Only one person at a time puts their balls on the table.
Then as many as 4 people including the ball bearer will hit them with chalked sticks.
This game has really become more of a contact sport since I last played
In this town it appears that people develop the skill and art of leaving their balls on the table and going home.
There's a lost and found.
Please check with attendant for supervised claim.
"See, I told you, the blue ones."
"I'll just takes those off your hands."
There is a weekly tournament where the blue ribbon first prize is...............a bag of nuts.
pool halls and pin ball machines never got surpassed ==equaled yes but they were just as much enjoyment as their predecessors
I got tired of pool halls when they went to $8/hr to play so I built a 24x24 addition and put in an 1895 BBC "Novelty" 9 footer.
Most of the old halls are shut in Maine.Years ago there was a murder at the the Augusta pool hall and it never reopened.
Biggest problem with pool halls was drunken betting (cheating accusations) and fights with heavy balls and maple sticks.
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Originally posted by steve davisI got tired of pool halls when they went to $8/hr to play so I built a 24x24 addition and put in an 1895 BBC "Novelty" 9 footer.
Most of the old halls are shut in Maine.Years ago there was a murder at the the Augusta pool hall and it never reopened.
Biggest problem with pool halls was drunken betting (cheating accusations) and fights with heavy balls and maple sticks.
Yep, fought my way out of a pool hall, in none other than, Dodge City, Kansas! That maple stick save me, and perhaps when the granny working the counter wielded a shotgun, which might have influenced the 3 dudes feeling wronged. I never went back...to the pool hall. Its gone now, but I still do work in Dodge. Glad those days are wayyyyyy behind me. By about 50 years or so.
BTW, in ninth grade, feeling I was a good player, I went to a nearby pool hall. I got sand bagged, and could not cover the bet. I had to call my dad. (he was the local billiards guy to beat in his home town) He chewed on my butt all the way home. Then he went and bought a pool table for our basement. He said if I was going to ever go back to a pool hall, I would have to beat him first, in the game of my choice. I gave up, after many months, but did get better with his coaching. Brad
A good Buddy of mine with an eye for a bargain called me to help him pick up a pool table. It was at an Elks Club that was moving out. Free to the mover. The sides were covered in gray 70s wood paneling & it had quart Javex bottles for pockets.
We stripped all the paneling off right there & took it all out piece by piece. It was all red oak! There was 3 slates that were no fun for the two of us on the stairs one at a time. It is a 1890s Brunswick table.
He's a master machinist so he had all the leveling tools. He ordered a new felt & rails from Brunswick & ended up with a beautiful table. He made his own suede pockets. I worked in a factory running miles of clear pine into window & door parts.
I had a corner where i stashed interesting wood & stuff we used for "pressers". Wood we screwed onto guides that helped the parts through the molder. Everyone on my crew knew to stash anything interesting in the corner.
One night they showed me a pallet that said Bud of California on the sides. It was wood burned with a sheaf of grain on it. It was made of oak so I cut that part out & cut out 2 fiddle head shaped pieces & made a coat hanger out of it.
I was moving one time & he was helping me. I asked him if he wanted it & he took it. The next time I saw it he was using on the side of his table to hold the rake!
When I was in grade nine I took billiards as a gym class option! A bus would come to our school & take us to the pool hall in town! My dad would say that in His Day it was all the school could do to keep them OUT of the pool halls!
All of my best tips & pointers on how to play came from a jailbird I knew in Kingston.
Edited by - bubbalouie on 12/07/2022 18:03:40
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Originally posted by bubbalouieAll of my best tips & pointers on how to play came from a jailbird I knew in Kingston.
And now the jailbirds (still locked up) are mostly outside of Kingston (Joyceville. Bath, Millhaven), except for Collins Bay, and the pen is a tourist attraction (and Murdoch Mysteries set). They say that jailbirds' families are mainly in Rideau Heights.
Many moons ago, I went with my harmonica player to his local pub that had a pool table. 3 things I saw: At least 10 stacks of quarters around the table periphery, a ring of guys around the table with every one of them doing loosening up/limbering exercises and ya, fights galore. Turns out that was a long standing tradition at that pub and the local LEO's well aware of it and waited until things would calm down before entering into the fray. I remained unscathed. Pool is not a contact sport.
Got into three squirmishes I can remember while shooting pool...
...two of them weren't even my fault.
My wife was a dental hygienist and the dentist in the adjoins office and his wife were going thru a divorce. His wife had stored their pool table with a company that should and set up tables and it had been in storage almost a year. She told my wife we could have the table if we paid the storage bill.
So for $600 we got a custom California made table built out of solid Rosewood 4 1/2’ x 9’ size. The slate was in 3 pieces that must have weighed at least 200 lbs or more each.
I put in my table in 2003 and have never had any fights here.
I love the looks of a turn of the century Brunswick table.
Our Odd Fellows Hall has an 1890 "Cambridge" Brunswick model with rope carving and "Egyptian" friezes encircling the whole thing.
All the old BBC models had names.
I also have an Ollie Briggs 12 cue rack.Interesting because Briggs was a direct competitor with Brunswick and was sued out of business by them in the 20s for shamelessly copying Brunswick table construction designs.
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