I almost lost my poker machine this weekend. After an apparently unsuccessful update, my PC went into an endless cycle of rebooting. At first, I thought it was the hard drive, but I did manage to get it to boot by doing an OS repair. Unfortunately, after the repair, the registry was so hacked, I couldn’t update to service pack 2.
So, it came down to a reformat/reinstall. Luckily, I’ve been in the practice of partitioning my OS separately from my programs and data. One reinstall and 39 updates later, I was back in business. But I lost about 3 hours of my life that I’ll never get back.
****
I believe the influx of Party players to Stars is in full swing. Here’s a hand where I’m not even going to tell you what I had because frankly, it doesn’t matter.
I’m in late position and open raise to 3.5x the big blind. An early position player calls from the blinds with AJo, you know, a monster. The flop is 336. He checks, I bet 3/4ths the pot. He calls. Hmm…OK. The turn is an 8, and he checks again. I bet pot.
He calls. And that confused the shit out of me sufficiently for me to bluff the river when an Ace came. You can spout off all you want about reads and bluffing, but AJo out of position could not be more poorly played. In my opinion. But the guy won a nice pot. One of us was a huge donkey on that hand. And I’m not yet ready to say it was me.
****
I would normally handle this internally, but I’ve decided to post this for the WORLD to see.
If you’ve read the blog recently, you’re probably more than aware of my fondness for rounding up the guys and heading out for some drinking and pokering. I’ve been doing that for a few months now. I figured the people attending were having just as good a time as I on these jaunts. As such, I don’t ever go to a poker game without inviting my peeps.
Then yesterday, I get this email:
Last night there were two waitresses at Undergound Game 2.
Both were employees at Platinum Plus.
They served drinks topless.
It was somewhat distracting...but quite entertaining.
Thought you'd like to know.
I was not invited nor notified.
Monday, October 16, 2006
Monday, October 9, 2006
WSOP Bloggers
Finally did some video conversions from my TiVo, De-muxed the "encryption," cut the file size, and then converted to iPod format. Luckily youtube accepts that format.
Ryan Busts Jesus
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-roYhH0-2sk
And One LuckBox Deserves Another
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scGEZN5n4Go
Ryan Busts Jesus
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-roYhH0-2sk
And One LuckBox Deserves Another
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scGEZN5n4Go
Sunday, October 8, 2006
Stupid is as Stupid Does
I apologize for the hand history, but this was possibly the dumbest thing I've seen online in a while.
PokerStars Game #6561402717: Hold'em No Limit ($1/$2) - 2006/10/08 - 11:17:11 (ET)
Table 'Ra-Shalom' 6-max Seat #2 is the button
Seat 1: Ghisi ($311.65 in chips)
Seat 2: betedeouf ($191.50 in chips)
Seat 3: JackBrooks ($84.20 in chips)
Seat 4: sk8wodie ($127.35 in chips)
Seat 5: badblood44 ($194.50 in chips)
Seat 6: Gnallingen ($86.10 in chips)
JackBrooks: posts small blind $1
sk8wodie: posts big blind $2
*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to badblood44 [Ac Tc]
badblood44: raises $5 to $7
Gnallingen: folds
Ghisi: calls $7
betedeouf: calls $7
JackBrooks: folds
sk8wodie: calls $5
*** FLOP *** [Jc Js Jh]
sk8wodie: checks
badblood44: bets $10
Ghisi: folds
betedeouf: calls $10
sk8wodie: folds
*** TURN *** [Jc Js Jh] [3s]
badblood44: checks
betedeouf: checks
*** RIVER *** [Jc Js Jh 3s] [Jd]
badblood44: bets $20
betedeouf: raises $154.50 to $174.50 and is all-in
badblood44: calls $154.50
*** SHOW DOWN ***
betedeouf: shows [9h 9s] (four of a kind, Jacks)
badblood44: shows [Ac Tc] (four of a kind, Jacks - Ace kicker)
