Hungry for the big time, he gets a rough education at the hands of his nemesis, Minnesota Fats of Chicago.

He certainly looked like a Minnesota Fats, or at least some Fats.

Curiously, after he became Minnesota Fats, his new persona led to an actual job, something he had studiously avoided.

She learned more about the psychological part of pool from older players, like Minnesota Fats.

Minnesota Fats said of Ronnie Allen, "Anybody who plays him for money ain't got no chance at all."

And by this measure, Minnesota Fats was just a very, very good pool hustler.

Minnesota Fats also owned a black 1980 Cadillac Fleetwood limousine.

It was one of several Cadillac limousines owned by Minnesota Fats.

The last guy from that part of the country who could knock a ball in a hole without blinking was Minnesota Fats.

Remember how Fast Eddie's jaw hung open as he gazed at Minnesota Fats?