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Originally Posted by CliffFletcher
My buddies and I want the Haysboro poll hall almost daily in grade 11 and 12 to play snooker on the full-sized tables. We got pretty decent. Not as good as the group of middle-aged guys who had been playing at the back table every day for years. But decent.
There was an old guy in his late 70s who had been going to the Haysboro pool hall every day for more than 30 years. The legendary fixture of the place. He was written up in the Herald, featured in a fluff piece by CBC, etc. At his age he just sat and watched the regulars at the back table.
One day, after we’d been playing there for over a year, he did something unprecedented - he walked over from his usual spot to our table to watch us play snooker. To see if these kids who played five times a week were any good.
We were pretty good. But my buddy and I had just gotten baked off our heads in the parking lot. And when the old legend sat down to watch as we racked the table, we totally choked. Missed shot after shot. Not saying a word to each other, just smoking, missing shots, and trying to pretend the old guy wasn’t watching. After about 20 minutes of this he got up and left. It was humiliating.
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Yeah, a kid I played soccer with was apparently related to the owners of that Pool Hall but I cant say that I ever went there. I did work there for several years though...not the pool hall, the offices they turned it into.
I worked in the 'Boro for a few years, lived there for a few years (Hays Farm Apartments FTW!).
One funny story...I was living in the Hays Farm Apartments and working at that office and one of the businesses in that Mall was a Driver's Training School, so in the months during the lead-up to the Province moving to the Graduated Driver's License that Mall parking lot was like a goddamned War Zone.
For a few years I was going to the Masons' annual Robbie Burns' Day dinner because the Scottish Butcher shop right next door made all of their Haggis and got a few invites and always gave me one, plus some 'extras.'
Oh the 'Boro...what a neighbourhood. I also helped their Community Association establish their Seniors' Assistance Snow Shoveling program...but that was eons ago. I mean...I helped organize some construction workers who were working on the Glenmore Underpass at the time help seniors clear their sidewalks during their off-time in the winter...I mean ages ago.
Then again, you were playing in that pool hall as a teenager so that must have been back in Fred Flintstone's time...did you ride a Brontosaurus there?