badblood44 collected $395 from pot
*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot $398 | Rake $3
Board [Jc Js Jh 3s Jd]
Seat 1: Ghisi folded on the Flop
Seat 2: betedeouf (button) showed [9h 9s] and lost with four of a kind, Jacks
Seat 3: JackBrooks (small blind) folded before Flop
Seat 4: sk8wodie (big blind) folded on the Flop
Seat 5: badblood44 showed [Ac Tc] and won ($395) with four of a kind, Jacks
Seat 6: Gnallingen folded before Flop (didn't bet)
PokerStars Game #6561402717: Hold'em No Limit ($1/$2) - 2006/10/08 - 11:17:11 (ET)
Table 'Ra-Shalom' 6-max Seat #2 is the button
Seat 1: Ghisi ($311.65 in chips)
Seat 2: betedeouf ($191.50 in chips)
Seat 3: JackBrooks ($84.20 in chips)
Seat 4: sk8wodie ($127.35 in chips)
Seat 5: badblood44 ($194.50 in chips)
Seat 6: Gnallingen ($86.10 in chips)
JackBrooks: posts small blind $1
sk8wodie: posts big blind $2
*** HOLE CARDS ***
Dealt to badblood44 [Ac Tc]
badblood44: raises $5 to $7
Gnallingen: folds
Ghisi: calls $7
betedeouf: calls $7
JackBrooks: folds
sk8wodie: calls $5
*** FLOP *** [Jc Js Jh]
sk8wodie: checks
badblood44: bets $10
Ghisi: folds
betedeouf: calls $10
sk8wodie: folds
*** TURN *** [Jc Js Jh] [3s]
badblood44: checks
betedeouf: checks
*** RIVER *** [Jc Js Jh 3s] [Jd]
badblood44: bets $20
betedeouf: raises $154.50 to $174.50 and is all-in
badblood44: calls $154.50
*** SHOW DOWN ***
betedeouf: shows [9h 9s] (four of a kind, Jacks)
badblood44: shows [Ac Tc] (four of a kind, Jacks - Ace kicker)
badblood44 collected $395 from pot
*** SUMMARY ***
Total pot $398 | Rake $3
Board [Jc Js Jh 3s Jd]
Seat 1: Ghisi folded on the Flop
Seat 2: betedeouf (button) showed [9h 9s] and lost with four of a kind, Jacks
Seat 3: JackBrooks (small blind) folded before Flop
Seat 4: sk8wodie (big blind) folded on the Flop
Seat 5: badblood44 showed [Ac Tc] and won ($395) with four of a kind, Jacks
Seat 6: Gnallingen folded before Flop (didn't bet)
Thursday, October 5, 2006
The Art of Suck
How do you feel after you’ve been rivered by a two-outer? I’ve tried to numb the negative feelings when it happens to me and have had varied levels of success. But now the real question, how do you feel when you’re the one doing the rivering?
****
It was another fun night out with the G-Vegas crew. Otis, G-Rob, TheMark and I met at our local over-priced watering hole and shot the shit for 90 minutes talking about all things poker and non-poker related. We weren’t sure, but it may have been Otis’ first venture outside the house in two weeks judging from his Grizzly Adams look.
We discussed the possibility of this being the last time the four of us all go play on the same night. Granted, we were only half-joking, but for a few of us, it’s reached a point where trading chips with each other isn’t the most financially sound decision. Like I’ve mentioned before, it’s a trade-off between EV and good company.
When the cards finally hit the table at the Spring Hotel, there were the four of us, two house players, and two other regulars, one of whom only plays Aces or Kings. Still, none of us had the ability to stay out of the other’s pots. Chips went flying.
****
Last Friday, I saw perhaps the most brutal of suck outs occur. I think the worst, mathematically, is when you need to consecutively catch your remaining two outs in a runner-runner fashion, a 989:1 shot. But in the category of suck, re-suck, re-suck, last Friday’s hand takes the cake.
One player flopped a set of fours. The other player turned his set of tens and all the money went in. The case four on the river titled the guy with tens. The dealer, respecting the recent turn of events, said nothing and readied himself for the next hand.
Last night though, he did confide in me that he does find a certain level of enjoyment dealing hands like that. Were I in his shoes, I might feel the same way, in a morbid kind of way.
