Playing pool got me sent to boarding school. Spent 9th grade hustling pool. Parents found my money roll and made me give it to the proprietor of the place to give back to those who had lost it! I'm sure he worked as hard to find them as OJ does to find the 'real killers.' Did my share of sandbagging, riding the bus and running for my life. Still love the game but don't have a table. Most of my friends refuse to play me but love it when I lose on the bar box. Reading this thread brings back some good memories.

Beautiful stick!

My parents bought a house 4 blocks from the local bowling alley when I was 12. For the next 10 years, it was our hang out through most of the 70's (also met my wife there). At age 18, I became a starving pro bowler, but if we weren't bowling it was pool or pinball. And, of course, there was always a small wager on the outcome.

There were two huge snooker tables amongst the 10 brunswick tables. I loved the game and it made shooting pool on anything smaller than 9 feet look like a tap in. :)

Sweet stick.

I play a pretty good game of pool. I used to be in a pool league for 7 years as well.

It is really funny...
 

...that this thread has popped back up again.

Funny to me, since I just purchased a 39 year old Gold Crown regulation (4 1/2 X 9) table for $750 at a garage sale. No kidding.

Four legs, three piece slate, leather corner covers and no ball return. The bumpers are rock hard but the rail tops are real rosewood and still very nice...there is a cigarette burn or three. Has real pearl inlay dots. The leather has not rotted, nor has the pocket nets. Can you tell that I am ecxited?

I had to rent a storage unit to put it in. I cannot afford a home that has a billiard room...but this is one fine piece of furniture. I will restore this table...as soon as I can find a place to put it. The garage is full of Porsche stuff.

I never understood why some people would pay to store stupid stuff...now I am one. :rolleyes:

Paul, hope to meet you in Sonoma. Shawn.

ha! speaking of cues, here's a thread showing my friend's restoration work. it's not really restoration, but when he replaces the tip, he goes through the entire cue just to make it brand new again. amazing work.

http://www.dorkiphus.com/porsche/showthread.php?t=8485&highlight=moori

Re: It is really funny...
 

Wow! Good find, Shawn. There are good "table mechanics" out there who can do a proper restoration for you. My problem here..I'd love to have a 9' table, but simply no place to put it.

I'll be skipping Sonoma. I resigned from R Gruppe, so switched my room & registration over to a buddy I'd talked into going. Didn't think it would be right to leave him in the lurch. Personal reasons, but I'm going to be backing off on the car clubs scene.

(edit) Dave, those "before" pics remind me to stay away from red felt tables that force the use of red chalk. ;)

different game but the skill can still be appreciated.
fantastic run in snooker

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I have a group of friends that all have tables. We've come up with this 'league' of sorts and try to play at someones place once a month. Not great play, but in an 8 ball game, you can only expect two turns or three if you're lucky.

I have a generic Viking cue with a predator shaft. I have been trying different tips to see what I like. Right now it's a really firm one and I'm not sure that's the way I want to go.

At my most serious I had a very nice/expensive Joss cue, but one of my favorites for feel was a cheap Viking with a small gauge shaft that I won from a guy. It's all about what feels "right" to you.

Pool? Ya Got Trouble, my friend.

Well, ya got trouble, my friend.
Right here, I say trouble right here in River City
Why, sure, I'm a billiard player
Certainly mighty proud to say,
I'm always mighty proud to say it
I consider the hours I spend with a cue in my hand are golden
Help you cultivate horse sense and a cool head and a keen eye
Didja ever take an' try an' give an iron clad leave
to yourself from a three-rail billiard shot?
But just as I say it takes judgement, brains and maturity
to score in a balk-line game
I say that any boob can take and shove a ball in a pocket
And I call that sloth,
the first big step on the road to the depths of degreda-
I say, first- medicinal wine from a teaspoon,
then beer from a bottle
And the next thing you know your son is playin'
for money in a pinchback suit
and listenin' to some big out-o'-town jasper
Hear him tell about horserace gamblin'
Not a wholesome trottin' race, no,
but a race where they set down right on the horse
Like to see some stuck up jockey boy sittin' on Dan Patch?
Make your blood boil, well I should say
Now, folks, let me show you what I mean
You got one, two, three, four, five, six pockets in a table
Pockets that mark the difference between a gentleman and a bum
With a capital 'B' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'

