Curry and Poker - Hot Hot Hot!

After I arrived in Essex for the PartyPoker Open, I settled in to tackle one of the many important tasks that I had ahead of me. The first thing on the agenda was to play in the first of the three Big C Stalker bounties tournies and let me tell ya – they came at me with force and their intentions were to take me out and send me packing! Mission accomplished lads – what a tough bunch we have here at PPP.

That's right, we had "paddysWARRIOR", "Colla", "Viper", "Suzzie", and a host of other great players… all vying for my scalp, all after the $100 bounty. After my pocket tens failed to hold up, leaving me with a mere 10 chips, and by the end of it, with them all smelling the blood in the water, they came in to finish me off. Yes sir, I had at least four callers when I got knocked out due to being so short stacked and vulnerable.

However, I'm not quite sure who actually got me in the end… so whoever it was, I give you my congrats! Well done to you all!

Now, for those of you who missed it and would maybe like to take a shot at yours truly, don't worry as we are having more of these bounties, so be sure to get in and have a crack at it my friends.

Live Poker update:

As I said, I'm in London for a tournament and there are a lot of other pros about, some of those I met included Liam "The Gentleman" Flood, Padraig Parkinson, Warren, Beiju, Spiver, Ozzy, and big John, all about the place at the Marriott Hotel in Essex and I think it's fair to say that all were in good form. That was until some of them suggested that we go out for a nice HOT curry. Ok says I – that sounds good – and off we went.

The food was grand and the night went well … that was until I found myself awake in the middle of the night in the fetal position. Two seconds later I was doing a hand stand in the cold shower … it was crazy … it felt like one of those scenes from the X-Files… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my stomach!

Now those of you who are well used to eating Indian food will know that it can be risky business sometimes – if you order it too hot. And it was only thinking back now that I should have seen some of the warning signs telling me that it was going to be very spicy – for a start – it should have been a red flag when I heard the waiter humming that song from Johnny Cash – Ring of Fire – not to mention the door-man wearing a house of pain t-shirt … ahhhhhhhhhhh! Now that I think about it – the skull and cross bone on the bathroom door also told of pain – ah well what ya gonna do – lucky for me that the smoke detector battery was low and only chirped for a few minutes.

Did I mention I'm playing poker in a minute? Bag of ice please – to go!

Anyway I'll check back in soon and let ya know how I got on in my heat!

Ciaran