, I was excited to get inside to see what I had missed in his photographs that he took those many years ago and posted on his web site.

The first thing I noticed once inside was that the poolroom wasn't like any pool room I had ever been in. It was like being in multiple pool rooms all at one time. There were twists to his pool room at every junction. I have a slight hearing impediment but I immediately noticed that no matter where I stood in the building I could hear the VERY nice listening music everywhere I went, with none of it too loud or too quiet.

As Mike was giving me the tour, I was looking at these fittingly sized painted murals all over the pool room. They had to be about the size of a bar table, vertically positioned on the walls all the way around the building. Each mural was an EXCEPTIONAL painting done by a local artist that depicted one of the 15 balls that you would find in a rack on a pocket billiard table. Each painting had its own unique symbolism and were lit with lighting that helped the paintings to look like exhibits in a museum. Whoever painted those paintings had great talent and they knew pool, of that I am certain.

Mike and I played a couple of sets of 8 ball trying to get used to the cueball that would be used at the 4 Bears Casino tournament and neither of us played well but we both shared a win in one set each. We had a meal afterwards and I am always apt to try something new so I spotted the Strawberry Hamburger and I went all in. :D It turned out the delicious but I had to be careful because the strawberry juice didn't like to stay in the bun. lol There was a great selection to choose from and from the size of the kitchen and the many elegant tables all around the building, I know plenty of people have enjoyed many a mean at Fargo Billiards and Gastropub. Mike even has multiple rooms for company events or functions as well as rooms designed to help individuals celebrate every kind of celebration known to man and woman, including anniversaries, weddings and just parties in general. I think the FB & G can accomodate any size event one has in mind. They even have a training room for pool players, equipped with all of the recording and display features you would want in a training facility.

I stayed there until about 2:00 in the morning, playing pool with some of the guys, including Robnotes, Travis, Mike, Jesse Engle, Prad sp?, Austin and many others. Mike introduced me and others to a new game, called "Pitch it" which turned out to be the perfect ending to one of my most pleasurable evening in a pool room.

After getting a modest amount of sleep, I awoke quickly, excited about the new day. We were heading to New Town, North Dakota and I was now going to get a chance to see some of North Dakota from passenger side of a car, up close and personal. (more to follow)
 
The trip to New Town, ND

Just before we departed Fargo, Mike made a couple of pit stops and informed me that we would be picking up one of his good friends, Bruce from the Bismarck airport. I didn't know where that was but it didn't make any difference to me. It seemed like the ride to New Town was a few hours long but the time passed quickly. We picked up Bruce at the Bismarck airport without any trouble and got a bite to eat and were soon on the road again to the 4 Bears Casino in New Town.

Now the terrain was a bit unusual to say the least. Just about everywhere we went, I saw this BLACK soil. Mike told me that the rich-looking black soil came from bottom of a glacier ten thousand years ago or so and was rich in nutrients. It was early in the growing season so I didn't see a lot of crops but many of the fields had already been planted and from the looks of the soil, they wouldn't have trouble growing anything there.

I had contacted someone before I decided to make the trip to North Dakota and asked about "pheasants". I had been told that in that part of the state, the pheasants had been hunted almost to extinction.

One of my fondests early memories (about pheasants) was with another pool player named Bobby Hendricks from Jackson, MS who once cooked a pheasant for each of us. It was one of the most delicious tasting birds I can remember. This was back in about 1978 so you can imagine that I had pheasant on the brain for a long time. Anyway, we are rolling down the highway and I see what appears to be a pheasant running across the highway and tried to hold back my amazement, not wanting to be the dumb city boy; thinking that maybe it was a road-runner or something else. I made a quick remark and started my bird watching. A short time later, my watching confirmed that this was indeed pheasant country, with more and more spotted along the lonely stretch of highway that lay before us.

I would be remiss if I didn't mention that along the way in one of the small towns, I noticed a small hered of Buffalos on the side of a hill and not one but two of them were WHITE Buffalos. I had heard that the Native American Indians considered the White Buffalo a special and perhaps sacred animal and this pleased me that I was able to view such a creature for the first time in my life, even if at a distance and only in passing.

