Why I love pool

A wonderful and nostagic story, thanks for posting. I play nowdays just for the fun of it, no money involved, just friends, a beer and conversation. As said by others here, a great game to be played as long as you can stand and hold a cue.................
 
Hey Willie,

Just wondering how the investigation turned out. You asked me to pm you his name so you could 'check it out' and determine whether I was lying or not. I did so and haven't heard anything back.

Since the internet has changed some and folks don't mind being named on here, I stopped in Manteca and the gentleman's name was Art Perry. He's a nice guy, a great player and knows everyone around his area including Bucktooth and Kim Davenport. He also mentioned that he knew Tony Annigoni and Jay Helfert.

I don't have any idea how good he actually used to play, but I guarantee you he could still run out. In the time we played he ran out at least 3-4 racks from the break (his or mine). Of course in the Central Valley you're lucky if that will win you a beer at a cowboy bar.

~rc

Yeah you did run into Art Perry, a pretty good ole player. I don't know about the world records part, but he could play. At least a good shortstop speed. He could play with the top players in Cali in his day (but be an underdog). He may have won some of the regular monthly tourneys at Hard Times. He was certainly good enough.

Most of the older pool players still like to come into the poolroom and bang 'em around and maybe impart a little knowledge if they get a chance. They no longer care so much about money games or making a few bucks. They just want to stay involved in the game they love. Guys like this who have been around the game for decades have a lot to share with anyone who cares to listen.

They had their day in the sun, when everyone knew that a player was in the room when they showed up. I never won anything either but the respect of my peers, and that was enough. In my day, if people called you a "player" that was a pretty fair compliment. By the way, the room you were in used to belong to Bucktooth.

Reminds me of old Harry who used to hang around Sixth and Western in L.A. Harry was a short stocky black man in his late 50's (or older) who would play anyone $5 One Pocket. A lot of players tried to beat Harry and failed, including some very good ones. I NEVER could beat him and I tried on several occasions. What surprised me was all the excellent One Pocket players who also could not beat Harry. Harry was a nice guy, soft spoken and not at all interested in gambling for high stakes. But for $5 he was more than glad to kick your ass. :smile:
 
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Yeah you did run into Art Perry, a pretty good ole player. I don't know about the world records part, but he could play. At least a good shortstop speed. He could play with the top players in Cali in his day (but be an underdog). He may have won some of the regular monthly tourneys at Hard Times. He was certainly good enough.

Most of the older pool players still like to come into the poolroom and bang 'em around and maybe impart a little knowledge if they get a chance. They no longer care so much about money games or making a few bucks. They just want to stay involved in the game they love. Guys like this who have been around the game for decades have a lot to share with anyone who cares to listen.

They had their day in the sun, when everyone knew that a player was in the room when they showed up. I never won anything either, but the respect of my peers and that was enough. In my day, if people called you a "player" that was a pretty fair compliment. By the way, the room you were in used to belong to Bucktooth.

Reminds me of old Harry who used to hang around Sixth and Western in L.A. Harry was a short stocky black man in his late 50's (or older) who would play anyone $5 One Pocket. A lot of players tried to beat Harry and failed, including some very good ones. I NEVER could beat him and I tried on several occasions. What surprised me was all the excellent One Pocket players who also could not beat Harry. Harry was a nice guy, soft spoken and not at all interested in gambling for high stakes. But for $5 he was more than glad to kick your ass. :smile:

Another good story. Thanks for posting Jay..... I'm waiting for the sequel to your book..........:thumbup:
 
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