The Sands

I’m here at the “Full of Crepe,” finally having found some decent breakfast, more than a mile from my hotel at the Sands Casino in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania.  This isn’t the first amusing appellation on my trip out here.  The “Actia”- not to be confused with the painful social disease- transport[…]

growing the board

Soto

I consulted with Red Chip coach Christian Soto today in the comfortable confines of the food court at Newport Centre Mall in Jersey City.  We drank mango lassi and discussed improvements to my strategy as well as the particular challenges of my local games.While I can’t share this uber priority triple secret handshake knowledge[…]

ny detective

NY, part 3

“Loitering for Gambling” is the citation, handwritten and barely readable on the pink carbon copy.  It’s a shameful one, not for the gambling, but for the “loitering,” which is anything but what I was doing.  Or is it?  There are many other things to do on a bright day in the[…]

kings

KK in the Mirror

Tonight I stack off with kings versus fairly obvious aces, for the second time in the past few weeks.  It’s the third preflop set up of late, but why am I getting it wrong?3bet KK with tight image over TAG’s raise.  He massively 4bets, I snap fold.  He shows me[…]

ny cuffs

NY, part 2

The reinforced door to the host’s apartment is being repeatedly struck and will soon be destroyed; small pieces of it fly into the hallway.  A hinge snaps.  The players are frozen by the unsettling combination of the loudness of the battering ram and the silence of the intruders behind it.[…]

i love ny

NY, part 1

Note: I’m staying again with a friend in Manhattan so I was inspired to write up something that happened during last year’s visit.************************** Without connections, it takes a bit of time to get into a private game in Manhattan.  There are endless Craigslist advertisements, but none of the hosts respond directly.  Maybe[…]

Right Play

There are formulas in art and poker that will get you good results.  Brilliance, however, often goes its own way without all the variables accounted for and balanced, even if they can never truly disappear if the equation is to work.  In Isolde, which I attended last night at the Theater[…]