****
We were winding down, twenty minutes past the time I told everyone I’d be leaving. In a straddled pot I limped with J8c and five players saw the flop. It was JT2. Checked to me, I led out with top pair to see where I was. TheMark called in late position as did Earl, one of the local regulars from the blind. The turn was an 8, giving me two pair. I thought I was good. For about a second.
Again, it’s checked to me, and I bet $25. TheMark made it $50 and then Earl re-raised to $125. Two colossal mis-reads later, and I decide I’m going to push. Interestingly, I put TheMark on T8 for two-pair, and based on his reaction after my push, really thought I was correct. Still, he called. I had a fleeting hope that Earl was over-valuing something like AJ.
However, when Earl pushed all-in on top of TheMark it was quite obvious to me that he had a straight. Oh well, I thought, TheMark should realize this too and fold, giving me four outs to hit my boat. But TheMark didn’t fold. He called.
****
Poor Earl. He tabled 97 for the turned gutshot. TheMark began questioning me about my hand as I kept it face down. Flush draw? No. Set? No. I flashed him two-fingers to indicate two pair and he gave me a nod and said, “You’re behind.”
“Great,” I said, “Do I need a Jack then?”
“A Jack gives me a boat””Ooof, so you’ve got top two? Jack-Ten?”
“Yeah.”
“I guess I need an eight.”
****
I tipped our dealer, a die-hard Iron Maiden fan, $10 when he shipped me the $776 pot. Perhaps, just as on Friday, he had some small morbid amount of pleasure spiking that two-outer for me.
Did I feel the same? No, not really. I played the hand about as horribly as possible as the ghost of Dmitri Nobles looked on. In isolation, I don’t like winning that way. Justifying it as payback for a host of similar beats put on me over the years diminishes that feeling, but I’m rarely happy to win via poor play.
Without a doubt, I’ll take the pot. But the way I played it is a wakeup call of some sorts, effectively telling me not to get too cocky. Sometimes going on a rush obscures your true playing level.
But sometimes, the penalty for playing horribly is a monster pot. Morbid indeed.
****
It was another fun night out with the G-Vegas crew. Otis, G-Rob, TheMark and I met at our local over-priced watering hole and shot the shit for 90 minutes talking about all things poker and non-poker related. We weren’t sure, but it may have been Otis’ first venture outside the house in two weeks judging from his Grizzly Adams look.
We discussed the possibility of this being the last time the four of us all go play on the same night. Granted, we were only half-joking, but for a few of us, it’s reached a point where trading chips with each other isn’t the most financially sound decision. Like I’ve mentioned before, it’s a trade-off between EV and good company.
When the cards finally hit the table at the Spring Hotel, there were the four of us, two house players, and two other regulars, one of whom only plays Aces or Kings. Still, none of us had the ability to stay out of the other’s pots. Chips went flying.
****
Last Friday, I saw perhaps the most brutal of suck outs occur. I think the worst, mathematically, is when you need to consecutively catch your remaining two outs in a runner-runner fashion, a 989:1 shot. But in the category of suck, re-suck, re-suck, last Friday’s hand takes the cake.
One player flopped a set of fours. The other player turned his set of tens and all the money went in. The case four on the river titled the guy with tens. The dealer, respecting the recent turn of events, said nothing and readied himself for the next hand.
Last night though, he did confide in me that he does find a certain level of enjoyment dealing hands like that. Were I in his shoes, I might feel the same way, in a morbid kind of way.
****
We were winding down, twenty minutes past the time I told everyone I’d be leaving. In a straddled pot I limped with J8c and five players saw the flop. It was JT2. Checked to me, I led out with top pair to see where I was. TheMark called in late position as did Earl, one of the local regulars from the blind. The turn was an 8, giving me two pair. I thought I was good. For about a second.
Again, it’s checked to me, and I bet $25. TheMark made it $50 and then Earl re-raised to $125. Two colossal mis-reads later, and I decide I’m going to push. Interestingly, I put TheMark on T8 for two-pair, and based on his reaction after my push, really thought I was correct. Still, he called. I had a fleeting hope that Earl was over-valuing something like AJ.
