BILL CADY Word Count: 149,227 - At My Friend's Place

Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 348
on me a couple minutes before I gave in. I think he honestly intended to let me win a
close game, so I purposely beat him by three balls, but made it look as if I was just lucky.
He paid up, then wanted to go double or nothing. He may have even meant it,
wanting to get even quickly. If so, he was underfunded for what he was doing. He
should‟ve had at least a couple hundred on him, although most of it should be in a back
pocket, only to be used if needed.
I refused, acting scared, so we played again for ten. I beat him by two balls.
The third game was for ten, and I almost lost it. He missed on the eight when I
still had one ball left, but my ball was near a pocket and the eight ball was dead meat, so I
won. I let him talk me into twenty for the fourth game, and beat him by only a ball. That
was intentional. Now he was out fifty bucks and wasn‟t happy about it. Not at all. He
was real insistent on double or nothing, but I wouldn‟t go past twenty, so he racked „em
up again.
When I beat him again, it was close. I wanted it that way, but I intended to beat
him by one ball. However, he made a lucky shot I really think was successful only for
that reason, then barely missed on the eight. He left it pretty close to the side pocket, so I
cut it in and collected again.
Although I had my own money, it was all in my back pocket by the time I left the
restroom. So, I started with ten bucks from my sponsor and I now had $80.00, including
that first ten bucks.
The hustler insisted on playing for fifty, telling me I already had $70.00 of his
money, so I let him push me into saying yes. He‟d already loosened up his racks, so I
made nothing on the break. Then, when he shot his second ball, the cue ball went where
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