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Welcome back to another breath-taking edition of Reader Mail, where we put the “fun” in fundamentally poker related reading. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride as we rip into this week’s mailbag. Email us at pokerfromtherail@fulltiltpoker.com with any comments, questions, or any half-baked ideas that occurred to you when you were uh, well, half baked. On to the show:
Any thoughts on the $50K HORSE event? That was a pretty sick final table.
A horse is a horse, of course of course, but not when he’s Scotty Nguyen. I agree that was a pretty sick final table, but with that many high-level pros in the field, how could it not be? Being the “home team” guy that I am, I was a little disappointed that Erick Lindgren or Huck Seed couldn’t seal the deal and bring home poker’s most prestigious title, but it was a fine showing by our guys nonetheless. Plus, it looks like EDog will be taking home the Player of the Year award, so he’s got that going for him.
I do appreciate what Scotty brings to the table though. How can you not love an Asian dude with a Jeri-curled mullet who constantly swigs from his beer can and shouts catch phrases like “that’s poker baby!”? In fact, if you don’t like Scotty Nguyen, then you have no soul. Pardon me; I think it’s about time to get my Jeri curl on…
If you were lucky enough to win a WSOP bracelet, do you think that you’d ever actually wear it?
No, next question.
Actually, let me get this out of the way as well. I’m making a fairly iron-clad prediction here: I will never ever, never never never win a WSOP bracelet. Just not happening. Things more likely to happen before I win a bracelet: peace in the Middle East, the mighty Memphis Grizzlies winning an NBA title, Earth being destroyed by a comet, and Angelina Jolie and Madonna getting into a cat fight over a starving African child. Actually, that last one might’ve happened already, I’m not too sure. At any rate, the point is that I can’t even win a $5 donkament online, so how the hell am I ever going to win a WSOP bracelet?
Now, if by some strange fluke (like the rest of the tournament field simultaneously dying) I do win a bracelet, I almost certainly would never wear it. I’m just not a bling kind of guy – my natural inclination is to wear things that make me inconspicuous, not make me stand out in a crowd. So, if you’re a baller and want to rock some nice jewellery, go on with your bad self. Me, I’m more likely to pawn my bracelet so I’m able to buy-in to my next donkament.
You guys have the inside hook up, any good gossip from the WSOP this year?
Yeah, we’ve got the inside hook up alright. We’re like McNulty on The Wire, except we’re not drunk Irish men and we don’t know anything at all. Actually, on second thought, maybe we’re exactly like McNulty. Hey man, at least we’re not like Cheese.
As for the inside scoop, there really isn’t one. Maybe it’s because we’re really not in the loop, or maybe it’s because there’s just nothing too exciting in terms of gossip going on this year. Yes, Phil Ivey has all sorts of prop bets floating around out there, but I really don’t know the full details on all of that since I’ve yet to infiltrate Ivey’s inner circle. Other than that, it’s been a rather mellow year as far as I know. Where’s Brandi Hawbaker when you need her? What? She’s dead? When the hell did that happen? That’s kind of depressing.
On a lighter note, it’s two for one day down at the IHOP – time to go get my pancake on. Until next week…
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