When it comes to discussing events that I cover I have two rules: I never, ever complain about covering a Hold-Em-only event, not after my nightmarish time working the $50K H.O.R.S.E event in 2008. I never, ever complain about covering a tournament where English is spoken at the table, not after I couldn’t understand a…
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The other day I sat down and wrote out the reasons why I haven’t been posting here. The list grew to six items, which I’m not going to bother you with. Suffice to say I’m gonna try to do better, write more, eat more fiber, etc etc. Anyway, last weekend I went to Penn State…
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I was Twittering while watching last night’s episode of Mad Men and asked a question that was misinterpreted by a few. Understandable as media criticism is difficult at 140 characters a pop, but what I was wondering about was this–how did Dick Whitman become Don Draper? Not, as a few people quite reasonably thought, how…
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As I stepped off the elevator and onto the floor of Pittsburgh’s new Rivers Casino, this is the first thought that went through my head: “Man, this is pretty (deleted) weird”. Because the Rivers Casino is a…casino. Looks like a casino, sounds like a casino. Got the flashing lights and the slot machine toodle-oodling and…
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I have an active imagination. Not an over-active imagination, mind you. People who describe themselves as having overactive imaginations tend to be either weird (and not often in a fascinating-weird kinda way, more a queasy-weird way) or really, really scary. Or they’re these pretentious “I’m so interesting, let’s sit down for an hour and talk…
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Look, I have nothing against kids. Really. I don’t even mind when they act like…kids. Boys will be boys and girls will be girls, to bastardize the Kinks. That said, yesterday I went to an afternoon ballgame and spent nearly the entire time hunched in my seat with a sour look on my face. All…
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This is the second time I’ve come home from seven weeks in the desert to sweet, summer rain: The trip home was uneventful, though I think I might’ve still been drunk when I woke up to pack. The final table wrapped at 11PM, not the 7AM we all feared, and of course the media rushed…
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When last we left our hero (that’s me) I was bitching about having to stay out till the wee hours partying in Vegas. Woe is me! But though it’s fun to run amok, after 12 hours in the Rio sometimes all you want is a cold beer and some relaxed conversation. That’s the always the…
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Crazy day at the World Series of Poker, one of the craziest any of us have ever seen. Today was the last day to play in the Main Event–they divide the opening into four starting days, you could’ve played on Friday, Saturday, Sunday or today. Friday and Saturday turnout was light, “only” 1,989 players in…
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I’m not a club guy. It’s not my scene. Some people come to Vegas and spend the entire time waiting in line outside the trendiest hotspots on the Strip so they can dance the night away. Not my thing. First of all, I dance like Frankenstein after a double hip replacement. For me to get…
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