What is your HIGH RUN?

i never have gotten stuck ten barrels. why go that far. usually with a stranger anyway. if i lose the first game of whatever we are playing i say its obvious you are better than me and we need to adjust.
if he wont i quit.
then he usually does as he doesn't want to lose me. if he doesnt give in i may continue if i feel i will win and can beat him out of something.
but then say i will only continue if you double the bet so you may choke.


Most tourney guys and lower level players have never played with a road dawg that knows how to set the hook. Any roadie worth his salt won't let his opponent control the match or they won't be on the road very long. Lol. Just saying. Not attacking you or your game dude. Don't take it personal. We are pros at exploiting the mental aspect of other players' games. That's how we survive out there. It has as much to do with this as what speed we play in order to leave w the green.
 
i never have gotten stuck ten barrels. why go that far. usually with a stranger anyway. if i lose the first game of whatever we are playing i say its obvious you are better than me and we need to adjust.
if he wont i quit.
then he usually does as he doesn't want to lose me. if he doesnt give in i may continue if i feel i will win and can beat him out of something.
but then say i will only continue if you double the bet so you may choke.
The guys who went bust told themselves the exact same thing b4 playing and watched as all their money walked out the door scratching their head. Or ass or whatever else they had that was itchin.😂
 
I never cared about the money as long as I had some in my pocket. I was in hog heaven the once or twice a year the bet got up to a hundred a game eight or nine ball. Fifty I could often find. I never understood why but the bet always went from a beer or drink, three dollars, five, ten, twenty, fifty, a hundred a game. I can remember playing for odd money, thirty or forty, once.

When strangers popped off play a thousand or fifteen hundred a game I always said sure. Never had one call my bluff. If they could post I would have played so it wasn't that much of a bluff. We couldn't post in my home parish(county) so if I was skeptical I would make them flash the cash and put it back in their pocket. If you put it on the light some asswipe would call a cop buddy and you would be busted and as Jerry Reed said, "All that money kept as evidence." They would split most of it and you would have a gambling charge.

Reminds me of a gambler's story. A family court judge friendly to his wife had jacked child support for two children up to a huge two grand a month around 1970. The man was paying it, with no visible means of support. The judge told him to present proof of income or get locked up for contempt of court. Eddie went to work. Made a $1500 bet the first day on the job that he would stick with it six months!



I used to keep a thirty cup urn going all day at my business in cold weather jacked full of dark roast coffee with chicory. The stories flew!

Hu
Chicory!!! Bitter nasty stuff!!
I know during the war coffee was in short supply or impossible to get, so y'all south of the Mason/Dixon started brewing up Chicory.
They still serve it in restaurants down there!!
I'd rather not drink the stuff.
Maybe that's why there's not much hair on my chest.😂
All in what you get used to, I guess.
 
I played a guy one night 6 red snooker for 10 hours at $5/game and it ended at 110 games. He beat me 59-51 . We played again full rack and ended at 50 games. I don't remember what the score in games were but both were marathons.
Counting or worrying about the score is what breaks your concentration. Quiet all that, play your game until the guy breaks and gives up or you reach the intended #. Let your partner handle that stuff so you can stay in the zone.
 
If you want some stories, here's one for you. Around 2009 I was working on some networks for NMCI (Navy and Marine Corps Intranet). I was traveling all over the country and setting up the little stand alone networks. For instance, that's how I got to go to Fargo and play (had a tuna fish sandwich next to a pool hall and got massive food poisoning).

Well before I flew to Fargo, I was in Knoxville. I went to the local pool hall and was playing all day with one of the locals who's aunt owned the pool hall. We were messing around playing $1 a rack 9 ball on the barbox. Later on in the evening (this was back when I would typically play 10-15 hour sessions when I went to a pool hall), two road players came in on their way to the Johnny Archer classic down at MBC.

I recognized one of them (Hennessee) and knew what was coming. They talked the kid I was playing's older brother into some races to 7 giving him the 7 out. I knew that no one knew me at the time, so I went over to the ATM and got out a couple of hundred dollars and waited.

I don't remember if they played one set or two, but the older brother knew he was outmatched and quit, so I said, I'll play you the same way.

Now, the guy playing was the road partner, not Hennessee. He said I can't give you that, you're better than him, I'll give you the eight. I said, I've been breaking even with his little brother all day on the barbox and he's better than his little brother.

he said, ok, I'll give you the 7.

I said ok how about we make the race to 9 instead of 7, they both said no, let's keep it at 7 (that becomes important in a minute).

So I proceed to beat him 7 to 2, but he racks again and end up having to beat him to 9, lol. Final score 9-3.

he then says why don't you play my buddy here instead, referring to Hennessee, but he's not as good as me so you gotta play him even.

So, I did, and I won, like 9-4. They wanted to keep on playing, so I agreed to one more, but you have to understand that they were supposed to close by 2:00 and had been vacuuming for like two hours. We played one more and Hennessee got me hill hill and they wanted to KEEP on playing. I said, I've got to catch a flight in a few hours (really it wasn't for another day) but I wasn't going to make this poor family keep the place open any longer (it was already close to 5 am).

They said they'd be coming back by, and I said I'd be there (I wasn't going to be).

Oh yeah, I didn't go to fargo next. I went to the twin cities. Because I ended up losing the 100 bucks I was up from Knoxville playing Tinman two $50 dollar sets...But it was on his home turf, so he had the advantage.

Hey @Tin man you remember that? LOL.

Jaden
You ate tuna in Fargo???
Brave man indeed. Lol.
 
