Scarecrow meets Apolo — an allegory
I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. — Tennessee Williams.
Well Mojo isn’t a stranger; but seeing the Feds have me locked up/out of poker, it gets hard to get around a poker blog. That’s the reason I quit the job once. Being au courant becomes too great a stretch. When you are playing, there are all these stock situations that you can rehash.
You see Dave had a run. Dave is also headed over the pond for something called the World Mind Games. Looks like genius in the dictionary comes with a picture of Einstein and Dave. So it was a laugh to stop by his blog today and see what he wrote. He gets a new theme song:
I could while away the hours, conferrin’ with the flowers
Consultin’ with the rain.
And my head I’d be scratchin’ while my thoughts were busy hatchin’
If I only had a brain.
Yes, he becomes the kid who’s mom didn’t dip his heel all the way into the river Styx. We are all human and have to prove it … repeatedly. Visit any poker blog; take any A-lister with attitude down to the guy who tried it for two weeks; sooner or later a blog like the one above shows up. Been there; done that; got the emotional bruises.
I didn’t think it’d get Dave. I’d written a number of times about what was going on. It really started looking like a paid, puff piece. I’m sure Sparky commented someplace that the nob was sufficiently polished and I was getting to be a greater embarrassment. People did not understand.
Poker players reach a level of competence. Or they don’t. But occasionally the gods smile. Your skills work better than you have a right. I detailed that in my multitude of blogs about playing a little $3.30 tournament on UB where I wasn’t clicking on a mouse and losing my house — like that could do it. I killed! I was Achilles — a demigod. Somehow I knew how to be much better than my skills normally allow. I felt sure that’d happened to Dave in Tunica. Blinds, standard competition, something in the water makes for maybe not water walking but certainly avoiding toe stubbing.
What you can’t do when you find the sweet spot is what Dave is trying to do; believe me: Don’t ask questions! Wear those lucky socks and don’t over think things. Dave proved he’s human. But, if he doesn’t spend paid time on Sparky’s couch, you want to keep avoiding the table he’s at. He can clean your clock in Tunica. Send him to New Orleans and then the WSOP and you’ll throw him off for a bit. If you are lucky, he’ll chase a different game and you just might get to be the Apollo of Tunica.
And, you really should read my comment in that blog. I was again positively brilliant. ed: in his own mind.
Question for Rob: Should I have called Dave Herbie or Roger or Leroy or such?