Great picture. A lot of talent history and class. Pictures say more than words.
George was a hell of a player and a stand up guy, one of Freddies best old friends. George drove from Wisconsin to see his friend Freddie before they buried him, it was a rainy dreary day but in spite of that George took it on driving alone with stage 4 cancer. When he arrived at the wake he came to me offered his condolences to myself and the family and then said to me ..with a smile..Billy im still hanging in there
He looked very ill both arms were the color of purple/black and he had a yellowish colored complexion along with his eyes being yellow. It was sad just looking at him but I didnt question him about his condition and he never commented on it either, we just talked about the good old days and about meeting for lunch the next day. George shared a great story about how he met Lassiter..Mosconi and the great Harold Worst. He played Worst in a tournament and narrowly lost 150 to 122 and Worst said ..son I like the way you play you need a nick mame Worst then touched both of George's shoulders with the shaft of his v ue and said to George..From this day going forward you will be known as "The Polish Prince" and he was.
Angel Levine had to drive George back to Wisconson because it was clear he couldnt do it himself, The Polish Prince passed four days later.
George was a good guy and also a S.S. member in good standing.
R.I.P. George ..sorry we never had that chance to eat lunch.
Bill Incardona
George was a hell of a player and a stand up guy, one of Freddies best old friends. George drove from Wisconsin to see his friend Freddie before they buried him, it was a rainy dreary day but in spite of that George took it on driving alone with stage 4 cancer. When he arrived at the wake he came to me offered his condolences to myself and the family and then said to me ..with a smile..Billy im still hanging in there
He looked very ill both arms were the color of purple/black and he had a yellowish colored complexion along with his eyes being yellow. It was sad just looking at him but I didnt question him about his condition and he never commented on it either, we just talked about the good old days and about meeting for lunch the next day. George shared a great story about how he met Lassiter..Mosconi and the great Harold Worst. He played Worst in a tournament and narrowly lost 150 to 122 and Worst said ..son I like the way you play you need a nick mame Worst then touched both of George's shoulders with the shaft of his v ue and said to George..From this day going forward you will be known as "The Polish Prince" and he was.
Angel Levine had to drive George back to Wisconson because it was clear he couldnt do it himself, The Polish Prince passed four days later.
George was a good guy and also a S.S. member in good standing.
R.I.P. George ..sorry we never had that chance to eat lunch.
Bill Incardona
I don't no if people no. But I was born in 1944 in wagon in Poland with bombs falling. MY mother was fleeing Romania to get to Austria to a safe heaven for her and her. Three sons. I was the youngest just being born on the way. A lot of people got killed and starved to death. And the bullets. and bombs didn't have no names on them. It was hell on earth. And the Russians were chasing Hitler back to Berlin. Robing Killing and raping and destroying everything in site with blood and revenge in there eyes. And Romania was where the Germans made there last stand.My parents lost everything over night and they were one of the wealthest families in Romania.. And my father was in a Russian prison concentration camp in Yougaslavian for three years. That took all the life out of him. Wars do one thing they kill. And its ok to kill. And the best killers win. But that's how I was born. Its hard to imagine what women went through giving birth in those days. And then continue on there journey. To a safe heaven for there family.I heard that George courageously came up from Racine, Wisconson to Chicago for Freddy's memorial service -- despite being obviously mortally ill himself. Now there goes a good friend.
George was one of the veterans of Johnston City that came to the One Pocket Hall of Fame dinner in 2011 for the 50th anniversary of the first Johnston City tournament. I had invited George by looking him up in the same home town that George Jansco had him listed nearly 50 years earlier! He came to every HOF dinner after that, obviously really enjoying himself. It was a nice reconnection with Freddy too. George and Freddy were teammates back in about 1980 on a national championship 8-ball team that also included One Pocket great Artie Bodendorfer and Chicago's John Abbruzzo -- how is that for a killer line-up?!
Below is an old Johnston City photo of George.
That's what my father did hang meat. He was a butcher. They hung meat in the movie the God father too.
What was Georges high run in straight pool?