OK I just woke up from my nap and can't help but wonder, who has the high run in this thread. Consecutive posts I mean. 😉 I think I have a couple of 3s. I did have back to back 3s with just one post breaking them up. I must have taken a bathroom break. 🤷‍♂️ 😉
Gotta stay on topic.....well bonus points for on topic. Alls fair!
Seriously I enjoy the insights that people's stories bring. Helps me form the mental picture of the people in the conversation. Social Intercourse is a favorite term I learned in high school. It would bring a blush to our unmarried english teacher. She was lonely. 🤷‍♂️
 
when i hit a town i would find out who the gamblers were and what they would play for and how good they were.
then i would play the worst player in town and lose some to him. then use that to get games from the list from the bottom up. some times i got to beat everyone on the list i wanted to play. getting spotted all the way up.
most road players didnt have much money and had to win right away so ended up playing one of the best in town and killed off all their other easy action.
 
OK I just woke up from my nap and can't help but wonder, who has the high run in this thread. Consecutive posts I mean. 😉 I think I have a couple of 3s. I did have back to back 3s with just one post breaking them up. I must have taken a bathroom break. 🤷‍♂️ 😉
Gotta stay on topic.....well bonus points for on topic. Alls fair!
Seriously I enjoy the insights that people's stories bring. Helps me form the mental picture of the people in the conversation. Social Intercourse is a favorite term I learned in high school. It would bring a blush to our unmarried english teacher. She was lonely. 🤷‍♂️
Quality always overrules quantity!
 
Chicory!!! Bitter nasty stuff!!
I know during the war coffee was in short supply or impossible to get, so y'all south of the Mason/Dixon started brewing up Chicory.
They still serve it in restaurants down there!!
I'd rather not drink the stuff.
Maybe that's why there's not much hair on my chest.😂
All in what you get used to, I guess.

Chicory and coffee is good stuff. The catch is that the water has to be maybe ten or twenty degrees hotter to brew chicory than to brew coffee. Some coffee pots don't get that hot and chicory that doesn't get hot enough to brew properly is as nasty as you say and worse. You can score some Community Coffee New Orleans Blend for a sample but it is medium roast coffee. Dark roast coffee and chicory, that used to be what got me out of bed in the morning after running the wrecker until a couple hours before!

About snooker numbers, that is points not balls. All the red balls are one point, the rest worth two through seven points depending on the ball. To score a perfect you have to make all the red balls followed by the black ball after every red ball. Obviously all of the numbered balls are respotted when they are made until the reds are gone, then you run them off in order.

Snooker is surprisingly easier than it seems at first try. You get down in the killing field and work side to side of the table so you are really playing on a three by six or six by six area if you are having a good run. In some ways it is more like bar table than bigger table pool.

I like that most shots are missable on a snooker table. Lose attention a moment and the ball can go astray.

OK I just woke up from my nap and can't help but wonder, who has the high run in this thread.

I try to avoid more than a double tap consecutively but sometimes with posts flying from everywhere I can't resist replying.

some times i got to beat everyone on the list i wanted to play.

I was usually moving through town on the fly, a few days at most. I would read the room and try to start about two-thirds up, maybe three-quarter. They had to have the skills to be willing to bet. I struggled to beat them all and crept up the ladder. When somebody said something about playing a lot better than I had been I pointed out that I had said I hadn't been playing.

When it came to reading a room Tom Ferry, OldHasBeen on AZB was the man. Sneaky varmint scouted me for three days! Decided I wasn't a certain score and we talked a bit.

Hu
 
I guess I can retell a favorite so...rerun alert:
1978 was the first time I won a game for money. Well a 6 pack of Michalob at closing time. I was in the early stage of impressing the gal that I am still married to. 🤷‍♂️
It was at the (H-B) H bar B in Oakdale CA. The cowboy capital of the world. It was Friday night and I had emptied my pocket courting. The last game before close we were playing partners against the bulldog and team roping Champions. As I prepared to break she let me know she had made the wager. ...... Well kind of like the jump from the cliff. I broke the balls, with the thought that a loss could end with payment in blood. A favorite challenge of the locals was, "first one to hit the ground buys the beer." Hmmmm
My Wife taught me that I could play under pressure. My break and run was a first for me. The first win for money. As we lounged outside and enjoyed the beer, I told her of my quandary. Being broke plus never ever winning even a dollar playing pool. She laughed and told me she had credit with the bar and could have opened a tab. Heck I did not even know what a tab was. 🤷‍♂️
 
This belongs in my Preacher thread but oh well what the hell.
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it's been so long since I ran a rack of 9 ball. BUT my break is spot on. 🤷‍♂️ breaking from the pad . The picture is the result with the 1 hanging bottom right.
Break practice is worth a LOT playing 9 ball.
My intention is to strike the head ball square and bounce straight back. That's pretty close to perfect.
 
Seriously. Just look at the comments on this post that have 14:1 high runs and Snooker runs listed w them. All the snooker runs are higher than 14:1 runs.
What does that tell you??
Besides smaller pockets, the games are similar in many respects. Imo, alternating between pocketing a numbered ball and colored ball gives additional opportunities for better shape on the cluster in order to chip away more effectively. Anybody wanna chime in here??
Snooker runs are numerated by point total.
Red = 1
Other balls 2 - 7 points.
 
This belongs in my Preacher thread but oh well what the hell. View attachment 775610it's been so long since I ran a rack of 9 ball. BUT my break is spot on. 🤷‍♂️ breaking from the pad . The picture is the result with the 1 hanging bottom right.
Break practice is worth a LOT playing 9 ball.
My intention is to strike the head ball square and bounce straight back. That's pretty close to perfect.

Somebody asked me about breaking this morning. I couldn't figure out how to text him the importance of just hitting the one square. I saw a day or two ago that Bustamonte is still credited with the fastest break in the world and he ain't no giant.

I think the real fastest might be a martial artist. He speared the cue ball one handed stepping in and using his full body.

Where is your preacher thread?

Hu
 
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