Did anyone else watch the World Poker Tour episode last night? I feel the PCA from the Bahamas featured one of the best heads-up matches I have witnessed on television (next to the H.O.R.S.E event 2006). I have met both Ryan and Isaac and their talents are undeniable. I was glad to see them showcased as they bluffed and re-bluffed each other out of several pots. Both super-smart young players prove why poker is flourishing even in the wake of the UIGA. I figured I would share an small insight on both players that I recently wrote about. For any of you attending the WSOP this year, be sure to pick up the official program, where this content along with several other rising star profiles can be found in the article “The Class of 2007…In Search of the Next Jeff Madsen”.

Ryan Daut
New Jersey’s quintessential native son may have the biggest jump start on the competition of anyone on this list. An online cash game player, Daut hit it big in the Bahamas in January, taking home a WPT title and over $1.5 million. With the momentum from the win, he discovered that he can be a consistent winner at some of the highest stakes online. As a result of his success–much to the disappointment of his parents– he will not be returning to Penn State next semester to pursue his graduate degree. Focusing his current efforts on poker, Daut secured a WSOP Main Event appearance when he won a seat through a $33 plus re-buy online qualifier.

Isaac Haxton
Five-deuce. To most it doesn’t sound like a hand that requires much thought, but sometimes Isaac Haxton can not help himself. Behind long black hair, dark sunglasses and friendly demeanor lies a restless mind that is always looking for a way to win. If Haxton is in a pot, expect a fight. Known to fire a fourth raise before the flop with nothing, or three-barrel bluff all the way to the river, Haxton plays like a man who refuses to lose. In the Caribbean, his play was brighter than a supernova. Playing dominating poker for five days, Haxton outlasted all but fellow internet player Ryan Daut. The disappointing second place finish didn’t deter Isaac from packing up his bags in Boston and joining the tournament trail.

While up late one night I caught the beginning of a movie called “First Knight”. Filmed several years ago, it is set in mid-evil Camelot with Richard Gere playing the part of Lancelot, a fearless sword wielding ladies man. I had no interest in watching the movie, however, the opening scene caught my attention. Bear with me as I take you through it, as I feel it illustrates a good point when applied to Poker.

Scene: Lancelot (Gere) is in a mid-evil village with his sword in his hand. A crowd is gathered around as he challenges any of the villagers to a sword fight.

Lancelot: “Once in a lifetime, you meet a man so fearless. No man can touch him…while you’re waiting for him, you can practice on me (villagers laugh). For as sure as the sun will rise, there’s a man who’s better than me. He could be here. It could be today.”

A camera pans over to a man who is being goateed by his family to challenge Lancelot. He points to him and says:

“It could be you.”

They then engage in a sparring match in which the man can not even come close to striking Lancelot. He toys with him before eloquently dashing the sword out of the man’s hand with ease. Looking on with amazement, the challenger says:

“How did you do that? Was that a trick?”

Lancelot: “No. That’s the way I fight.”

Challenger: “Could I do it? Tell me. I can learn.”

Lancelot: “First you must study your opponent, so you know what he’ll do before he does it.

Challenger: “I can do that.”

Lancelot: “And wait for the critical moment.”

Challenger: “I can do that.”

Lancelot: “And you must not care whether you live or die.”

The challenger just stares at Lancelot with silence. No reply “I can do that” to that suggestion.

I love to find poker advice in unlikely places. I won’t dumb things down and explain why this concept is important while playing poker (especially no limit), but I challenge you to think about it, and apply it to your approach to the game, because it is truly what separates the winners from those who are afraid to lose.

I encourage everyone to look beyond the poker books, strategy columns, forums and even hours of playing to find useful advice in unlikely places.

Ok. Here it is. Another bad review of “Lucky You”.

I don’t need to say anything more than what has been said by other bloggers on this site. This is just another confirmation that “Lucky You” is not worth the price of admission. Full of horrible clichés, worthless cameos and enough ridiculous situations to make you scoff every other scene. Not worth watching if you’re a poker player or not.

Save some loot and just don’t waste your time. I know, I know… it’s tempting. I was lured in myself. But just go to your DVD collection or your local video rental store and watch “Rounders” for the 82nd time. It’s much more satisfying.

Thomas Wahlroos was the unfortunate soul that has to bear the burden of being eliminated in 7th place at a WPT event. Worse yet the Championship event. What does that mean? No televised final table. Sucks to be Thomas Wahlroos.

