Born 30 something years ago into a card-playing clan in the North of England: the low-roller's poker odyssey has taken him from the school common-room via down-trodden Midlands' casinos, smoky Cotswolds pubs, celebrity Soho drinking spots and of course the ubiquitous world of cyberspace to the home of poker itself, Las Vegas. Join his search for juicy take-downs, great pot odds and the occasional back-door straight as he goes for glory.
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Sunday, July 08, 2007
Bumbling Along at The Dinner Break
I am on the first dinner break and enjoying the calm of my hotel room. Everyone started with 20,000 chips - it has always been 10,000 previously, which means there weren't 2500 players on Day 1, but rather 1287 - so fewer players overall than last year and therefore less cash. Currently I have around 23,000 chips with nothing much to report. My table image is tight - I made one costly bluff that got called, but have otherwise played soundly. Once the antes kick in I will have to open up my game a bit, as will everyone else no doubt. Not seeing a lot of cards, although I got some money from my black aces, and my Ace Queen got paid without any pesky jacks spoiling my party. I will give you an update when I get in tonight - around 3 a.m. I hope. P.S. I've now got a beard - never trust a man with a beard.
3:32 AM | Permalink
Or did you mean beard as in the verb, to challenge, to confront, TO FIGHT!! In which case jolly good, carry on.