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You’d think I might be writing this post just to wish everyone a Happy Passover. Think again. For better or worse, I’m not that Jew. And this is not that blog. Besides, Passover is one of my least favorite of all the atonement holidays. The story has so many holes, and the plotlines are rife…
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So, yes, this is a TOURNAMENT poker blog. But it’s also called VIRGIL GOES TO EUROPE (see blog number one to remember why). And Virgil… is actually IN EUROPE! Ruth and I made the prescient decision NOT to go to LA this winter and instead we’re working from Portugal for the month of January. A…
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So, I guess I’m back. My poker world has righted itself. At the very least, I won something. I’ll get to that in a sec. *** First… What is it with me and broken-down cars and poker?! When I rent a car in foreign cities, I always rent through TURO. If you’ve never heard of…
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Go figure. Turns out that wearing a black Adidas Tiro 24 Competition sweatsuit to a poker tournament is every bit as benign and unintimidating as it is on a airplane. I mean, seriously, would you call an all-in stone-cold bluff on the river to THIS guy? I certainly wouldn’t. But you’d be surprised at how…
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As I write this, I’m on a plane to Fort Lauderdale, Florida, and I’m not afraid to tell you that I am wearing my matching black Adidas Tiro 24 Competition Sweatsuit that I bought in LA last month, with the complementing Adidas Tiro 24 Competition Windbreaker over it, and my shiny white hi-tops. Me! Me,…
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I’m writing this literally in flight on the Monday night redeye from LA to Toronto, but God knows when I’ll have the strength and time to post it. Let’s see if I can get through this painful rehashing of a lost weekend in as few words as possible. I truly doubt it. SATURDAY I could’ve…
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Here I am at The Lovely Sort Of Commerce Casino (that’s the actual name), for a four-day stint at The WSOP Circuit Tournament. At the lovely sort of Front Desk the lovely sort of Rudy checks in a very, very tired me after a long plane ride and not so lovely cab ride. When I…
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No cheating. If you haven’t read PART ONE, you can’t read PART TWO. Some of my fellow Canadians have said to me “Virgil” they said “Aren’t you worried about going south of the border during this fraught and fractious time?” I hesitate to get political in these pages but… the short answer is no.…
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I listen to podcasts. I walk to and from work every day. That’s how I keep my girlish figure, don’t you know! It’s 4.3 kilometers (about 3 miles) as the crow flies, but… you know… not a crow so… takes me a little less than an hour each way. And just like the mailman, neither…
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The epilogue. Or should I say epi-LONG. OK, let’s dispense with the poker because there’s not much to tell. I played in the $600 tournament on Sunday. It’s a silly tournament really because it’s a one-day tournament and it started at 4 PM so it’s basically a super turbo. It’s kamikaze poker. I won’t say…
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