There’s no way to sidestep the fact that I learned the fine art of poker from the kids in the old Oxford games – dealing and playing. In those days there wasn’t a sophisticated network of poker tournaments that brought a flood of people rolling through your town/game. Continue reading More of the OX
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The days of the rack attack
My last post talked about the Montana days, Poker Used to be so Much Fun, and brought back a rush of the lunacy and some of the antics that I first watched poker players do, and then learned to do myself. Continue reading The days of the rack attack
Poker used to be so much fun
I like to think of them as the ‘glory days’ of poker. It used to be exciting, and tense, and a gut-wrencher at times, but the most important part of it was…it was fun. Just the thought of playing was exciting. But then I grew up in another time and under a shitload of stress so poker had to be that one giant escape hatch that offered everything I needed to escape from a work-and-raise-kids lifestyle. Continue reading Poker used to be so much fun
When it rains in the desert
It floods. WOOT! We got it yesterday. It was c-r-a-z-y! The thunder boomers were booming, Scout’s eyes were rolling in her head, she was pacing, ears peeled back as far as they would go to teensy little points, stuck to the back of her head. Continue reading When it rains in the desert
Online poker continues, despite DOJ and flawed marketing
Before I begin this diatribe against online poker, let me first state that I believe we should all have the choice to play, live events or online, and I enjoy playing online poker – perhaps not as much as some do, but still, I enjoy being able to just plunk down, click on a poker site, and get in a game. I miss it! It should be regulated, licensed, and taxed, especially in the United States since my understanding is that 50 Million Americans play online poker. If you look at Zynga Poker, you’ll know that a huge number of those players come from the US and it Zynga be the next big harvesting ground for a new breed of player that overtakes the poker world. After all, Zynga’s stats a few months ago stated that over 37 million people a month played at Zynga Poker and you can play Zynga at Facebook; Android; iPhone; Myspace; Yahoo; and Tagged. Continue reading Online poker continues, despite DOJ and flawed marketing
The Growth of Pot-s
Today I played in the Sunday Storm at PokerStars – guaranteed prize pool of $1Million and 200k for 1st place. Yowzer! See…I originally thought to title this ‘The Growth of Poker’ but then that would mean I’d have to go into the Cinderella Story of Chris Moneymaker and the hole card cam and the World Poker Tour and 40 other things that have been hashed and bashed until I can’t stand to think of them anymore. And more appropriately, what this is about is the fact that the prize pools and the pots are super gi-normous now and they just keep growing.
I didn’t get lost…
but I did get tired. I actually didn’t post yesterday because Clearspine did and whoever posts last, their post hits PokerWorks’ main page. I wanted readers to read him and hopefully leave a comment on his query on how to blow off use his FPPs. So do give him a holler – all of you online poker players out there. Continue reading I didn’t get lost…
Montana – some Desert Don
I pulled out my two photo albums and leafed through them, stunned to find that I had a picture of Cap Walters, Desert Don, and a few others hiding in the pages that have been packed for such a long time. And I mentioned in a post about Red Gilman that he always wore a stetson…I lied…I found a picture of him wearing a baseball cap. I guess the mind is one of the first things to go, but where the hell does it go? I remember Red in a stetson – but then I also found him in a black one. Continue reading Montana – some Desert Don
Thinking back
Even after a few days of trying to think about the order of how things happened, where I started to recognize the fact that there was a game in the back room, it still eludes me. I’m sure there was a game in the back room, along with the two pan games that ran every day, but I really wasn’t aware of it. Continue reading Thinking back
Back to the past
The last post sent me spinning around in the old hallowed halls of my memory and the crazy Montana Poker games began to take shape, losing the dusty wrinkles of being packed away for such a long time. Those were the days when poker was fun, when people had never heard of Facebook and MySpace and cell phones weren’t. Everyone socialized at the poker table and the table was your audience, you had center stage any time you wanted it. Continue reading Back to the past