And all week long, your River City youth'll be fritterin' away
I say, your young men'll be fritterin'
Fritterin' away their noontime, suppertime, choretime, too
Hit the ball in the pocket
Never mind gettin' dandelions pulled or the screen door patched
or the beefsteak pounded
Never mind pumpin' any water 'til your parents are caught
with a cistern empty on a Saturday night and that's trouble
Oh, ya got lots and lots o' trouble
I'm thinkin' of the kids in the knickerbockers shirttails,
young ones peekin' in the pool hall window after school
Ya got trouble, folks, right here in River City
with a capital 'T' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'

Now I know all you folks are the right kind of parents
I'm gonna be perfectly frank
Would you like to know what kind of conversation goes on
while they're loafin' around that hall
They'll be tryin' out Bevo, tryin' out Cubebs,
tryin' out tailor-mades like cigarette fiends
And braggin' all about how they're gonna cover up
a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen
Now one fine night they leave the pool hall
headin' for the dance at the Armory
Libertine men and scarlet women and ragtime
Shameless music that'll grab your son, your daughter
into the arms of a jungle animal instinct- massteria!
Friends, the idle brain is the devil's playground, trouble!

Oh, we got trouble
Right here in River City
Right here in River City
With a capital 'T' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'
That stands for pool
We surely got trouble
We surely got trouble
Right here in River City
Right here

Gotta figure out a way to keep the young ones
moral after school

Spoken:
Mothers of River City,
heed this warning before it's too late
Watch for the tell-tale signs of corruption
The minute your son leaves the house
does he rebuckle his knickerbockers below the knee?
Is there a nicotine stain on his index finger?
A dime novel hidden in the corncrib?
Is he starting to memorize jokes
from Cap'n Billy's Whizbang?
Are certain words creeping into his conversation?
Words like... swell?
And... 'so's your old man'?
Well if so, my friends...

Ya got trouble
Oh, we got trouble
Right here in River City
Right here in River City
With a capital 'T' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for 'pool'
That stands for pool
We've surely got trouble
We surely got trouble
Right here in River City
Right here

Remember the Maine, Plymouth Rock and the Golden Rule?
Oho, we got trouble
We're in terrible, terrible trouble
That game with the fifteen numbered balls is the devil's tool
Devil's tool
Yes, we've got trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, yes, we got trouble here, we got big, big trouble
With a 'T'

With a capital 'T'
And that rhymes with 'P'
That rhymes with 'P'
And that stands for pool
That stands for pool

Remember my friends, listen to me,
because I pass this way but once

I find funny this old thread came up as well. But funny how life turns out sometime, isn't it? I'm looking at the car being trucked to New Jersey soon. There, it will go into a container and shipped to Istanbul.

I'll be hanging on to the old Palmer...it's easier to store & take care of.
:)

dump the...
 

Predator shaft straight away.

Joel. The laminated shafts are for (dedicated) seasoned players. Your game will improve better with a straight grain rock maple shaft. The hot rod shafts will throw your natural hit angle wierd...the angle that you need to learn. Alot.

Leather tips are a personal choice. I use the Le Pro soft. Some say that they are too hard. I reshape every month and replace every 6 months. Cost is...$40 per year.

The best Billiard cue you can buy is this: Your local custom cue maker will take a standard 19 oz. house cue...cut it in half, install a bolt at the new joint, provide a proper 16 inch pro taper on the shaft, and place a 12 - 14 mm leather tip of your choice on there.

Cost is $120 tops. You now have a "Sneaky Pete" that is designed just for you and plays better than your buddies high $ stick.

Proper stance, stay down on your shot, follow through, hit only as hard as needed, then pot a ball.

Paul, I know your pain. Shawn.
http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1182935572.jpg

Yesterday a guy hocked a Meucci cue. He must have felt the need to convince me of its worth as he brought along a "Blue Book of Pool Cues". Like I wouldn't think it was worth the $30 he wanted to borrow. He left the book also, no doubt my cue IQ will increase with a bit of reading. Feijstead (sp) is the publisher.
Jim

Hey, I'll pay you #15 for the blue book. Don't think I want the Meucci tho..unless it's a very old one.

Shawn? Thanks! I'm all over the map emotionally right now. But really, I do think it's time for me to leave the P-car world...

May the pockets never move for you. They sure do for me, no matter what stick I use! :D