Has this ever happened to you?
You’re just waiting around at Greenfields for your next pool lesson to arrive when you’re approached by a scruffy guy with two black soft cases bunjeed together, decorated with a large metal plate that reads: BEWARE OF SHARK. [wish I had a photo of THAT]
He announces that he’s a road player and asks if anyone in the joint “has any gamble in them.” When you respond, “I’ll play you. What do you wanna play for?” he says, “I can’t play you. I don’t play perdy ladies.”
He then tosses you his business card to prove that he’s not only just a road player, but he’s the President of Roadplayer Enterprises. Wow! Who knew there was such a thing?!??? And all these years the poor road players were struggling to make it on their own when all along there was an enterprise for such a thing.
No, seriously. I can’t make this stuff up.
Again, he persists, “Is there anyone here that will play me some?” And again, I respond, “I told you I would play you.” Yeah, yeah, I know ‘perdy ladies’ blah, blah, blah.
Finally, he asks aggressively, “Is there anyone in here that can run five racks?!” Huh??? Who asks that? Interesting question since he couldn’t run one rack himself. Maybe that’s part of being a good ‘road player.’ At this point, I just don’t even understand what he’s saying. He finally left with me very confused and yet curious all at the same time.
Question: He has a local “720″ phone number so how much of a road player can he be if he doesn’t even know where the local action is to be found? Not to mention, he’s not really on the ‘road.’
Another question: “9-BALL’S GREATEST SHOWMAN”?!?? What the????
I just don’t get it.
Signed,
notaroadplayer
Maybe he meant he is a ROGUE player. You know, him against the world. A rough and tumble man of the highway, doing it my way…
On the road again. LOL!!
I personally am so far off the beaten path for me to go “rogue” would involve months of therapy and re-entering society in the circus.
Wow, that’s … um… interesting. Maybe he’s just buttering you up for a month from now when he returns and runs 11 racks on you? Or maybe he was playing opposite handed since you’re “a perdy lady”?
I got nothin’.
See? Bewildering, isn’t it?