Because pool is a name associated with back-alleys and furtive gambling, pool champions, when they play each other, have a more elaborate designation for their gamepocket billiards. For the first time in many years there were more than eight players in the world's championship pocket billiards tournament which ended in Philadelphia last week. Several of the twelve were ex-champions but the pool addicts who watched them, banked closely under the shaded lamps of Allinger's Billiard Academy, knew that only two had a real chance. They were Erwin Rudolph, onetime Cleveland office boy, a reckless and...
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