Bits from Persuadeo’s poker novel, I Love This Game and other fiction.
Despite all the threats over the years – poker players really are tame at heart, settling things like ladies over a coffee table – there was only one time someone was actually brazen enough to brandish a firearm inside the Endboss. It was – no, it wasn’t Ricardo – it was Breezy John who had…
An employer invited six people for an interview at 7:00 am. They arrived, all dressed sharply and just before the call time. The employer told them to wait. By 6:00 pm everyone had left but one. He got the job, because the interview was a test of PATIENTS. Did you hear that, it was a…
From the first, talking came easy to me. I was garrulous, and most of all, great with detail. “You have the gift of gab, Bobby,” my mother would say to me absently, in the middle of one of my endless stories or to encourage me when I was suddenly shy. Didn’t matter what I was…
So anyway, there is Josephina, this popular player we all seem to love or hate, within reason, and many seem not to care too much about because we are the kind of people who all do many of the things she does, and yesterday she did something we might find amusing on a good day,…
“You’ve changed,” the partisan says. “You used to be so aggressive, it was inspiring! It would come ace king jack and BAM! I would just pot it, thinking ‘what would you do!’ Yeah, you really stuck it to the poker authorities back then, you were a muckraker, a man of the people who spoke truth…
It was funny that John still played poker. After all the success, the books and articles, the interviews, that funny commercial, even the inauguration thing, he not only showed up to the game, he showed up every night. I don’t track other players results as much as judge them on a few intangibles, maybe a…
Hello there! I’ve made a small fortune in poker and am using that money to sell tokens, coins, games, and streams to young people! My personal development has amazed and impressed everyone including me. It’s a tribute to how hard I’ve worked that we’re here. So, to grow my web presence, I want to leave…
“It’s absolutely clear to me that these new rules will be better for everyone!” Mark was adamant. The table was mostly silent. “You always think you know what is best for everyone,” Randy told him, getting a bit impatient and getting out of his seat. After all we’d heard their fights before. This time, though,…
Darren had left the game. I thought he had quit forever. For certain. I mean, he had surely quit – no one comes back after so much time to play seriously, even someone as talented as he had been. Things change. Yet there Darren was, sitting down at my table, unracking. I wanted to say…