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Poker Blog established in 2003 as the first stop for poker news, poker stories, and bad poker advice.

September 30, 2004

Another Bad Choice?

by Luckbox

Many of you bloggers remember the first Grublog Classic poker tourney. The Poker Grub took it upon himself to find a site willing to give us a private tourney. He worked hard and got screwed.

Choice Poker basically stole all of our money. Once it was put in, no one was able to cash out. We were robbed.

It seems as though Choice Poker wants us all to make another bad choice. I received an email today, an email I'm sure many of you also received.

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Losing Money in the Garage

by Luckbox

There's nothing like slinging chips with your friends. It'd been a long time since I played an old-fashioned home game. In fact, it had been weeks since I'd played any poker at all. That didn't stop me from buying into Otis' NLHE ring game.

(Quick aside... go read Wil Wheaton's poker tales part 1, part 2 and part 3. If you're a poker blog reader and not checking out wil's blog for potential poker tales, you're really missing out!)

Okay, back to the game... as you can tell by this post's title, I didn't walk away a winner, but I still had a great time!

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September 27, 2004

Garage Poker

by Otis

When I was a kid and pressing my luck, my mom liked to say I was "cruisin' for a brusin'."

For the past week or so, I had it coming.

So, I shouldn't have been surprised.

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September 22, 2004

A So-Blo's lament

by Otis

It would take precious little effort to stumble--in an inebriated poker player's shuffle--out of the Mt. Otis garage game, through a few mountain pathways, and onto the decades-old Appalachian Trail. It would take little more than a gauzy, willful mind and a good pair of walking shoes. Sure, it aint close, but it ain't far. And a good drunk's tunnel vision loves things at that distance.

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September 21, 2004


by Otis

WARNING: ESPN Tournament of Champions spoilers below. Do not expand the entry if you haven't yet seen the show and want to be surprised.

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September 16, 2004

Didja know...?

by Otis

For want of a poker game, for want of a casino, for want of a computer not protected by workplace firewalls with download protection, I sit at the office, stuck with nothing to do. My profession occasionally requires that I sit and wait. Tonight, as now-Tropical Storm Ivan pushes its way across the southeast, I'm stuck in a place between sit and wait.

I find myself with no real poker playing content (unless you really want to hear my buddy GRob's bad beat tale of woe--kings full of sevens beat by quad sevens).

And since I'm lacking in a real poker story, I thought this might be a good time to catch up on some miscellany. I call it...DIDJA KNOW?

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The World's Best Poker Player

by Luckbox

Talk to world-class poker players, and I'm sure most of them would tell you that they are the best in the world. Confidence is a pretty big part of being a great player, so I can't blame them for holding that opinion. Most of them, however, would be wrong.

Measuring the game's greatest isn't easy. Should "Fossilman" Greg Raymer be considered the world's best until he gets knocked out in next year's WSOP? I don't think so. After all, the poker world hardly considered Chris Moneymaker the world's best during his 12-month reign.

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September 12, 2004

Saving Eating Face at The Mark

by Otis

"No face eating tonight."

My chip stack had been hovering around even since we'd started the game. I was just about to get involved in a hand when The Mark's host looked across the table and said it:

"No face eating tonight."

At first I didn't get it. Face-eating? I peered at my hole cards, looking for paint, wondering if the last time I'd been there I had gotten drunk and eaten a face card or two. Just as I was about to ask him to repeat himself, I figured it out.

I'd written about The Mark before. And I'd written about the host's wife before.

To wit:

I didn't peel my cards off the table again, preferring instead to eat her face with my eyes. Her cheeks pulled in as she drew in on the cigar. She pulled her cards off the felt one more time. I couldn't read her as well as I wanted. Remember, her beauty put me on tilt the moment she'd climbed out of the H2-Hummer. When she lit the cigar and bathed the table in a sexual wash of smoke and casual good humor, I decided there was no way I could play the game of poker ever again.

I said the only thing I could in response.

"Uh, I don't know what you're talking about. Surely."

Then I mucked my hand.

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September 8, 2004

Chopping life

by Otis

The bad guys had a man on third and he looked surly. He looked jumpy. The scoredboard had a giant zero in the "outs" column and the baserunner on the hot corner looked ready to exploit someone.

When the ball exploded off the bat in a parabola of sure doom, the baserunner saw what I didn't. He knew the ball wouldn't make it over the fence. The bad guy slipped back onto the bag and waited. This is where he would exploit someone. He'd exploit the centerfielder's weak arm.

From our spot behind home, we couldn't hear the ball hit the leather glove in centerfield, but we did hear the slight huff of the baserunner's breath as he broke from his spot on third base.

I watched as the centerfielder summoned some sort of masculinity from his jock strap and put the ball on a frozen-rope bee-line for home plate.

As the ball crossed over the second baseman's head, I screamed, "He's got'em!"

I stood, nearly spilling my beer, and waited for the inevitability.

The bad guy slid into the catchers glove, the same glove that held the ball that milliseconds before had been more than 300 feet away.

"Hwah!" I joined the small crowd in cheering the first exciting thing that had happened in four innings. Then I looked down at my sleeping kid. He didn't stir from his kid-coma.

"That's alright, kid," I thought. "I'll tell ya about it someday."

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September 6, 2004

Television Overload

by Luckbox

I'm sure all of you caught the debut of the latest "poker on TV" series over this past weekend, right? You know, the Ultimate Poker Challenge! You mean you missed it? Well, sure, the Cleveland market saw it on Friday at 1am while the Waco market had the poker-friendly Saturday 2am time slot.

I did manage to see the debut at 1am this morning when I should have been in bed. Looking back, I wish I had been in bed. Okay, maybe I'm being a little too rough here. It's actually not a bad idea for a poker tourney, but the production seems a little amatuer.

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September 1, 2004

On capital "K" Karma

by Otis


No one who has ever played No-Limit Hold'em at a level that could threaten their poker playing career will deny it takes conjones--big, rock-solid, kind you'd find at the base of Mt. Rushmore cojones--to play the game. To play at a level where you push your paycheck across the felt takes having the fortitude to keep the cojones from pulling up and away from the cold, bitch-slapping world that is No-Limit poker. It takes keeping them from seeking solitude in the gradual trek from their own boxer-shorts home, though your insides, and into your throat.

So, when Crying Mike Matusow looked across the felt into the hologrammed eyes of Greg Raymer and declared he, Matusow, had "Big cojones," it seemed a little more than redundant. It seemed a little more than friendly coffee-housing.

It seemed, in short, to be a giant middle finger in the face of capital "K" Karma.

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