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Jim Roll has posted a new song on his web site called "You Never Knew". It's excellent. You should go listen to it: www.jimroll.com

I went out to Canterbury on Saturday morning to play some cards. It was the opening day of the Fall Poker Classic. I'm too financially challenged to justify paying the tournament entry fees (which start at $200) though.

So instead I sat down at a $45 one-table satellite. The winner would get $300 in tournament buy-in chips and $50 cash. I was wearing a cowboy hat and a black t-shirt with the words "rock star" emblazoned across the front. I hadn't shaved in roughly a week. I looked like a real ass.

Things started off promising enough. I bought a few pots and mostly laid low. There was a 20-something dude in seat 10 who was betting aggressively and driving people out of pots. In seat six there was a grandmotherly type who seemed to be catching good cards and was piling up a pretty big stack of chips.

By the time it got down to five players I was sitting fairly decent, with the third biggest bankroll at the table. At this point, however, the woman running the show announced that they needed to clear out the tables for the impending tournament and that the blinds would begin going up every five minutes. This meant that within ten hands we were facing blinds big enough to put most players all in before the flop. You were basically forced to endanger your entire bankroll before seeing a card. It wasn't poker. It was blind luck.

I hit an A-2 off suit on my big blind and felt pretty good about that. But then I got two callers: 9-9 and A-Q. That was the end for me.

I was going to be smart and leave, but I still had $50 burning a hole in my pocket. So I sat down at the $2/4 stud table and ran that up to $120 in three hours. The old dudes at the stud table didn't know what to make of my moronic get-up. They were calling me cowboy. Yeehaw.

Posted by Paul Demko at October 10, 2005 4:14 PM

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