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May 8, 2008

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I was playing at my usual spot the other night and found myself in the middle of one of the more entertaining 1-2 NL games that I've played in recently. Some of the pithy quips that were exchanged were priceless. Here are two of them.

A Vietnamese dealer (in the box) with perfect English observes another dealer of Mexican decent standing near our table and watching intently the Obama-Clinton primary coverage that was running on CNN on the big screen in the room. The Vietnamese dealer jokingly says to the Mexican, "You are watching that like you understand what's going on". The player in seat 7, a rather large and pleasant oil man from Calgary who was in the eye line between the two dealers, unaware of the Mexican behind him, looks up from staring at the flop that had just been delivered and says, "Wow. I didn't know that I was playing that bad! I mean, gimme a break I just got here... eh."

Later on a player who was well over 6' tall with a bit of a crazy blond mop top had been jamming pots all night. He had gone all-in blind on a hand for $300 with 5-8 off and lost. He had been into the game for I'd say about 2G's when I left and I only sat for 4 hours. He was pretty loud on his own when another very talkative player in a bright pink polo would be seated at our table. Polo boy was the proud owner of a very thick British accent (to go along with his Polo). Our maniac player had a bit of a southern twang.

On his first hand at the table, Pinky would straddle and some players remarked that Mop Top was going to like his style. The two then had this exchange: Mop Top says, "What are you Irish?" To which Pinky replies, "I'm from London". Pinky then asks Mop Top where he is from to which he replies, "I'm from here, but I'm of Polish decent". In a stereotypical dig at Polocks everywhere and in his regal British accent Pinky says, "That makes sense".

During this hand the two Jokers wound up going all-in on a flop of K-10-5. A local player seated in between the two had been quiet as a church mouse while the two jokers continued to entertain the table. Pinky on the straddle held K-J and thought he was good. I don't know what Mop Top had, but they did all of the betting and the local called with a set of 5's. The turn was another 5 and the local would win the pot and the bonus money for the high hand. Brilliant!

Illustration: The Joker by Matty Cipov on Flickr.

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