What is the best story you have about playing a champiom, pro or monster player?

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However it went, win or lose! I think it is worth sharing some of the great stories you have about playing champions, pros, and monster players! Thanks!
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my awakining

Played a known road player once years ago. We battled for a long while but he was more seasoned than I and I eventually lost. The next week he showed up again. He had a younger guy with him. My stake horse was negotiating with the guy I had already played for some weight. He was hesitant to give me any weight since our previous matchup was so close. He offered to let the younger guy play. This guy look plum silly. He never cued closer than 6 inches from the cue ball and was wearing one of those button down bill caps. After a while my stake horse realized we were in a trap. The guy never missed unless he wanted to. Later we learned we were matched up with a great road player named Eddie the Hat Burton. Lesson learned.
 
I ALMOST 3 fouled Bartram about 7-8 times.... Fatty is pretty lucky like that, damn "The Curse".
 
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Think there was a thread just like this about a month ago.
Think it was by JohnnyT or possibly JoeyA if I remember correctly.
 
Late one night in 2004 or 05 I'm playing a friend in Chattanooga, TN. I was a cocky 7 in the apa, before I knew what actual players were. Three guys walk in the room. 2 looked like mid 20's and on a little older. They walked in the room like they owned the place. I look at my friend and say who the hell do they think they are.

They proceed to walk over to our table and ask to play some. I oblige at $20 a game 8 ball. The player ends up 3 games ahead before the bar closes. Only had 30-45 minutes.

Turns out he thought he was SVB and he was right.

Before we started I actually asked him what he was rated.

Well, I have learned alot in the last 8 years.
 
Late 70's, about 4am pool room in glen bernie md named bill and billys. Guy in jeans nice long sleeve shirt beard asks me to play. I say sure. we kick it for 20 a game. I'm up 3 games in an hour. hes askin to raise the bet. I noticed he missed some balls, but did things with the cue ball I couldn't do.
After refusing to raise the bet for the 4th or 5th time, I say look you might as well come out from under cover 20 is all i'm bettin against you. He gets even and I pull up. He says you're the best $20 player I've seen. I say I play the same for $50....but you dont. he laughed, shook my hand, and left. The owner Ed Sharp, had come it. he said you play that guy? yea I said, he was stallin i got out even. Ed says well you can tell your friends you played Alan Hopkins!
 
In about 1998, at Corner Billiards in East Greenwich Village in New York, NY, I played a straight pool race to 200 with Tony Robles. He ran 200 and out on me on his first inning.
 
In the early 70s I played a guy named Toledo Bob some 9 ball and came out on top. We started to leave and he said do you want to play 1 pocket for a hundred a game. I must have been 5-6 hundred ahead. Well, I had never played 1 pocket in my life, young and only a 9 ball player. Well my 2 backers said, hell yes we will play you some 1 hole. Well, after about 3-5 games I knew I was going to be on the short end, however both my backers were convinced I could beat the guy. I did not beat the guy for sure. This was in Northville, Mi around 70-71, I went in the Navy in shortly after that in 1072. Tom
 
At a joint called the green room in north Aurora which is now closed, maybe 5 or 6 years ago I gave John Schmidt a ride in my Honda s2000 down i-88 then played a couple games of 9 ball.
 
1973-5
sports palace new orleans
im playing al bonife (new york blackie)
one pocket 10-4....:embarrassed2: :embarrassed2:
at least ill tell the truth:D
got drilled
i was so deep in a trap every time it was my turn
and if i left a glimmer of a shot he ran a few (or more balls)..:(...:mad:
i used to watch him practice making 15 in his hole...:yikes:
 
1996ish Cj's billiard palace in Dallas (now closed). Keith McCreedy played the 9 ball ghost on the black crown, race to 9. I was peeling off $200 about 9 minutes later. Big fun !!!

It was awesome to watch a machine at work though.
 
