I didn't do a whole lot poker related this weekend except think and talk - and both of those turned out to be important. The biggest news - Tina and I are now shooting for 2015 for our next trip to Vegas - and for me to play in the World Series. Wow. Lots of saving to do, lots of planning to do, and most importantly, lots of PRACTICE to do. I need to get into some more tournaments and gain that experience, as well as refine a strategy and my ability to focus.
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I did some reading last night as I was trying in vain to be tired enough to go to sleep. Not reading in the educational sense, just catching up on some WSOP and other related poker news. On the PokerStars blog, I found
this gem:
I can't say enough good things about this article, or the ideas behind it. First, it's Doyle Brunson. A legend in every sense of the word, and someone for whom I have a great amount of respect. As a poker player, it's obvious. As a person, it was cemented when he put on Twitter one holiday season something to the effect of "To all my Christian friends, Merry Christmas! To all my atheist friends, good luck!" I've read a lot about the guy (including a lot written by him), and while he may not preach, and you may not know it looking at him because of that, he is a Christian for certain.
Second, I love how the author took the angle of himself getting older, and his worries about that, and weaved it into the fact that pretty much everything we know about Doyle Brunson, Poker Legend happened after he turned 40. The authors worries echo my own - witness this particular passage talking about age as a number:
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It's as real as it is arbitrary, and I'd be lying if tried to pretend I
don't spend an inordinate amount of time quietly lamenting the state of
my personal and crumbling union. I look at what I've done and know it's
not enough. I look at what I'm doing and know it's not enough. Most
waking moments are spent in half-conscious self-loathing. It's really
quite pathetic, no matter how you look at it."
I wrote an entry some time ago about why I love poker. In there, one of the reasons I gave was that it's something I should be able to do my entire life. Doyle Brunson is living proof that you can do exactly that.
I also love Mr. Brunson's attitude toward life - as evidenced by the last two paragraphs of this article, as well as his reaction to the hand he had when he fell over - "would have been a great story if I kicked the bucket". No fretting, no trying to escape the inevitible. He knows he's closer to the end than the beginning, and he accepts that with class and grace.
I've said before that one of the most amazing aspects of poker is that it allows amatuers and pros to mix and play on a level field. Not only pros, but absolute legends. Drawing a table assignment with Doyle Brunson would be like having your name written in the lineup with Babe Ruth. How awesome would that be?
More than anything, I want to play poker at a high level for situations just like that, to sit down at a table and see Babe Ruth sitting a few feet away. Same game, same starting chip stack, and at that moment, the same chance to win the whole thing.
Shuffle up and deal.