Valentine memories...

Tramp Steamer

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On this auspicious occasion I would like to hear from all the AZers who either met there better-half at the poolhall, or took them there on the first date.
I met my second wife at a poolhall. At the end of a game when somebody hollered "rack!" everyone looked in her direction. What a gal.
 
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http://forums.azbilliards.com/showthread.php?t=43324&highlight=meet+significant

I first saw her in the pool room about 4 years ago and had my eye on her for a couple of months, but every time she came in, i was in a game, so i never got to talk to her.
So one day i walked in, saw her in the back of the room with her friends, and walked back towards her. I grabbed her by the hair, dragged her out the door caveman style, and took her back to my lair where i proceeded to devastate her like she had never been devastated before, and promptly locked her in the basement.
She now suffers from Stockholm syndrome and has been with me ever since.

But in reality, I had seen her in the pool hall and did have my eye on her along with everyone else. I constantly caught her staring, but i wasn't going to just walk up and talk to her cause based on how she acted, it seemed like she just wanted to be left alone with her friends, so i had to wait till i had the right opportunity. Instead of trying to bust a move like every other guy was doing, and subsequently getting shot down like everyone else, I had to make it indirect so it wouldn't be obvious. Something casual and natural.

So, i walked in one day, and was sitting at the counter, when her and her girlfriends walked in and got a table in the back. RIGHT NEXT to the billiard table. So i figured that she had absolutely NO clue as to how that game was played, and jumped out of my chair. (the billiard move NEVER fails)
So i casually walked back, and asked the guy i knew who was playing on the billiard table if he wanted to play to which he said yes.

So of course, i am going for all sorts of complicated banks and 6 rail crackhead shots, and i catch her looking at the game with a confused look on her face.
so THEN, i spoke up.
I said, "you look kind of confused, do you know how this game is played?"
She said, "i kind of get the jist of it, but i'm not exactly sure"
So i went around the table to where she was sitting, and started explaining the rules to her, and midsentence, i interrupted myself, and said..."i'm sorry, how rude of me....What's your name?" To get the introductions out of the way.
So she told me her name, i told her mine, and i said it was a pleasure to meet her.
So I finish explaining, and then it was my shot, and i went back to playing the game, and about 5 minutes later, she and her friends got a phone call and were getting ready to leave. So as she was leaving, she turned to me and said "it was nice meeting you" and i said "nice meeting you too, you guys have a good night", and after they left, the guy i was playing said, "that girl was SO hot", and i said,"I know. Why do you think i came back and asked you to play? It's all a part of my master plan" at which point, i quit the game, laughed, and went to pay my time.
From that point on, whenever she came in, she would say hi and we would end up talking.

From there, after unleashing the charisma and busting out a couple of SUPERSTAR world-class patented moves, the seduction was a hanger.

She's been with me ever since.
 
Cool thread!

I have been married to my most excellent wifey for almost 16 years now. I will never forget the first time I saw her. I stopped in to a new pool room called Classics billiards in a small town here in PA near the Expo. It was their Grand opening and Mr. Willie Mosconi was holding court and putting on a GREAT exhibition. My wife to be...tho she didn't know it.....was next up to play Willie a game of 9ball.

as She walked up to play all I could see was the most perfectly fitted pair of Calvin Klien jeans I have ever seen! The game was a blur, BUT she actually beat Willie, and we were lucky that the new room owner had the video rolling, so we have an old VHS of the first day we met, AND the cool experience of my wife beating Willie a game of 9ball.....after the game she was smart enough to have Mr Mosconi autograph her case, and a few other cool items.

A short time after that grand opening to my good luck, and my pure line of BS :) we started dating, and I have never been so lucky to have a wife that LOVES the game of pool actually as much as I do! She actually gave me a hard time because I didn't take time off to go to the Derby this year!:embarrassed2:

I'm a lucky dude to be able to buy cues with her blessing, or sit down with my wife and talk about action, or what the hell is wrong with my game, or how cool it is to help sponsor the 14.1 event at the EXPO this year!.

I'm a lucky guy no doubt!

cool thread OP....and happy VD day you all :)...see you all soon at the SBE

G.
 
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Good thread. I took my current girlfriend to play pool on our first date. My original plan was putt-putt, but it was too cold that night. So I took her to play pool. No fancy stick, just used a house cue. I got to share with her my joy for the game and also let her know up front that it is a big part of my life. She's sweet and is the one and only girl I've ever been with who comes to watch me play in tournaments and matches. There's something to be said about that.

Even after knocking my cue over by accident and putting a good dent in the shaft last weekend she is still around. I was seeing red on the inside for a minute, though. I just tooka deep breath and told her that's one of the reasons I buy two with every cue, lol.