Back in 1971 Mike, a friend, got stuck by Harry Platis for a couple hundred he didn't have on him. Harry let him slide til a few days later. My buddy Jerry, and I went with Mike to meet Harry. Jerry was a good shooter but not seasoned at all, I was green as a gourd. Mike sets up a $50 per game 9 ball session between Harry and Jerry, then leaves giving me a signed check left blank.

Jerry starts out hot and gets up 2 or 3 games on Harry. He is shooting like I've seen him shoot hundreds of times. Everything is wonderful.
Harry is racking the balls and I say to Jerry, "You are kicking his ass for $50 a game!!"

Yeah, I was a dumbass, still am sometimes.

Jerry woke up. . .Harry took him for another couple hundred. . .When I gave him the check he said, "I don't want to hurt Mike, can he afford this?" Hellova nice guy.

No, Mike couldn't afford it.

This progressed into both guys getting some guys from Seattle to butt heads for a while. I remember the name Arty being involved, don't remember any others, nor who Arty shot for.

Fun times for a green kid from Whidbey Island.

This all took place at Soft Sams a tavern on the Mukilteo speedway on 8' Barboxes.
 
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Exhibition back in the early 70's with Lou Butera.
He runs out against the first guy in about 30 seconds one handed, holding the cue like it was a dart.
He then yells, "NEXT"?
I was next. :o
 
not a great story, but first tournament I played in I got drawn to play John Morra, I had never seen a pro play in person and now I got to play him, I got spanked pretty bad but it was just a really cool experience to be able to play with someone of that caliber, especially at my first tournament.
 
oft told story now

A young Johnny Archer came in the little bar I was in, no doubt directed there from Greenway like a handful of other players. Barbox eightball, he won the flip and had three golden breaks, even calling the pocket, before the eight ball stopped less than an inch shy of the side pocket on his fourth try. He might have been stalling since I had mentioned I wasn't going to see too many more golden breaks in a row after losing three times playing by the game. Things did go a little better for me after that!

Hu
 
Glenn Atwell

Miller lite, world series of pool, I think 25K for first, bartables. Was in the final 16 and got reeeeeeeeeal sick, tanked my next two matches, 13-16th finish, yuck. Sat in my room for 3 or four days eatin' and drinking juice trying to beat it. About my fourth day went down to the pool room area. There was this guy hittin' em around, I asked if he wanted to play some $50 sets, game on. Won first set, doubled up, won second set and broke a sweat, fever/sickness gone, ordered a meal. Proceeded to beat em out of $3,400 give or take a few hundred, played $500 sets later on. Glenn, playing better now than yrs ago, he still wants the 8, ;).
 
I was in Gilroy CA in 2004 at a real old pool hall I use to go to when on the road I played Kim Davenport. Kimmy is one hell of a shot, I didn't get to shoot very much but when I did if I had any doubt I would bury him alive. Although that didn't always work since he is a pro pool player lol
 
Efren beat me 9-0 in a tournament at Hardtimes Sacramento. I stayed in the player's seat to watch the game next to us when Jay Helfert, the tourney director, came over to politely tell me my match was over :).

A few years ago I played SVB on bar table w/a big spot and was lucky enough to 3 foul him (before he was a known monster, but still played like one). Of course I lost the set.

Dave
 
Steve McAnnich

Backer left the dough with player, I got em to spot me the 8 in 9 ball. Hours later stake horse showed up, $1,500 stuck......pulled up his man....''you can't beat em even''.
 
Our local hall ran a US-Open qualifier a couple years back. Ronny Wiseman shows up and I am lucky enough to get him right off the hop. I am pretty nervous about playing his, its a race to 7 on a 9-footer. We were playing on black crowns that have some strange pockets, not sure what is different about the way they were cut but it is really hard to force a ball in using the rail. Anyways I get up on Ronny 4-0 because he can't seem to figure out how to make a ball in these pockets. I am feeling better and better about my game when finally he rifles this ball in all the way down the table. He stands up and you could see this look in his eyes like he finally figured out how to make balls.

Needless to say he went on to win the match 7-4, I think I only had 2 more shots after that and I was hooked both times. It was amazing to see the adjustments he made in-game.
 
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