When I walk into a poker room no one stops and stares, no one whispers “look it’s so and so.” Which I guess is a good thing because we all know it’s better to live a quiet deliberate poker life at the $1/$3 spread limit tables at Excalibur than to be buggered by autograph seekers after winning yet another $1 million dollar prize at a WPT poker event. No we don’t, who am I kidding?
When I walk into a poker room no one stops and stares, no one whispers “look it’s so and so.” Which I guess is a good thing because we all know it’s better to live a quiet deliberate poker life at the $1/$3 spread limit tables at Excalibur than to be buggered by autograph seekers after winning yet another $1 million dollar prize at a WPT poker event. No we don’t, who am I kidding?
$1,000,000 is a lot of mullah. I think back to that film Indecent Proposal where Robert Redford offers Woody Harellson $1,000,000 to sleep with his wife played by the gorgeous Demi Moore. Hell for $1,000,000 I would sleep with Robert Redford, he’s not that bad looking. Now if it were Rodney Dangerfield I might reconsider. I stress the word might.
When it comes down to it after a bit of introspection I’ve come to realize I am no Daniel Negreanu. I am just one of 1,000’s, nay tens of thousands of poker players who fill the tables both online and in the brick and mortar casinos daily eeking out a meager existence.
But I am happy. While Daniel spends his fortunes buying chic new suits, hot new sports cars and eating at some of the finest restaurants in Las Vegas, I am comfortable in a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and my favorite pair of Vans tennis shoes while enjoying a 2nd hot dog that is part of tonight’s buffet menu in the Excalibur poker room.
As you will see in the following essays, low limit poker is as full of drama as any high stakes game you will find in
