What is your HIGH RUN?

got messed up bad
Double kiss Doolie owned the record for double kissing balls into a pocket. His proposition bet with Nick Varner was start with 6 balls adjacent the side rail diamonds and an inch off the rail. at the foot of the table. Take ball in hand on the first then double kiss them into the corner pockets, counting the strokes. Nurse em down the rail....Mike went first and did it in 6 strokes. Nick just handed him the money. 🤷‍♂️
Oh yeah Mike took a road trip to L A and ended up rolled by new found friends. Woke up in a hospital bed. His roommate was a golf club he was a hammer.
 
I knew it was time to straighten up when I could no longer get the handcuffs from the back to the front.

There were less than fifty guys around North Baton Rouge that lived on the fringe. I ran into them all constantly. Labeled them the denizens of the night.

One night I walked into a pool hall and there was a fresh shot body on the floor. I asked for a table on the other end of the room knowing the cops would come flocking in. The Banshee Biker Club and Teamsters Local were feuding. I wasn't in either one and wasn't involved. It was a Banshee on the floor.

Anyway, when a cop came over to me walking past a bunch of people he said, "You are always around, what happened?" I realized I was considered a denizen of the night too. I had to tell the same story as everybody else. Hated to but it was true, I had just walked in. The shooter was only a couple minutes gone when I went there but things were over, end of story.

I was opening a service station alone on the edge of a very rough area as soon as I turned fifteen. I went to open up one morning and there was a huge puddle of blood by one of my bathroom doors and a trail leading into the neighborhood. Hard to believe anyone walked away from that puddle. Just idle curiosity I followed the blood trail for about a mile finding other places the person had stopped and hid a few times. I was going to be a few minutes late opening so it was time to go back to work.

One morning a scantily dressed girl came and asked me to help her open the bathroom door. When I went and looked the door wasn't fully latched. Thanks but no thanks. I didn't find out if the plan was selling sex or a partner knocking me in the head for the opening cash. Either way I wasn't interested. Being highly allergic to penicillin kept me out of a lot of trouble!

Hu
 
6 games 9 - ball
6 games 8 - ball
something like 64 balls in straight pool. I remember low 60s, because my buddy followed it up with a 96 ball run... just couldn't let me enjoy for long... lol love ya J!
 
The only ones I really counted were:

10b: 3. Was a $20 set race to 3 and I broke and ran the set. 9' diamond with 4.5" corners. No early 10's.
14.1: 28. I had a brief period with a buddy where we'd keep score. Nowadays all my 14.1 is just practice and I don't really count

Fun fact: that means my rotation high run of balls is higher than my 14.1 run.

No idea about 8b or 9b but I'd be shocked if either one was higher than 3. C+ player here.
 
One night I walked into a pool hall and there was a fresh shot body on the floor.
In '78 I drove cab in Reno. My freebird ride on my Harley...the anniversary edition dresser. With a bedroll. Whitelsee hired 12 drivers a week or was it per night? I did it for the summer and had so many weird experiences...fortunately none involved blood. The night before I started a driver had his throat cut. !!!Don't sit em in the back.... if they frightened don't pick them up.
Survival in the wilderness was easy compared to urban survival. 🤷‍♂️
 
I have no idea as it was never a thought playing 8-9 ball. I made 3 nines off the break in a race to 11 my first time playing in a tournament in Montreal and beat the guy 11-0. My biggest break I made 6 balls and didn't get out which was a pissoff. In snooker my highest run was 135 in my 4th year of playing and 36 years ago I had a great night with 9-90+ breaks and 5 century breaks in a row in 3 different poolrooms.
 
The only ones I really counted were:

10b: 3. Was a $20 set race to 3 and I broke and ran the set. 9' diamond with 4.5" corners. No early 10's.
14.1: 28. I had a brief period with a buddy where we'd keep score. Nowadays all my 14.1 is just practice and I don't really count

Fun fact: that means my rotation high run of balls is higher than my 14.1 run.

No idea about 8b or 9b but I'd be shocked if either one was higher than 3. C+ player here.
My 1P runs are much higher than my 14.1 run. I’m absolutely the worst 14.1 player ever. 🥲
 
I really wanted a 147 in snooker. That is a perfect game and you finish with a success. Even the greatest straight pool runs that are verified were finished with a miss. The "perfect" at snooker always seems special because it is left open at the end, no misses. I was three shots away from perfect one night. My heart was pounding like a trip hammer when I got within three balls. I had realized where I was at and the last shot I had overran perfect shape a few inches.

Now I had the option of firing in the five with a lot of spin to hold it or going up to the head rail and back. Normally I would have went to the head rail and back but I had just over ran a similar shot a few inches. This old table had never spit a ball out of a pocket when it was hit dead center so I fired the five in dead center of the pocket with lots of speed and spin. The cue ball hung perfectly! An easy shot on the six with a little follow then tap in the seven. A done deal!

I walked around the table and dropped my bridge hand down to shoot the six. As I bent over to shoot the six a flash of blue caught my eye. The five ball shot dead center of the pocket had hopped back out and was about a foot from my bridge hand! I was a sick puppy. Worse, I moved away from the snooker tables a month or so later and that remains the closest I have ever came to a perfect at snooker. I was friendly with a snooker coach years later and told him about it.

