Poll of the Day > How not to catch an ass beating at your local pool hall.

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Don't show up and play with a rough looking group of guys and start nerding out with commonly unenforced pool fouls like double hit kiss shots.

For the unaware, a double hit is when the cue stick tip strikes the cue ball twice on a hit. Historically this is understood as an obvious double contact with the tip, but in pro pool, there are signs that let you know when this has been done when the naked eye can't spot. This is especially prevalent in kiss shots when a couple balls including the cue ball are up against each other.

Now, with that said... you MAY technically be right calling that foul, but Coco and Rayray might just whoop your ass if you try and call them out on shit the general pool playing public doesn't know about.

Don't be a stickler. Let shit go. Keep your fingers.

Straughan posted...

Don't show up and play with a rough looking group of guys

You could have stopped here and you'd sum up every experience I've ever had in a pool hall.

If I'm not playing with the people I came with, I'm not playing.

In fact, if I'm not showing up with people in the first place, I'm not there at all.

ParanoidObsessive posted...

You could have stopped here and you'd sum up every experience I've ever had in a pool hall.

If I'm not playing with the people I came with, I'm not playing.

In fact, if I'm not showing up with people in the first place, I'm not there at all.

My play is to act all meek a complimentary as if an eager-to-learn student. Works well. I do this when I get pulled over by cops too.

What if I do not have a local pool hall?

Judgmenl posted...

What if I do not have a local pool hall?

Then just watch The Hustler with Paul Newman and Jackie Gleason and call it a night.

Used to work at a place that had a table and bought my own cue (I no longer have it sadly) would get to work early to play a round or two.

I never worked at one, but I helped open and uncover and roll up the covers to help the owner. That was a place in Charlotte, NC. The hourly fee was high, but we only had to pay once a week unless it was busy because we came so much.

They had a bar and restaurant on the side. Bar on left billard wall, and small front side doorless opening to a snazzy restaurant. The wooden slab dining tables had so much polyurethane on them, you could almost see the thickness overhead. I held the high school on one of the pinball machines too lol.

ParanoidObsessive posted...

If I'm not playing with the people I came with, I'm not playing.

I've played with strangers a few times when drunk (a couple times for money), but yeah I generally don't like to do that

The local corner store had one in the rural town I grew up in, until the punkass teens ripped the felt top once too many times and everybody got sick of paying to replace it.

I grew up in a small town full of WWII retirees who liked to play pool. they would have liked the cue I bought; (finally remembered the composition) maple and walnut with pearl inlays, two piece brass connection. The brass strips really easy, so light touch whoever has it.

Don't pool shark. My grandad did it but he could handle himself. Golden gloves boxer and black belt martial artist he earned in Asia while in the military. Plus he packed iron at all times.

But he was bad for it come in place a bet. Intentionally lose. Call double or nothing then mop the floor with them. Says he ended up shooting a guy (non lethally) over a game once where the guy tried robbing the money he bet back with a knife

Sufferedphoneix posted...

Don't pool shark. My grandad did it but he could handle himself. Golden gloves boxer and black belt martial artist he earned in Asia while in the military. Plus he packed iron at all times.

But he was bad for it come in place a bet. Intentionally lose. Call double or nothing then mop the floor with them. Says he ended up shooting a guy (non lethally) over a game once where the guy tried robbing the money he bet back with a knife

I think I knew your dad, or knew a guy who knew your dad. Cool guy.

I havent played pool since smoking indoors was banned. I own a good stick too, hope it hasnt warped sitting in the closet for so long.

KodyKeir posted...

I think I knew your dad, or knew a guy who knew your dad. Cool guy.

Grandad.this happened way back in the day.

My grandad was not a cool guy. He had a heart of gold buried deep but on the exterior he was the king of assholes.

It was weird. He walked and talked like he hated everyone. But when the chips where down he was there to help and I don't mean just for family. He's helped my bestbfriend out of a jam or two

Sufferedphoneix posted...

My grandad was not a cool guy.

Granddad. That.

If he was a patch member of the HA once upon a time, we might be talking about the same guy. Real bad dude but somehow my friend.