A legend (Latin, legenda, “things to be read”) is a narrative of human actions that are perceived both by teller and listeners to take place within human history and to possess certain qualities that give the tale verisimilitude. Legend, for its active and passive participants includes no happenings that are outside the realm of “possibility”, defined by a highly flexible set of parameters, which may include miracles that are perceived as actually having happened, within the specific tradition of indoctrination where the legend arises, and within which it may be transformed over time, in order to keep it fresh and vital, and realistic. A majority of legends operate within the realm of uncertainty, never being entirely believed by the participants, but also never being resolutely doubted.
Legends often come with clay appendages. The great folks at Poker News reported:
Cyrus Farzad led the remaining 18 players after Day 3 of the World Poker Tour Legends of Poker Main Event.
Not being a household name in this household, I went searching.
Now I need a small disclaimer. The only Cyrus I am familiar with was a cousin of my dad’s. He became a legend when my dad had to get up at three A.M. to post bond for him. Uncle Cy lost family points that night and I always maintained a jaundice eye. That was before the Kefauver Committee close the more legendary “Sin City” just over the line in Illinois — Calumet City. You could tell the painted ladies doing their shopping in our downtown — real skanks of the rode hard and put up wet variety. The kind that gave change for a two dollar bill. Too bad the net wasn’t around then; both Cys could have benefitted from:
Poker playing Cyrus didn’t impress me either; the search revealed:
Let’s face it; this is no Lance Armstrong.
In the area of actual legends in Pokerland, this seems far more interesting. Sorry, Cy.
And that title included legend in a somewhat more acceptable way.