However, when Earl pushed all-in on top of TheMark it was quite obvious to me that he had a straight. Oh well, I thought, TheMark should realize this too and fold, giving me four outs to hit my boat. But TheMark didn’t fold. He called.
****
Poor Earl. He tabled 97 for the turned gutshot. TheMark began questioning me about my hand as I kept it face down. Flush draw? No. Set? No. I flashed him two-fingers to indicate two pair and he gave me a nod and said, “You’re behind.”
“Great,” I said, “Do I need a Jack then?”
“A Jack gives me a boat””Ooof, so you’ve got top two? Jack-Ten?”
“Yeah.”
“I guess I need an eight.”
****
I tipped our dealer, a die-hard Iron Maiden fan, $10 when he shipped me the $776 pot. Perhaps, just as on Friday, he had some small morbid amount of pleasure spiking that two-outer for me.
Did I feel the same? No, not really. I played the hand about as horribly as possible as the ghost of Dmitri Nobles looked on. In isolation, I don’t like winning that way. Justifying it as payback for a host of similar beats put on me over the years diminishes that feeling, but I’m rarely happy to win via poor play.
Without a doubt, I’ll take the pot. But the way I played it is a wakeup call of some sorts, effectively telling me not to get too cocky. Sometimes going on a rush obscures your true playing level.
But sometimes, the penalty for playing horribly is a monster pot. Morbid indeed.
Wednesday, October 4, 2006
Hit The Showers Kid
To put into perspective how I currently feel about the potential elimination of online poker, consider this scenario.
You’re 14 years old and just made the varsity football team in high school. You’ve been playing since you were 8 in youth leagues and seemed to always find a way to perform well enough to start and be a solid contributor to your team. You have no idea what the future holds, but you hold close to yourself thoughts that if you continue to do well, you just might get a football scholarship to a Division 1A college. And then, who knows? Perhaps you continue to do well and just maybe, you get drafted by an NFL team. You know that it’s silly to think that far ahead, but at this point you can only hope. Those plans don’t occupy a large part of your thoughts, but from time to time, you like to dream a little. After all, you’ve managed to do well enough thus far and there’s no real indication that you won’t continue to do so. The opportunity is limitless.
Then one day your high school football coach calls a team meeting after practice. He regrets to inform you that due to unforeseen circumstances, the football program has been cancelled indefinitely. Go shower up.
****
With that said, I don’t want to come across as someone with professional aspirations. What I do want to say is that at least the opportunity was there. I have been making steady progress over the last three years. Progress has been slow, but I figured I had all the time in the world. There was no need for me to try to accelerate it; I’m a husband, a father of two, and have a more traditional career to worry about. But progress was undeniably steady.
Now I feel that there’s a chance I may never grow to my full potential whatever that might have been. I could be stuck a $200NL player for the next 10 years or I could be on a growth path leading to the $2000NL games 5 years from now.
I may never know. And that is most disappointing.
You’re 14 years old and just made the varsity football team in high school. You’ve been playing since you were 8 in youth leagues and seemed to always find a way to perform well enough to start and be a solid contributor to your team. You have no idea what the future holds, but you hold close to yourself thoughts that if you continue to do well, you just might get a football scholarship to a Division 1A college. And then, who knows? Perhaps you continue to do well and just maybe, you get drafted by an NFL team. You know that it’s silly to think that far ahead, but at this point you can only hope. Those plans don’t occupy a large part of your thoughts, but from time to time, you like to dream a little. After all, you’ve managed to do well enough thus far and there’s no real indication that you won’t continue to do so. The opportunity is limitless.
Then one day your high school football coach calls a team meeting after practice. He regrets to inform you that due to unforeseen circumstances, the football program has been cancelled indefinitely. Go shower up.
****
With that said, I don’t want to come across as someone with professional aspirations. What I do want to say is that at least the opportunity was there. I have been making steady progress over the last three years. Progress has been slow, but I figured I had all the time in the world. There was no need for me to try to accelerate it; I’m a husband, a father of two, and have a more traditional career to worry about. But progress was undeniably steady.