As for Valentine's Day I am suppose to have league play that night. I told the captain I'd be with my girl. When I was in college the ACUI regionals were held one year over Valentine's Day weekend. I wasn't going to miss it for the world because I had earned a spot to play. Talk about something not going over well with the (then) girlfriend... Ah, the memories :)

J.
 
I met my wife while living in the Los Angeles area, we met at a party. I haven't been playing pool or billiards for at least 3 years at this time as I was concentrating on work w/Hewlett Packard. It wasn't our 1st date, but our second when I took her to a pool room since we were in the neighborhood. This was about 27 years ago since we will be married 25 in May.

We went to maybe Newport Beach or one of the nice beaches south of LA. On the way back I asked her if she liked a certain nice sautéed shrimp dish from a Chinese restaurant in not such a nice area of LA, but delish. She never tried it but was up for it (I knew she was the one for me then). After dinner, I asked her if she would like to go to a pool room nearby at Hollywood & Western to visit a couple people I knew, she said OK.

This pool room was in the bowels of Hollywood-we walked past a couple of street people with their "manager" and so forth. This pool room when you open the door, you go directly down a long flight of stairs and can begin seeing the counter and the person behind it, although not their face. It was Arnie Satin, the owner, sitting behind the desk and all we could see was his big round belly as we started down the stairs. What a scene for our second date :). Harry "Hollywood Fats" Sims worked there but wasn't there that day or Di would have had the full treatment. But after about a half hour visit, we left.

Diane never batted an eye. She survived that day with glowing colors and on top of that, she went to U of Michigan (her Dad played there in the 50s), which was/is my favorite college team, so we got married. Other than a few visits, I didn't start playing again until the 89-90, then Di got to see a different view of pool/billiards.

Happy Valentine's Day honey!

Dave
 
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I operated a location where I knew a friend worked just to get noticed. As I was trying to get noticed I realized I was in the center of a business deal soon to go bust with major players fronting serious agendas. I had to make a decision whether to expose myself or continue with my operation. I flirted with exposing myself up to a point until I decided that I would have no effect. Many years passed and suddenly I find myself in a pool hall. All of the old players are still being profiled and seem ignorant to what is happening to them. The straight ball matches begin and I find a friend entering the room. Suddenly I am overwhelmed by the coincidence and decide to use it to my advantage. I was so overwhelmed that I decided the best thing to do was what I was doing before I knew the friend entered. As the show continues for a few months I realize that I have created a predictable pattern for the clever few to find. If we were thinking alike we could send messages to each other. The trouble with that type of communication is it is unclear if the message made it to its proper receiver.
 
Well, this year i decided to make an effort. My wife was delighted when i told her i had booked a table. However, it didnt go to good, she didnt pot a ball all night:frown:
 
Tramp Steamer said:
On this auspicious occasion I would like to hear from all the AZers who either met there better-half at the poolhall, or took them there on the first date.
I met my second wife at a poolhall. At the end of a game when somebody hollered "rack!" everyone looked in her direction. What a gal.
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That is one funny post!:rotflmao1::rotflmao1::rotflmao1::rotflmao1:
 
justnum said:
...I had to make a decision whether to expose myself or continue with my operation. I flirted with exposing myself up to a point until I decided that I would have no effect...
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...and that's pretty much how our first date went.

just kidding. I met the ex-before-the-last-ex at a pool hall. She was taking money at the door. She saw me and my buddy playing for a bit and I had no idea she could play. Then she offered some advice on my bridge when I was jacked up over a ball. It was pretty good advice, turns out she played pretty sporty. My buddy and I both chatted with her a bit but I tried being a little friendlier and he sorta moved aside to let me take a shot. We agreed to meet and play sometime and a week later, off we go. It's neat having a girlfriend who loves pool as much as you. A little scary when you have to drag her out of the pool hall :P
 
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I operated a location where I knew a friend worked just to get noticed. As I was trying to get noticed I realized I was in the center of a business deal soon to go bust with major players fronting serious agendas. I had to make a decision whether to expose myself or continue with my operation. I flirted with exposing myself up to a point until I decided that I would have no effect. Many years passed and suddenly I find myself in a pool hall. All of the old players are still being profiled and seem ignorant to what is happening to them. The straight ball matches begin and I find a friend entering the room. Suddenly I am overwhelmed by the coincidence and decide to use it to my advantage. I was so overwhelmed that I decided the best thing to do was what I was doing before I knew the friend entered. As the show continues for a few months I realize that I have created a predictable pattern for the clever few to find. If we were thinking alike we could send messages to each other. The trouble with that type of communication is it is unclear if the message made it to its proper receiver.
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Wait a minute. Stop the presses!
You say you exposed yourself in order to get noticed? Does that mean that if I run through the mall, buck naked, I'll get a date? Not a bad idea. :eek:
 
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