He tried to give me a cheering "You were almost perfect!" like he would a student. I was aware he had been in my shoes but he had fired in some perfects too. I told him, "Almost perfect, or a million miles away." That is the thing, a 147 is a perfect frame, a 146 is just winning the frame. A 129 was not particularly special.

Hu
 
I really wanted a 147 in snooker. That is a perfect game and you finish with a success. Even the greatest straight pool runs that are verified were finished with a miss. The "perfect" at snooker always seems special because it is left open at the end, no misses. I was three shots away from perfect one night. My heart was pounding like a trip hammer when I got within three balls. I had realized where I was at and the last shot I had overran perfect shape a few inches.

Now I had the option of firing in the five with a lot of spin to hold it or going up to the head rail and back. Normally I would have went to the head rail and back but I had just over ran a similar shot a few inches. This old table had never spit a ball out of a pocket when it was hit dead center so I fired the five in dead center of the pocket with lots of speed and spin. The cue ball hung perfectly! An easy shot on the six with a little follow then tap in the seven. A done deal!

I walked around the table and dropped my bridge hand down to shoot the six. As I bent over to shoot the six a flash of blue caught my eye. The five ball shot dead center of the pocket had hopped back out and was about a foot from my bridge hand! I was a sick puppy. Worse, I moved away from the snooker tables a month or so later and that remains the closest I have ever came to a perfect at snooker. I was friendly with a snooker coach years later and told him about it.

He tried to give me a cheering "You were almost perfect!" like he would a student. I was aware he had been in my shoes but he had fired in some perfects too. I told him, "Almost perfect, or a million miles away." That is the thing, a 147 is a perfect frame, a 146 is just winning the frame. A 129 was not particularly special.

Hu
The time I had an 83 was perfect. I had one inning at the table, playing with three other players. When I came to the table I cleared it. I don't remember if I had all blacks with reds, I'm thinking not, so it wasn't perfect, but I did clear the table.

Jaden
 
The time I had an 83 was perfect. I had one inning at the table, playing with three other players. When I came to the table I cleared it. I don't remember if I had all blacks with reds, I'm thinking not, so it wasn't perfect, but I did clear the table.

Jaden

That is part of perfect, you had to decide to go for it early and shoot all blacks after reds even if not the best shot, or you had to play shape so it was the best shot.

Ronnie O'Sullivan might be the best cueist ever. I have no idea how many 147's he has but he is well aware they are special and expects to be compensated for them at a rate he considers fair, last I noticed 25,000 pounds or Euros. One of the ballsiest things I have ever seen, he stopped the match with eight points to check what a perfect paid. The price was right, he ran off the perfect! He had stopped the match for three to five minutes, would have looked like a terrible ass had he failed.

Another time, the event was only paying ten thousand for a perfect. About halfway through his run for no reason but to make his point, he shot a six then back to sevens. He shot a 146, his point made. No perfect shot at that event.

The perfect purse is actually a pool I guess would be the word. It is shared by all that shoot a perfect at an event. Usually only one but I have seen as many as three shot. Ronnie never said a cross word about sharing the pool, it was the small pool he objected to.

I don't know why snooker hooked me so well and thoroughly but if I could have found people to gamble with playing snooker I would have never played pool again. I think it was the lure of perfect. I didn't know anyone that had shot a perfect.

Hu
 
We’re talking best results ….no need to lie. A guy who never won with me getting the 5678…..I watched him run 5 racks for $100 game on a guy his own speed.

Not a run but one of the funniest things I ever saw. A guy I was almost genuine friends with was playing a very good player he didn't know, playing even. He was an easy three or four balls over his head. I wasn't a friend of the guy he was playing and decided to extract him from that bad game. Had to use a little maneuvering, I didn't care enough to get in a fight over it or worse.

As I watched from a few tables away leaning idly against a wall waiting to make my move I realized something. The one I was going to bail out was playing way over his head and winning! I didn't have a tally but he took the guy for at least hundreds. If I had told him who he was playing he would have rolled over and died, never made another ball.

After that I never tried to help someone until I was sure they needed help!

Hu
 
I don't really keep count in the way some people obsess. I was pretty stoked running all 5 racks of 8-ball in a race to 5 format tourney (Aileex table). My opps participation in the game involved two handshakes lol

4 or 5 racks of 9ball (old break format). Would have been one more, but it was playing pretty casual with a friend and the shit talking took its toll. I think it was 5 racks, but not 100% and checking with my bud will make me seem as though I have a giant head - I had a pretty tasty jump shot in the last rack which I remember, as I hooked myself playing the 3ball horribly (Aileex table).

MR format I can say for certain is 3, which was in a fancy tournament setting and part of a memorable win for me (Mr.Sung table).

Never crossed 100 playing snooker, but gotten close a couple of times. I remember one of the first times I passed 50 playing my dad, I missed a sitter and he made us go home after 🤣

4 racks of 14.1, left myself in a terrible place to open up the 5th. This was in a bar in Taiwan with ENORMOUS pockets, and I loved the fact that I bumped into three guys in their early twenties playing 14.1casually in a bar. Where I live, I can only find people few and far between, and always twice my age to play with. So it was pretty fun for me. Took a few drinks off them playing 8-ball, and then making some silly trick and proposition shots.
 
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