onepocket926
Verified Member
...when I moved to Northern California...about 8 years ago from oregon where I was parked for awhile....I played in a local Bar Tourney...I got lucky and won (I thought).....this older Hispanic Gentleman..asked if I wanted to play for a few dollars...I had just beat him in the Tourney (I thought )....so I said ..."sure...thought you'd never ask"....lol.....after 5 or 6 games of loosing by one ball at $ 10 a game.......*light appears above his head*......I figured this guy could play...so I changed the game to....bank the eight in the last hole and raised the bet to $20 dollars...after beatin' him..3 games.....he quit....over the next 5 years we became "Best friends"....I would always stake him with my last dollar.....cause even if we lost i was assured we had the .."Best of the Game".......in the long run...I made $$$$$$$$$.....lol.....anyways...where was I....?...oh yeah....I have often wanted to...Chronical his carrier as a Hustler...i have many stories down...but he's in his 70's now and memory fades.....he was Known as.....Nicauguan Al...Nica...or ...Alberto Flores...if you have any stories I would apprieciate them....he played all over the country in the 60's and 70's......probably mostly in...So. California....Bar Tables were his battle ground...but he can .......run a few on the big Table too....his ability to clock a player is phenominal..........I can remember seein him play in the after hours action...at places like...Daisy Mae's.....in the late 70's...but he was way out of my leauge on a bar table....seemed like he never missed.....after we became friends...and ....BCA league team mates....twice we played in the Nationals and twice his play got us into the cash....I remember the last match...we were up...I think 10-9 in a race to 11....Al was hooked on the 8....his team mate was ...also hooked on the eight....now this was a single elimination last chance tourney cause we were out of the main gig in 2....lol...64 teams...and winners match.......14 hours of playin'...and we were flat broke after a week in Vegas...so there was no pressure....lol.....heres the play....al...obviously the best Player on our team.......stalls even gets a ref called to clock him.....untill our other team mate...shoots.....The Game is over...and the ref is still clockin' him........our other team mate makes an unbelievable 2 rail kick to an 8 ball in the middle of the table..to the long pocket........after the match and the resulting malae....lol....we sent 'em home to...Ohio......he said....two reasons why he stalled...because his kick was easier.....so if ....our partner missed..less pressure.....(if you can imagin that..i wanna sell you a bridge)..lol......and our oppenants would be......hot because of the delay..so if he did miss....we might get another shot....damn...what kind of thinkin' is that....he was calm as a cucumber.....he told me..."you have to think like a tiger"....years later I figured out what he meant...so I instilled that in my son's game........if a tiger makes his move to quick...he scares the prey..and he goes hungry.....think like it's your only meal in a week......think smart......thanks for your indulgence.....I'm sure this is over the amount of text you can submit......