Padraig Parkinson And Mike Matusow Play Poker

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To tell you the truth, I haven’t a clue what’s going on here.

I was unavoidably detained for 13 hours on day 2 of the $5,000 pot-limit Omaha hi/lo event. I got a great table at the start playing with an African American gentleman who had a wonderfull sense of humour and a guy from Minnesota who wasn’t too far behind him.

To be fair, you’d have to have a keen sense of humour to live in Minnesota.

The first guy got horribly dogged and instead of moaning asked politely if anyone had been in Walmart recently. He was wondering if they were still hiring!

How do I get a green card?

I was disappointed when our table broke and I got moved to a table with Mike Matusow and David Bach on my left which is not a good spot if you’re trying to win a few quid. It was fun though.

Matusow is way funnier than you might think so we passed the time by verbally abusing David whenever we got half a chance. He lapped it up.

When he spread out two turtle mascots, one hand exerciser, one notebook, one water (large) and a coffee in front of him, Mike asked if there was any other “xxxxing stuff” he’d like to bring along to take up his space.

Apparently there wasn’t.

He was constantly taking notes and we quite helpfully made some suggestions that I can’t repeat here. Mike had had a big row the previous day with a guy who was claiming to have had an even worse WSOP than he had. It was a close call. Then the dealer stood up to leave and said that since the start of the WSOP his dad had died and his dog had been shot. It was agreed he’d been a tad unfortunate but at least he had a paycheck coming.

All in good time Mike was out, we were in the money and I was dreaming of a bracelet. That didn’t last long! I’m back today with 4 big blinds. Ah well.

(Editors Note: Padraig doubled up in his first hand but was out soon after in 24th place for $12,500)