He made a play and was very unhappy with the result, repeatedly stating “How does he call with that hand?” Sorry Thomas, but if you’re going to claim your bust out was a result of your opponent’s poor call, we need to take a closer look at the situation.

Thomas is sitting 3rd in chips with around 4.5 million, with blinds of 80,000 - 160,000. A tight player in Mike Wattel opens the pot for 420K. A player named Paul Lee makes the call behind Mike. Paul has won a preliminary event at the Bellagio earlier this month, and made a final table in another. He is a legitimate player, however, he is not afraid at all to mix it up and gamble with his chips. Thomas has been playing with him all day and should know this. Anyway…action gets to Wahlroos in the big blind. Thomas is what we call a “defender” in the poker world. He hates folding his big blind. Anyone that has played a significant amount of time with him will know this. He decides to re-raise Wattel and Lee for all his chips, a pretty hefty raise. He has Wattel covered, but Lee is the chip leader.

Wattel folds and Lee calls without too much hesitation holding A-Q off. Wahlroos turns over As10s and is appalled by Lee’s call. This play is not a matter of a loose call by Lee, but a gross miscalculation on Wahlroos’s (is that right???) part.

First… this looks like your standard squeeze play. Through and through. Wattel and Lee are obviously players, not born yesterday. They know what a squeez play is and both of them suspect something is up when Thomas makes a raise 10x the original raise.

Second… Wahlroos is a defender. He hates giving up his big blind. Both players are familiar enough with him over the past few days to realize that. He is likely to re-raise with a large variety of hands.

Third… Wahlroos KNOWS that Lee is the most likely guy to call him at the table. At times reckless, he has been calling opponents down with marginal hands the whole tournament. Wahlroos has seen this. Of all the guys to make this move on, Lee was not the guy.

Long story short, the As10s didn’t improve and Mr. Wahlroos is out.

Why do I bring this situation up??? As in the case so many times in poker, if we continue to blame our results on the poor play of others, chances are we are not looking in the right spot. Look inside yourself and the situation to realize why things happened the way they did. It is easy to blame a beat on the “donkey” play of an opponent. The hard thing to do is pin the tail on your own ass.

Oh, how I have missed this place. There is nowhere in Pennsylvania, or the world, that can even compare to Las Vegas. I mean, I love home, but as soon as you get off the plane and see the slot machines you know you are officially not in Kansas anymore. After spending last summer here, I have not been back since, but I could not be happier that I am here to cover the WPT Championship. By the way, do yourself a favor and splurge on a room at the Bellagio for at least one night next time you come. Comfy beds, luxurious everything and access to one of the nicest casinos in the world.

After getting a cab ride to the hotel, I unpacked my things and gave Gary a quick call. Although I was absolutely dog tired after only sleeping about three hours last night, I opted not to nap and instead decided to stroll the strip. As I was walking around, I was reminded of why I love this town. First, I took some ultra tourist-y pictures that I am not proud to admit. I have stayed here for too long; I am not a tourist. I’m supposed to be a professional, damn it! Yet, I broke down anyway feeling an obligation to log tangible memories of this incredible lifestyle I get to experience. Besides, some of these sites are too cool not to have a picture of.

After some cheesy pictures, I spotted a real site when I saw last years champion, Joe Bartholdi posing for a picture on top of the white marble fountain in front of Caesars Palace. Looking like he was getting a kick out of his modeling gig, he then jumped off and ran towards an attractive young women that was taking the picture. They got into a gray Lexus and left the parking lot. As if seeing one champion of the very event I am here to cover wasn’t enough, I was almost ran over by Tuan Le (Season 3 winner) moments later, when his white Escalade with 22” rims turned the corner in front of the Fashion Show mall.
Continuing on from there, I observed an older, somewhat homeless looking fellow hustling a group of young men at a three-card Monte game for $100 a guess. Then it was a bride walking the halls of the Bellagio, then a women with the most ridiculously large cartoonish breast implants I have ever seen eating at the cafe.

Thats Vegas, Baby.

Anyway, I am looking forward to some great poker this week. It seems like it will be a great turnout, proving once again that poker is still alive and well, no matter what the critics or lawmakers say.

I am a liar. I lie to myself. I lie to others that read my articles, blogs, and live tournament updates. I lie to others when I discus poker. I never meant to be a liar…but I am.

All this time I have been convincing myself that poker is a game of skill, when obviously it is not. Any and all advice on strategy, good plays and poker in general are worthless. Why would I say this? Why would I call out my profession? Why would I slam poker on the very site that pays me? One only needs to take a look at what happened at the Foxwoods Poker Classic to see.