The maps which I had viewed before leaving New Orleans, showed that there were not many towns between Fargo and New Town but the maps didn't do justice to the sparcity of buildings along the way. There were lots of good quality conversation between the three of us as we soldiered on to New Town, as each of dreamed of the victories that lay before each of us in the near future. Mike informed me when we reached the edge of the reservation where the casino was located and shortly afterwards, we came upon one of the largest lakes I had ever seen.

Lake Sakakawea is 75 miles long and varies from two to twelve miles in width. It is actually a reservoir, that was built in 1956 by the Corps of Engineers. The area that the lake occupies was at one time a productive flat land for the tribes of that area, providing excellent terrain for farming and hunting. In fact most of the tribes of that area lived in these flat lands. With the government's decision to flood this area, it forced the residents to move up to the top of the hills and in essence created the city of New Town. I don't think I would have appreciated being forced to leave my comfortable flat-land surrounding for less than desirable hills. I realize the importance of such structures but for those who are negatively affected by being moved, it doesn't make the brunt of the disappointment any more palatable. One positive thing that the lake did for the tribes of that area is to provide one of the best fishing grounds that anyone could ever imagine but you can only eat so many fish even if it is good for you. There is a nice, large marina in New Town and it is managed by none other than the tournament director of the 4 Bears Classic event, Ray Poitra. Ray wears many hats in this part of the country and while he isn't an elder of the tribe (yet :smile:), it is easy to see why many people count on him being part of the decision-making process for the area. Ray has a military background as well.

Ray offered to take me around to the local lodges, new building areas, the marina he manages and in general, a tour of the local area. I accepted quickly because it was such a rare opportunity for me to see this part of the country and learn more about the culture of the Mandan, Hidatsa, and Arikara tribes of the area. I took some photos and will try to get to the point where I can post some of them. For now, I am in a writing mood and am cranking out the words as they come to me. I realize that one man's interests don't always mean another person's interests but hope that you enjoy a modicum of enjoyment by my recount.


(more to come)........
 
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Great trip report, JoeyA. Keep it coming. This is what makes AzBilliards Discussion Forum a great read for me. I especially enjoy hearing about the Native American culture.

Check out this website: Fargo Billiards.
 
hurry up!

Come on Joey! I'm sitting here with baited breath after eating a ham and strawberry sandwich!

Just a side note, I probably should have left the mayonaise and pepper off . . .


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A strawberry hamburger, Joey?
Do your drinks have umbrellas in them?
Do you think playing position is an 'interesting concept"?...< Geo Fels

I thought you wuz a Marine..;)

...but I'm still reading every word...:smile:
 
The 4 Bears Casino provided an enormous facility for the pocket billiard events. There were three of them. A women's 9 Ball Event and a Men's 9 Ball Event and an Open 8 Ball Event. The first two events were $3,000 added money and the last was supposed to be $10,000 added but after the great turn out, the promoters decided to add even more money. I think it was just shy of $11,000.00 for the 8 ball event.

This tournament has been going on for decades and it is entirely bar table action. What is striking, is that I did not hear one complaint about the tables. I heard that the tv table was tweaked a bit but I must have missed that because when I played on them, the only thing that was horrible was my level of play.

I was a little tired after the long hours of having fun in Fargo and went two and out in the 9 ball event. From the beginning I never put a lot of effort into the 9 ball event, just looking forward to the 8 ball event, thinking I might have a chance to go far. I lose and go two and out in the 9 ball event. In the 8 ball event, my first three matches go 6-0, 6-5, 6-0 and am feeling pretty good. The next two I didn't do so well losing 6-1 to Brandon Shuff and 6-1 to Shane Wertz. I guess I lost to Mark Haddad in the 9 ball event. I'm also guessing that the reason I can't remember who or when I lost to and what score is that in between playing, sight-seeing I was also doing pool commentary on www.poolactiontv.com with Ray Hansen.

The event was really a blur. There was so much going on, I really never stopped doing something. I would crash every night for a few hours, not getting enough sleep but happy to start each day with new things to explore and do each day. I would step into the casino for a little black jack here and there. There casino had only one or two tables operating the black jack games so you had to wait for a seat to become available.
I guess its appropriate to fast foward here and mention that Gene Albrecht brought me to the Minot airport and dropped me off at the very small airpot in Minot. After I was checking in, I was pulling everything out of my pockets to put in the containers to go through the security devices, I noticed that I had one black chip, one green chip and three red chips in my pocket.:embarrassed2::mad::(:o. Now, I just have to figure a way to get them cashed in at the New Town, 4 Bears Casino since I am now of course, back in New Orleans. I'll probably keep one of the red chips as a memento for a memorable trip to the Dakotas. Hopefully, it won't be the last one.

