A Quote by Minnesota Fats

Gleason used to rack balls for me when he was a kid in Brooklyn and in Long Island. — © Minnesota Fats
Gleason used to rack balls for me when he was a kid in Brooklyn and in Long Island.
I'm a black kid from the ghetto of Coney Island, Brooklyn, who only ever dreamed of playing in the NBA. So to have that dream come true but then go on this second journey in China... it's so far beyond anything that kid could have imagined.
My brother played the game with his friends, so I thought I was a pretty smart kid and I played this friend of mine and he just crushed me and this was Brooklyn Tech High School in Brooklyn where I still live, in Brooklyn, New York and this guy beat me so bad it wasn't even funny. I couldn't understand why he beat me.
Gleason became like a mentor of mine. I had Gleason helping me on television, Godfrey on radio.
Being from Staten Island and Brooklyn, I'm used to eating pasta and meatballs every single day.
My wife and I live in Brooklyn, N.Y., not too far from where my Long Island childhood happened.
I'm sure you're used to hearing that when people get to Long Island for the first time, it's a bit of a shock to the system. But I found Long Island people very endearing.
When I was a kid, I did martial arts because boxing wasn't really available on Long Island. I think now kids are able to begin boxing earlier. So it's great and whatever can promote the sport on a whole is a good thing. And if we can do it on Long Island, where I am from, it's a beautiful thing.
I was a small kid from Huntington, Long Island. I never imagined that anything like that would happen to me.
On a personal note, I was born in Brooklyn. My folks moved out to Long Island when I was quite young, but once a Brooklynite, always a Brooklynite.
RACK, n. An argumentative implement formerly much used in persuading devotees of a false faith to embrace the living truth. As a call to the unconverted the rack never had any particular efficacy, and is now held in light popular esteem.
There's a certain type of character that you can't help but come in contact with growing up and living in Brooklyn and Long Island. A certain mixture of moxie, heart, and a wise guy sense of humor.
I know Coney Island more than I know Queens and Brooklyn! And I understand everything about it - Coney Island is my home.
I like sports. I'm a big football fan. When I was a kid, I was a... I don't even know how to describe it... I was an obsessed Brooklyn Dodgers fan. And I think when they left Brooklyn, which was simultaneous with me starting college, everything changed, and I haven't had the same passion for sports.
It's strange, because Long Island is still New York, but the farther you go out on Long Island, the more creepy it gets.
People who are visiting Long Island find it's very beautiful, and they are quick to try Long Island foods, wines and other products.
As a kid, I might have been psycho, I guess, but I used to throw golf balls in the trees and try and somehow make par from them. I thought that was fun.
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