If there was a case study done on poker to determine whether it was a game of skill or luck, and the scientists looked to the Foxwoods’ Poker Challenge for evidence, they would find that you would be better off putting your money on a roulette wheel. Or in a slot machine. Or on the lottery.

Because what I witnessed first hand at the tournament was a disgrace to the game that I have built my life around for the past year and a half. Without a doubt it was some of the worst poker I have ever seen. Even more horrifying, all 415 of these participants somehow managed to either find $10,000 to waste or actually won a satellite. Won a satellite!? These people would have got ran over in my $10 buy-in college home game. How the hell did they win a satellite!?

Here is what I’m talking about, and here’s hoping that some of these donks read this.

- A-Q is NO GOOD after you raise, another person re-raises and someone else goes all-in over the top of everyone. Fold your hand, you moron.
- Stop overbeting the pot. I observed the following hand: Ted Lawson limps in from the cut-off for T1,000. Nam Le calls from the button. The small blind folds and the big blind checks his option. Flop: A-K-Q. Big blind checks, Lawson checks, Nam bets T2,000 and the big blind check raises to T30,000. Lawson and Nam fold….
- $30,000!!!??? Are you serious. There is T7,000 in the pot! Worse yet is this is not the last time I saw him make a ridiculous overbet. Worse still is that this gentleman (I use the term loosely) cashed. Sick.
- The eventual winner Raj Patel has been playing poker for two years. Fine. That doesn’t bother me at all. What bothers me is the 11 times he got aces with 10 players left to go, failing to get paid off once. He almost telapathed to his opponents that he had aces and then showed them – every time. If you are a luckbox that gets aces over and over again this late in the tournament figure out a way to get paid off. And oh yeah, I almost forgot, he checked a full house down to the river with 8 players left too.
- Raj … you’re killing me buddy. At the final table you call a 4th raise for most of your chips with A-8 suited. Well at least you got what you deserved and ran into aces…but wait…what’s that poker gods?…flop him 8-8-7. Oh, ok. Cool. Thanks.

- Frankie Flowers, Paul Matteo, Allen Kessler and Carl Restifo all allowed themselves to get down to under six big blinds towards the end of the tournament? How do you let yourself get that short stacked? Push for once in your life.

- Eventual runner up Paul Matteo played VERY poorly, and seemed confused about some of the rules of poker. You know, the complex stuff like making sure your raise double the big blind or acting when it is your turn. Prepare yourselves, I am going to quote Phil Hellmuth…”The guy can’t even spell poker.” He was horrible. And finished in second place? He made money? Even when Gary Wise told me “At least he’ll be giving half of it to charity”, I replied “Really? Good…but he should give it all to charity considering he doesn’t deserve one cent of it.”

Then again, what do I know? I guess if I was really the expert, I would have been sitting at the final table…

Destroying them.

Gary calls me bitter. I call myself a poker fan. And what I saw at Foxwoods is not the kind of poker I am a fan of. So poker players unite – keep fighting the good fight. Please help me prove that I am not a liar, that I am not wasting my life following the game, and that skill prevails in the end.

Until next time…Thanks for listening. Keep reading. Keep playing smart.

In case you didn’t read the Bay 101 Final Day wrap up I wanted to share this with everyone…

Ted Forrest just won a grueling heads-up match with JJ Liu to take home his first World Poker Tour Title in four attempts. He called her “The toughest heads up opponent he has ever faced.” Ted had just kind of hung around the whole tournament and never even made any real noise until late on day three, just before we got down to the last few tables. A great victory to say the least.

Documented as the “Suicide King” himself in Michael Craig’s “The Professor, The Banker and The Suicide King” and a man known for his willingness to gamble on almost anything found an interesting way to celebrate his victory early Saturday morning.

Ted Forrest and I were staying in the same hotel during the Bay 101 tournament. In the hotel lobby they had the tiniest of convenience stores with two small glass incased refrigerators, a few snacks along with some postcards and knickknacks. I was just about to leave for the airport when I spotted Ted in this area. I glanced over and saw him picking out what appeared to be two frozen burritos and a soda out of the fridge. I looked over and couldn’t resist saying “There’s gotta be a better way to celebrate.”

He flashed a quick smile my way and said “probably” with a slight laugh. The man known as one of the most infamous gamblers of our time was stone sober at 4am buying a frozen burrito for $1.29 from a hotel lobby after winning over $1 million.

Not as glamorous as I would imagine, but celebrate however you want Mr. Forrest

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