There was little side action going on at this event. There were only bar tables to play on so there was no one pocket action.

I did see a few gambling matches going on from time to time but nothing that really sticks out but the truth is I don't really have time to sweat the gambling matches when I go to these events.

The commentary allowed me to help out in the booth and meet some new and great 8 ball players. Jeff Beckley really impressed me with his knowledge and wit. I had a fun time doing commentary with the usual suspects and missed out on some people that I would have liked to have done commentary with but like I said, I was coming and going the whole time and didn't have much choice in when I could do commentary and basically was in the booth when I wasn't playing or resting. Brandon Shuff put on a show when he played me on the tv table. Hopefully someone else can provide the tournament results as I didn't bring them back with me.

The tournament Calcuttas were of astronomical proportions when you consider that in the the Open 8 Ball Singles they only did the Calcutta for the final 32 players. As I recall, they had about 150 players total in the 8 ball event. I missed the final redraw of the 32 players by one match, (the same as Shane Van Boening ;)) The truth is that really doesn't offer me any solace. Sometimes you're the bug and sometimes you're the windshield. Regardless of the outcomes, when opportunity presents itself, I'll still be out there giving my best effort.

I had an opportunity to take a Perfect Aim lesson with Gene Albrecht so we'll see if it helps my game or not in the future. I think I have been practicing too much and am going to start backing away from practicing so much to see if it can make a difference for me. We'll see if that strategy works better. :D

So the bottom line is I finished just outside of the redraw which would have cleaned my slate for the one loss and started me anew.

I had a great time meeting new AZB faces and met a lot of new players who I hadn't previously met. It was great visiting that part of the country, seeing an Indian reservation for the first time, learning about their culture and having so many positive experiences. My losses on the table are merely a blip on the screen of my journey. I hope that many of you determine to throw your hat in the ring at some point in your journey. It's really all about the experience and this one was a great one.

I can't tell ALL of the stories about this trip or EVERYTHING I saw pool players doing but maybe at some time in the future, I will be able to share other perspectives with you online while doing commentary in the future. I hope to visit the Dakotas in the future and would love to see Mt. Rushmore (down south) and maybe eat a pheasant or two or even do a little ice fishing.

Best regards,
JoeyA
 
A strawberry hamburger, Joey?
Do your drinks have umbrellas in them?
Do you think playing position is an 'interesting concept"?...< Geo Fels

I thought you wuz a Marine..;)

...but I'm still reading every word...:smile:

A marine has to be able to fade everything that is thrown at him.:p I'm not sure if the burger was a Bison burger and not sure if that would have made the meal tough enough for you. Lol

BTW, on the airplanes and on the way up to the tournament I was reading George's book, "A smarter way to play pool", which is a good read as is all of George's books and stories. He sure has a way with words. His unique and beneficial way of communicating allows you to understand why you should be doing certain things, not just how you should be doing them. I wish that I had more time to read and appreciate his books. Maybe I just need to take more pool trips. :smile:
 
Great trip report Joey, thanks for taking the time to share your experience there.
 
Thanks for the story Joey.
For the most part, Bison is pretty lean meat.
I live approx 90 miles from the Montana border and 120 from North Dakota.
When I was trucking, I used to make the trip to Minot frequently. Always saw lots of pheasants and road kill. I think they have a habit of flying low across the road and get nailed by the cars grill.

Pheasants are plentiful up here except when first day season opens up. Then they disappear. My Springer was pretty adept at finding them tho.
Very good eating.
 
Thanks for the story Joey.
For the most part, Bison is pretty lean meat.
I live approx 90 miles from the Montana border and 120 from North Dakota.
When I was trucking, I used to make the trip to Minot frequently. Always saw lots of pheasants and road kill. I think they have a habit of flying low across the road and get nailed by the cars grill.

Pheasants are plentiful up here except when first day season opens up. Then they disappear. My Springer was pretty adept at finding them tho.
Very good eating.

HEY! I thought you were going to make the trip down to New town?? Did you make it and I just missed you?
 
