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Unlike gentlemanly Willie Hoppe, the carom-billiard king* who appears to be looking at the ceiling while his opponent shoots, Mosconi and Crane eyed each other like two men trying to flag the same cab on a rainy night. Mosconi, shooting almost too rapidly, made runs up to 139. But when he missed he banged the table unbecomingly, sat down, and snapped irritably to spectators who stood in the doorway: "Come...
Naughty Word. Mosconi and Crane are unmistakably in earnest about their rivalry. But they both work for the same boss, the Brunswick-Balke-Collender Co., largest U.S. manufacturers of billiard and bowling equipment. Brunswick, which has done a lot to make bowling respectable, is now out to do as much for pool. Brunswick is well aware that many of the nation's 32,000 pool halls are only fronts; they are often gambling and bookie joints, or at best, no place for a lady. B-B-C employees are fined $1 every time they say "pool"; they must...
...After many a swan song, Manhattan's venerable old Murray Hill Hotel, a seedy symbol of the Mauve Decade, finally closed its doors. J. P. Morgan Sr. used to sip coffee in the Murray Hill's lobby; Mark Twain often used its decorous billiard room. Now its eight stories of brownstone will be torn down. In its place (on Park Avenue a block south of Grand Central) will go a 30-story office building...
Twin Purposes. The Commission had worked for three months under Assistant Attorney General A. Devitt Vanech, a billiard-bald lawyer from Connecticut with 14 years' service in the Justice Department. Other members represented the State, Treasury, War & Navy Departments and the Civil Service Commission...
George W. Bagby on a concert by famed Pianist Anton Rubinstein: "Well, sir, he had the blamedest, biggest, catty-corneredest pianner you ever laid your eyes on-something like a distracted billiard table on three legs. . . . Played well? You bet he did. When he first sit down, he peered to care mighty little about playing, and wished he hadn't come. He tweedle-eedled a little on the treble, and twoodle-oodled some on the bass. . . . All of a sudden, old Ruby changed his tune. . . . He lit into them keys like a thousand of brick. He give...