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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Tuesday, July 08, 2008
One man down one man Up
There are now just the four of us in the house - a Kiwi and a Mexican (currently playing a game of pool) and two Englishman - one down on the trip (that'll be me) and one up - Stu, who made it to the final three of the Venetian $1000. He chopped the money for $48K but lost the run-in for the extra $10K with four big bad beats. Gary has hot-footed it to California and I won't be far behind. The villa concludes Wednesday and that will be me done. I've enjoyed my time - I've played well with limited opportunities: I'm still waiting to pick up pocket aces - one last chance tomorrow. I've constantly been pedalling a short-stack, so have been hampered in my options. My big hands have rarely been paid off and my Ace-Queens have been the death of me again, although I made a great call today when I picked off a large river bluff with AQ today. My demise was pushing all-in with a short-stack from the cut-off (one off the button) with Ace-Jack suited to walk into Ace-King - there is always tomorrow. Thank you Matt for your texts, and thanks Anna - I will make it up to Oregon one day.
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