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My mom was a word freak so that explains how I got this way. Like when I was playing poker with Izzy Gonyet, the relentless debater. Izzy snookered me real cute on a hand and tricked me into paying him off. “Nice hand,” I said. “You play good.” Izzy’s reply jerked me back to childhood,Read more
Dear reader, I wrote this story right after it happened, around 2001, before no-limit holdem made its way into public poker rooms. Back then, the main game that grinders like me played was $20-40 limit holdem. This story is about me learning how to become a good quitter. When I blow a grand at $20-40, itRead more