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Pas de millions de hand histories reloues, pas de pleurnicheries sur les badbeats, pas de conseils casse-burnes (tout en étant certain d'être le meilleur joueur du monde et mépriser de toutes ses forces le donk), mais un talent d'écriture rare pour un blog, un ton bien sec fin et grossier comme l'homme de qualité l'aime : de la balle pour les anglophones.

Morceau choisi, mais le tout est quasiment de la même veine :


Out of the 15 or so dealers we had there were maybe three that didn't repeatedly make gross errors. I've never seen such bad dealing before, and I played at the WSOP for the last three years so that's saying something. I sat by and watched as one pot or another was shipped with an incorrect amount of chips, or as players somehow all put in $400 on the turn when we were playing $75/$150 and nobody was all-in. On numerous occasions I had to help a dealer split a pot because two players had the same hand and the dealer couldn't figure out how to do it. On one hand there was one 500 chip and ten 100s and the dealer couldn't figure out how to divide it up. He made two stacks of five 100 chips and then put the 500 chip on top of one of them and pushed it to a player. Then when people told him it was wrong (he was pushing 1000 to one player and 500 to another) he took the 500 chip and tossed it to the other guy. The guy tossed it back, at which point I tossed in four greens (worth 25), took out one black (worth 100, effectively making change) and made two stacks of 750. He stared at it for maybe 20 seconds before he saw what happened, then told me not to touch the pot. I said "I don't feel like sitting here for ten minutes while you figure it out. If you don't like it you can call the floor and I'll tell them how you can't even chop a pot correctly." Needless to say he didn't call the floor.

But as stupid as the dealers were, the players were even worse.

Just to demonstrate how dumb one guy was, on a break he and I ended up in the same elevator (right after he had limped in with 46s and then hit a 2 outer against me on the river after calling the flop and turn with bottom pair). He wanted to go to the fourth floor, but initially forgot that elevators cannot read your mind and you have to push a button to tell it what floor to go to. He stood there breathing out of his mouth for a few seconds while other people got in and then said "damn, almost forgot" and pushed the 4 button.

Another passenger said to his wife "let's go to the spa" and pushed the Spa button, which is really floor 2, and below all of the numbered buttons and above Casino, the floor we were on. The elevator went up one floor to the spa and the guy from my table saw that the little LCD that says what floor you are on read "S" and said "whoops, missed my floor." He got out (right behind the guy who said he was going to the spa) and, as the door closed, I could see him enter a flight of stairs. I then realized that he had mistaken the S for a 5, which wouldn't be totally unreasonable (since they look alike) if not for the fact that the guy who said he was going to the spa had exited, the fact that the trip had been way too short for anything short of a Soyuz to have ascended four stories, and the fact that the button for floor four, which he had pressed only moments earlier, was still lit.

At least me and the other passenger got a good laugh out of his stupidity as we made our brief stop on floor four before continuing up to our floors. I wonder how long that donkey stood on the first floor before he realized what happened, or if he ever figured it out.

Mangez-en

c'est bon mais c'est pas tres poker quand meme
mais il est vrai que c'est tres tres bon

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Disons que c'est pas toujours "mes parties de poker", mais c'est quasi toujours lié.

Y'a des titres de légende quand même :

David Sklansky is a douchebag, Part II

Les derniers mois sont un peu relous, vachement de réflexions aigries (on le comprend) sur l'interdiction US du poker online, mais en se baladant sur les mois précédents, ça arrache.