Chops here.
Recently my old roommate Patnice posed an interesting question to me: what happens when the poker fad dies?
This got me thinking:
1) Is poker a fad?
2) If it is, what will I do with myself when it dies?
3) What are some new potential fads on the horizon that my friends and I can cling to?
Here's what I think...
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Decisions. It’s all about the decisions.
Down to the final six. World Series of Poker. Great timing, the right cards, a smart mix of aggression and patience, deft chip management. It has all gotten you to this moment; this green-felt-cocktail consisting of 2 parts skill, 1 part guts, 1 part endurance and the requisite smidgen of shit-ass-luck. But now you’re stack is getting shorter and there’s a legend to your left, one of the Phil’s to your right and some fat schlub in a XXXL golf shirt sitting in the big blind. He’s the guy who won his seat playing a $32 online satellite and keeps getting monster pocket after monster pocket and when he doesn't he's taking them down with hands more speculative than penny stocks in a bear market. Fuck that guy.
You’re in middle position. There’s a raise before you. A call. You look. 7-6 off-suit.
It’s all come to this.
You can dream, can’t you?
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