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My Embarrassing Hooker Story (definitely not what you think!)

November 12, 2012
English: Close-up picture of billiard balls

English: Close-up picture of billiard balls (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Quite a few years ago I was a very good pool(billiards) player and have slowly started taking it up again.
Yesterday, I enter a pool tournament and the competition was fierce. As I was playing, many of the players seen me as serious competition and played very defensively.
When a player plays defensively they shoot the cue ball in such a way that it makes it very difficult for their opponent to make a shot just in case they miss what their shooting at and sometimes they shoot this way without any intent on making a shot. If they are successful and their opponent cannot even see the ball that needs to be shot in next it is called a “hook” shot.
I was beating players and playing very well.
After beating three players, I found myself playing a very well dressed woman who looked to be in her sixties and she seemed very determined to beat me. I watched her try to make every shot as though it was her last. She had a professional cue stick, a silk glove to make the cue stick slide across her hand better, and a very competitive nature.
During the beginning of the first game in race to win five games, she hooked me three times in a row! So by the third time I said to her “Gosh! I didn’t know I was playing a HOOKER! ” and she quipped “Well a girls got to do what a girls got to do!” so I said popped off ” Well at least your honest about it!” and we both laughed. We carried the banter on through the match until I finally I beat her in the end. She told me that I could tell the lady that put the tournament on that I was the winner and I said “okay “. That is when I decided to tease her one more time! I said in a very very loud voice, one loud enough that the woman could hear me CLEARLY across the room “YEAH CHEETAH I BEAT THE HOOKER!!!”. Cheetah, the tournament host, turned a deep red, grabbed my arm, and hurried me outside and said with laughing breathless exclamation ” Stuart don’t you know that she’s a preacher’s wife? !!!” I rolled my eyes and sighed and said joking ” That figures! Now I ‘m sure I’m going straight to hell! ” . The preaches wife was laughing hysterically at all my banter and now I knew why…the laugh way on me. We had a historically great time especially my new friend the hooker (pool hooker that is!).
And the moral to this story… If your going to tease others you’d better be prepared to laugh at yourself  because it sometimes comes right back at you in unpredictably unimaginable ways!

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. November 13, 2012 2:17 am

    Wow…what a story…so the preacher’s wife was a hooker! Hahaha…good one, Stuart…and good that you can laugh at yourself too.

    • November 13, 2012 4:13 am

      She sure was! …and the best one I’d seen in awhile! um…er not that I make it a habbit of seeing hookers but… LOL! We had a ball at the billiard hall. That’s what I’m saying.
      Ooooo shoot! I’ll just drop the shovel before I dig my hole any deeper! 😉 Great to see you Gayle!!!

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