Excellent trip report, Joey! I really enjoyed reading that. Wish I could've watched the live stream, but unfortunately I was doing a lot of late nights (work). :(

-Sean
 
Ray Hansen • www.poolactiontv.com

There was lots of excellent play to watch on the livestream, just not mine. My peformance on the tv table was dismal but I will live to play another day.

My final sharing post in this thread is about the LiveStreamer himself, Ray Hansen of www.poolactiontv.com

Ray travels all over the United States, filming, recording, and broadcasting/livestreaming pool events. There is no one doing what he does and he deserves kudos galore for carrying the torch.

Ray, as a livestreamer is in a class by himself. The guy travels wherever (and I mean wherever) he needs to be to bring pool events to those who can't make the trip or who just enjoy watching live tournaments at home.

I can't believe how much he travels and how hard he works bringing these live streams to all of us. And if any of you say, "Well he gets paid for it, doesn't he?", I can only answer, "Not nearly enough". I've seen the guy go non stop for 12 hours, barely moving away from the microphone to eat a small meal. He cares greatly about the quality of his livestreams and continues to bring innovation to livestreaming and looks for additional ways to improve his product. I think Ray has done an excellent job and can only wish him many more years of success. Maybe ONE DAY, livestreaming will pay the livestreamers what they are worth. For the moment, they don't. Just trust me on that one.

If anyone is interested in LiveStreaming an event, I don't hesitate for a moment to suggest that they contact Ray Hansen. He has done an excellent job wherever he goes.

If you want to keep up with the other things Ray does behind the scene, you should consider adding him as a friend on Facebook because that is where you can find photos of updates of the brackets and other important information. You can of course send him an email but if you are remotely interested in streaming an event in your area, a phone call to Ray will answer all of your questions, and I'm willing to bet that the end result will surpass what you expect.

Ray Hansen is a vital part of the promotion of pool and I hope that he never loses the passion for doing the livestreams.

The fact that I get a chance to work as a commentator with Ray and get to sit in the booth with the greatest players on the planet makes going to these events and easy decision. I even got Shane Van Boening to give me a nod on doing some commentary but he got away this time. I'll be looking forward to having Shane in the booth on another occasion and we'll have many "secrets" to share. :grin:JoeyA
 
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Awe Aguzin, you done went and made me tear up.

I am having the time of my life. I always encouraged my kids to do what they love doing and they will do well at it. Well, while I was very successful selling heavy trucks, I was never really that happy with it.

I REALLY appreciate the opportunity that I have been given by the many supporters of the show and only hope I can continue for a long time.

It was an honor working with you, Jeff Beckley, Gene Albright, Stevie Moore, Brandon Shuff, Melissa Little, Shane Mcminn, Nicole Keeney, Ray Poitra and The Council who proceeded over the event at 4 Bears.

I NEVER want to miss one of these!

Thanks Buddy!

Ray
 
Sorry Joey, we had a league tourney that weekend and I didn't want to disappoint the team mates. We had already missed the mid year tourney due to one of the guys having to work.

I had two friends that went, Chad S and Johnny F. I could have had a ride with them. And believe me, if I had of been there, there is no way I would have missed you, Robley or Ray. It would have been #1 priority.

BTW, Chad posts here on rare occasion and he did pretty good in the 8 ball. Cashed in a bit of change from what I heard.
 
Just before we departed Fargo, Mike made a couple of pit stops and informed me that we would be picking up one of his good friends, Bruce from the Bismarck airport. I didn't know where that was but it didn't make any difference to me. It seemed like the ride to New Town was a few hours long but the time passed quickly. We picked up Bruce at the Bismarck airport without any trouble and got a bite to eat and were soon on the road again to the 4 Bears Casino in New Town.

Now the terrain was a bit unusual to say the least. Just about everywhere we went, I saw this BLACK soil. Mike told me that the rich-looking black soil came from bottom of a glacier ten thousand years ago or so and was rich in nutrients. It was early in the growing season so I didn't see a lot of crops but many of the fields had already been planted and from the looks of the soil, they wouldn't have trouble growing anything there.

I had contacted someone before I decided to make the trip to North Dakota and asked about "pheasants". I had been told that in that part of the state, the pheasants had been hunted almost to extinction.

