Colonel Snooker
For several decades—from the closing years of the nineteenth century well into the 1930s—the billiard world was perfectly content with a story that sounded, if not entirely plausible, then at least thoroughly satisfying. Snooker, it was widely believed, had been invented by an officer—Captain Snooker, or, in more ambitious retellings, Colonel Snooker—who had served in India sometime in the last quarter of the nineteenth century. The details varied, the confidence did not.
Some insisted he had been a cavalryman; others, equally certain and often rather more specific, recalled games played with him in the Bengal Artillery, complete with discussions of the original rules. The rumours were abundant, the recollections vivid—and, most curiously of all, the existence of such an officer was seldom questioned.
Then, on 19 March 1938, a letter appeared in The Field. Its author, Neville Chamberlain, set out—calmly, clearly, and with disarming precision—how the game of snooker had in fact come into being. The rumours faded, but they did not disappear. Even in the late 1940s one still encounters the view—held with admirable stubbornness—that Chamberlain’s claim might perhaps be taken with a pinch of salt, whereas Captain Snooker, being remembered by so many, must surely have been the more credible originator.
So where, then, does the truth lie?
As it turns out, the answer is both simpler and rather more intricate. Neville Chamberlain did indeed invent snooker—this has been established beyond reasonable doubt. And yet Captain—later Colonel—Snooker was no invention either. He existed. He served. He was known, remembered, and, in certain circles, quietly admired.
He did not invent the game, nor is there any reliable evidence that he ever played it. And yet, in a manner both indirect and entirely unintended, he left his mark upon its history. Through presence, through example, and through a remarkable mastery of another game upon the green baize, he became—quite without intending it—a figure around whom memory and myth gradually intertwined.
This book sets out to disentangle that curious knot. Not merely to confirm who invented snooker, but to understand how, for more than half a century, the world managed to remember something that was, in essence, not quite true—and yet not entirely false.