Monday, June 25, 2007

I used to be pretty good.

Now, I don't know. Most of my life goes in swings. Seasons. Despair and lunacy followed by patience and joy. I said joy. No one knows about this column but me. I should be watching other players. But I love to write. I keep getting sucker hands. King, Ten off suit. Nothing on the flop. I used to be able to win with nothing. I am not that good anymore. This is such an intense game where you cannot make any mistakes and still win. There is no way you can walk away from it for six months and come back and still win. This isn't a bicycle. What I do like is my user name has (Los Angeles) next to it.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Finally made it to Poker Stars.

First hand was K, K which held up.

It would not have had the guy had any Ace rag combination.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Stu Unger.

"It's hard work. Gambling. Playing poker. Don't let anyone tell you different. Think about what it's like sitting at a poker table with people whose only goal is to cut your throat, take your money, and leave you out back talking to yourself about what went wrong inside. That probably sounds harsh. But that's the way it is at the poker table. If you don't believe me, then you're the lamb that's going off to the slaughter." --Stu Unger, three-time WSOP Champion