Poker Perambulation

It was shorthanded to TW3. The Brits do satire well and that was that days Colbert Report. The group included writers that would go on to do Monte Python. This week that was didn’t need writers. The plot just moved along on its own.

Last weekend I did an article for Monday release. I was in a bit of a rut getting decent topics and figured I’d struggle to get the next week completed with a few more. Silly goose. If I’d only relied on the cast, I’d have known that that bloody work ethic that showed up somehow late in life had a bit of karma coming. (The article mentioned is still in the can.)

Helmuth and Harrahs management managed to hold hands. I wrote a cynical piece about it that really didn’t try to express my wrath or at least not to the degree it might. Instant replay is a part of football. They are even talking about adding it to certain baseball situations. There’s a lot of agonizing in those processes. Justly so. While umpires etc. are human, they are also in the moment. When they blow it, it isn’t usually game changing to major proportion.

Poker is a very structured sport. It is on that structure we bring our frailties. That the challenge. To have the field as level as humans can make it is our hope but it is also our right. Mr. Pollack ‘meeting’ with Mr. Helmuth was inappropriate from the get go. If Mr. Helmuth had a beef, the person to resolve it was the Tournament Director.

The situation that occurred took place in front of staff responsible for enforcement of the rules of play and conduct. And, they really were never disputed – certainly not like a foul line call might. Mr. Hellmuth has a right to be as theatrical and over the top as he wishes. The only thing missing from most of his performances is the Greek chorus. But, he doesn’t have a right to denigrate the other participants and that is something he has done — and not been called on — too many times in the past. Someone finally said “Enough!” and that got thrown in the trash by Mr. Pollack. Shame on you, Sir!!! (Adding insult to injury, Mr. Hellmuth managed to double up during the hands he should have been sitting out.)

So, that got a couple of articles out that weren’t planned. Then along came late play and Tiffany Michelle Graham. Some people serve at the pleasure of the president; I serve at the pleasure of TonyG. I’m not big over his Hellmuthesque acts either; but, the topic shifted to what happens when a long odds player is either underrated or gets lucky. It was a handshake deal but I was taught that one doesn’t shake hands with a lady unless she offers the hand. Evidently the touchy-feely nature of the young lady never got to the handshake scenario.

The week has run down now and those stories have too. Although, the former should be set in stone or bronze for all to view forever. It strikes at the integrity of the game far beyond the lost integrity in the latter.

If you want to develop a bit of satire on your own, head over to Two Plus Two’s forum and read the Tiffany Michelle threads there. You’ll find proof we aren’t as high in the primate tree as it was thought. The part where Tony would have the Russian Mafia do Tiffany was high camp. As a specie we may be more inventive than bright.

And, That was The week That was.

ADDENDUM:

I had a fairly ancient washer-dryer. In fact, the dryer was Harvest Gold. But, it all worked. Then I ended up at Lowes for a couple of small items and saw a marked-down washer-dryer combo from Fisher – Paykel out of New Zeeland. I normally kick sand in the face of those who have to own State of the Art computers, TV’s – sorry, home entertainment centers – and the like. Normal folks can do 90+% of what they do at half the price.

Forgive me father for I have sinned. It’s been way too long since my last confession. I dumped 1500-bucks and change. But the damn things are slick. I won’t bore you to death with all the neat crap that money got me. Next week I’ll still be the same jerk digging a wrinkled shirt out of the pile. But, man, will I do it with class and in a microprocessor controlled laundry room. Eat your hearts out bending over to get stuff out of the dryer. Elite folks like myself and probably Hellmuth use Fisher - Paykel. You know…last week I couldn’t even spell that.

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