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Clever, eh? A song title from the diskette I was spinning and chronologically accurate.
I keep meaning to try to put together some statistical analysis of poker bloggers and their survival rates; by which I mean, I take one of the blogs that has a list as long as the Bible, which clearly has never been revised, and I diligently plough through it (no wonder foreigners sometimes have problems with pronounciation in English) to see when the most recent posts were for each "blogger". By so doing, I should be able to calculate the half-life of the poker blogger.
But, well, time, and all that.
The problem is that some people deliberately reappear every few months just to screw you up. In this case Keith The Camel Hawkins, who presumably could not resist making a post about (I presume) one Craig Grant and a rather long trip to one of Her Majesty's Hostelries. Trouble is, with Keith's posts, you can never be sure.
I've always had a soft spot for Wintermute (http://wintermute-ca.livejournal.com/), given that his attitude to poker is almnost diametrically opposed to mine. He's always said that he would happily move on from poker when he got fed up, or even when he felt like it. But, in the meantime, it was a fun ride. This "fun ride" entailed various obnoxious antics such as blasting a smallish No Limit game to shreds at the Luxor by sitting down with a couple of friends and automatically raising all-in if you had a four in your hand, or getting thrown out of "Ka" within 15 minutes of it starting.
And yet, and yet, in a way you could see his point. Just looking at those ranks of $100 buy-in NL games at the MGM (or, as we call them, $1-$100 spread limit) makes you wish you had the disdain for money and complete self-confidence in future earnings to do something similarly anti-social. Here in Wintermute, we clearly had some kind of poker-inbred-version of Hunter S Thompson and Bill Hicks, showing no respect at all for anything or anyone.
It was therefore something of a shock to read a long and, quite clearly serious, post from Wintermute on Dave Downing's blog, currently vying for the "update it you bastard" medal with Lord Miros.
At http://internetpokerpro.blogspot.com Wintermute takes Dave to task for Dave's schadenfreude at the problems facing the many posters on 2+2 High Stakes No Limit forum who just a few months ago had been wondering what they were going to do with all their millions.
Wintermute calls Dave's attitude a "defence mechanism" and, while accepting this ithin poker, says that to take it outside into the real world was "disgusting".
Dave responded in a serious manner, advising Wintermute to actually read some of the posts on the 2+2 forum.
Now, incredibly, I can see both sides of the argument here. Is it really fair to mock 20-somethings who, through no fault of their own, have seen their sole source of income ripped from under them? But, then again, if those self-same 20-somethings were displaying undeniable signs of hubris, is it not simply human to feel some satisfaction at their fall? Not for nothing is "Pride comes before a fall" a well known phrase or saying.
But, then again, again, isn't this all some kind of Hollywood script? Dislikeable guy does well, audience roots for him to fail. He fails, and suddenly we see his human side and feel sorry for him.
So, if you read posts from arrogant American 20-somethings for a year or more, who you really ought to admit actually are rather good at their game but refuse so to do because they are such arrogant cocksure bastards, is it fair to want them to fail, simply because they don't show false humility and act as all-round nice guys? Perhaps not. But, then again, that doesn't stop us doing it.
"Hey, aren't you that 'El Donkbuster' guy who used to play $5-$10 NL on Party?"
"What if I am?"
"Nothing. Oh, can I have some mustard sachets with my French Fries to go, please?"
I keep meaning to try to put together some statistical analysis of poker bloggers and their survival rates; by which I mean, I take one of the blogs that has a list as long as the Bible, which clearly has never been revised, and I diligently plough through it (no wonder foreigners sometimes have problems with pronounciation in English) to see when the most recent posts were for each "blogger". By so doing, I should be able to calculate the half-life of the poker blogger.
But, well, time, and all that.
The problem is that some people deliberately reappear every few months just to screw you up. In this case Keith The Camel Hawkins, who presumably could not resist making a post about (I presume) one Craig Grant and a rather long trip to one of Her Majesty's Hostelries. Trouble is, with Keith's posts, you can never be sure.
I've always had a soft spot for Wintermute (http://wintermute-ca.livejournal.com/), given that his attitude to poker is almnost diametrically opposed to mine. He's always said that he would happily move on from poker when he got fed up, or even when he felt like it. But, in the meantime, it was a fun ride. This "fun ride" entailed various obnoxious antics such as blasting a smallish No Limit game to shreds at the Luxor by sitting down with a couple of friends and automatically raising all-in if you had a four in your hand, or getting thrown out of "Ka" within 15 minutes of it starting.
And yet, and yet, in a way you could see his point. Just looking at those ranks of $100 buy-in NL games at the MGM (or, as we call them, $1-$100 spread limit) makes you wish you had the disdain for money and complete self-confidence in future earnings to do something similarly anti-social. Here in Wintermute, we clearly had some kind of poker-inbred-version of Hunter S Thompson and Bill Hicks, showing no respect at all for anything or anyone.
It was therefore something of a shock to read a long and, quite clearly serious, post from Wintermute on Dave Downing's blog, currently vying for the "update it you bastard" medal with Lord Miros.
At http://internetpokerpro.blogspot.com Wintermute takes Dave to task for Dave's schadenfreude at the problems facing the many posters on 2+2 High Stakes No Limit forum who just a few months ago had been wondering what they were going to do with all their millions.
Wintermute calls Dave's attitude a "defence mechanism" and, while accepting this ithin poker, says that to take it outside into the real world was "disgusting".
Dave responded in a serious manner, advising Wintermute to actually read some of the posts on the 2+2 forum.
Now, incredibly, I can see both sides of the argument here. Is it really fair to mock 20-somethings who, through no fault of their own, have seen their sole source of income ripped from under them? But, then again, if those self-same 20-somethings were displaying undeniable signs of hubris, is it not simply human to feel some satisfaction at their fall? Not for nothing is "Pride comes before a fall" a well known phrase or saying.
But, then again, again, isn't this all some kind of Hollywood script? Dislikeable guy does well, audience roots for him to fail. He fails, and suddenly we see his human side and feel sorry for him.
So, if you read posts from arrogant American 20-somethings for a year or more, who you really ought to admit actually are rather good at their game but refuse so to do because they are such arrogant cocksure bastards, is it fair to want them to fail, simply because they don't show false humility and act as all-round nice guys? Perhaps not. But, then again, that doesn't stop us doing it.
"Hey, aren't you that 'El Donkbuster' guy who used to play $5-$10 NL on Party?"
"What if I am?"
"Nothing. Oh, can I have some mustard sachets with my French Fries to go, please?"