One of my fondests early memories (about pheasants) was with another pool player named Bobby Hendricks from Jackson, MS who once cooked a pheasant for each of us. It was one of the most delicious tasting birds I can remember. This was back in about 1978 so you can imagine that I had pheasant on the brain for a long time. Anyway, we are rolling down the highway and I see what appears to be a pheasant running across the highway and tried to hold back my amazement, not wanting to be the dumb city boy; thinking that maybe it was a road-runner or something else. I made a quick remark and started my bird watching. A short time later, my watching confirmed that this was indeed pheasant country, with more and more spotted along the lonely stretch of highway that lay before us.

I would be remiss if I didn't mention that along the way in one of the small towns, I noticed a small hered of Buffalos on the side of a hill and not one but two of them were WHITE Buffalos. I had heard that the Native American Indians considered the White Buffalo a special and perhaps sacred animal and this pleased me that I was able to view such a creature for the first time in my life, even if at a distance and only in passing.

The maps which I had viewed before leaving New Orleans, showed that there were not many towns between Fargo and New Town but the maps didn't do justice to the sparcity of buildings along the way. There were lots of good quality conversation between the three of us as we soldiered on to New Town, as each of dreamed of the victories that lay before each of us in the near future. Mike informed me when we reached the edge of the reservation where the casino was located and shortly afterwards, we came upon one of the largest lakes I had ever seen.

Lake Sakakawea is 75 miles long and varies from two to twelve miles in width. It is actually a reservoir, that was built in 1956 by the Corps of Engineers. The area that the lake occupies was at one time a productive flat land for the tribes of that area, providing excellent terrain for farming and hunting. In fact most of the tribes of that area lived in these flat lands. With the government's decision to flood this area, it forced the residents to move up to the top of the hills and in essence created the city of New Town. I don't think I would have appreciated being forced to leave my comfortable flat-land surrounding for less than desirable hills. I realize the importance of such structures but for those who are negatively affected by being moved, it doesn't make the brunt of the disappointment any more palatable. One positive thing that the lake did for the tribes of that area is to provide one of the best fishing grounds that anyone could ever imagine but you can only eat so many fish even if it is good for you. There is a nice, large marina in New Town and it is managed by none other than the tournament director of the 4 Bears Classic event, Ray Poitra. Ray wears many hats in this part of the country and while he isn't an elder of the tribe (yet :smile:), it is easy to see why many people count on him being part of the decision-making process for the area. Ray has a military background as well.

Ray offered to take me around to the local lodges, new building areas, the marina he manages and in general, a tour of the local area. I accepted quickly because it was such a rare opportunity for me to see this part of the country and learn more about the culture of the Mandan, Hidatsa, and Arikara tribes of the area. I took some photos and will try to get to the point where I can post some of them. For now, I am in a writing mood and am cranking out the words as they come to me. I realize that one man's interests don't always mean another person's interests but hope that you enjoy a modicum of enjoyment by my recount.


(more to come)........

Great post! Thanks for sharing.
Many Regards,
Lock N Load.
 
Awe Aguzin, you done went and made me tear up.

I am having the time of my life. I always encouraged my kids to do what they love doing and they will do well at it. Well, while I was very successful selling heavy trucks, I was never really that happy with it.

I REALLY appreciate the opportunity that I have been given by the many supporters of the show and only hope I can continue for a long time.

It was an honor working with you, Jeff Beckley, Gene Albright, Stevie Moore, Brandon Shuff, Melissa Little, Shane Mcminn, Nicole Keeney, Ray Poitra and The Council who proceeded over the event at 4 Bears.

I NEVER want to miss one of these!

Thanks Buddy!

Ray

I think for next year we should encourage folks to fly into (drive through) fargo (We'll make sure everybody has a ride out to Newtown & back) and do something on the 9' tables on the Wednesday before.
 
Sorry Joey, we had a league tourney that weekend and I didn't want to disappoint the team mates. We had already missed the mid year tourney due to one of the guys having to work.

I had two friends that went, Chad S and Johnny F. I could have had a ride with them. And believe me, if I had of been there, there is no way I would have missed you, Robley or Ray. It would have been #1 priority.

BTW, Chad posts here on rare occasion and he did pretty good in the 8 ball. Cashed in a bit of change from what I heard.

Had a great time there.... cashed in both events so was pleased for only playing a half a dozen times or so this year.... only regret was not makin in to Fargo Billaird's.... a MUST for next year
We will have to drag Terry down next time so I got someone to split the beer tab with!!!!:thumbup:
 
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