Now I feel that there’s a chance I may never grow to my full potential whatever that might have been. I could be stuck a $200NL player for the next 10 years or I could be on a growth path leading to the $2000NL games 5 years from now.
I may never know. And that is most disappointing.
Tuesday, October 3, 2006
Imagine
Sometime in the future….
“Hello sir, welcome to the Bellagio. Can I help you?”
“Yes, I have reservations and I’d like to check in.”
“Last name please?”
“Blood, that’s Bee, El, Oh, Oh, Dee.”
“I see we have you down for 4 nights Mr. Blood. How would you like to pay for your stay?”
“I’ll be using my Bellagio FPP’s.” Hero hands cashier his Bellagio FPP card. Cashier swipes it through card reader. Beep, beep, boop, beep.
“Excellent sir. Here’s your key. Enjoy your stay and good luck at the tables.”
****
Our hero walks up to the poker room…
“Hello, do you have any open seating at $2/$5?”
“Yes sir, right this way.”
Hero sits down and the poker room manager asks, “Can I get you a rack?”
“Yes please. But use my online balance.””No problem sir, please just enter your account name and password here,” as he hands me his wireless tablet. Beep, beep, boop, beep.
“I’ll be right back with your chips.”
****
“Hi, I’d like to register for your daily tournament.””Excellent. Our buy-in is $1000.”I hand the tournament director my card. “I’d like to use one of my tokens please. I won a $50+5 satellite back home a few weeks ago.”
“Not a problem.” Beep, beep, boop, beep. “You’re all registered sir. We begin at noon.”
****
Some day, I believe that’s where this is all going. How we get there? I don’t know. But right now, the big B&M casinos have the money and the incentive to become a powerful lobbying force in Washington. Getting a “poker exemption” to the bill that just passed will hopefully be step number one. How can anyone in say Harrah’s or MGM’s position turn away from the type of money that’s available?
Who wouldn’t love to pay for their room with FPP’s, or buy into a tourney with a token? There’s just too much, and I shudder to use this word, synergy.
The online poker situation just got real cloudy. But it’s not over. While it may take a while, even years, to settle back into stability, if you can weather the storm, you’ll come out the other side a better player ready to reap the rewards of Poker Boom v2.0
****
Back in the hotel room after taking down the Bellagio $1000 event, our hero logs onto the FPP store.
Merchandise…no. Clothing…no. Ah, here we go. “Other.”
Nice, that one looks like Jenna Jameson. Click. Beep, beep, boop, beep.
“Hello sir, welcome to the Bellagio. Can I help you?”
“Yes, I have reservations and I’d like to check in.”
“Last name please?”
“Blood, that’s Bee, El, Oh, Oh, Dee.”
“I see we have you down for 4 nights Mr. Blood. How would you like to pay for your stay?”
“I’ll be using my Bellagio FPP’s.” Hero hands cashier his Bellagio FPP card. Cashier swipes it through card reader. Beep, beep, boop, beep.
“Excellent sir. Here’s your key. Enjoy your stay and good luck at the tables.”
****
Our hero walks up to the poker room…
“Hello, do you have any open seating at $2/$5?”
“Yes sir, right this way.”
Hero sits down and the poker room manager asks, “Can I get you a rack?”
“Yes please. But use my online balance.””No problem sir, please just enter your account name and password here,” as he hands me his wireless tablet. Beep, beep, boop, beep.
“I’ll be right back with your chips.”
****
“Hi, I’d like to register for your daily tournament.””Excellent. Our buy-in is $1000.”I hand the tournament director my card. “I’d like to use one of my tokens please. I won a $50+5 satellite back home a few weeks ago.”
“Not a problem.” Beep, beep, boop, beep. “You’re all registered sir. We begin at noon.”
****
Some day, I believe that’s where this is all going. How we get there? I don’t know. But right now, the big B&M casinos have the money and the incentive to become a powerful lobbying force in Washington. Getting a “poker exemption” to the bill that just passed will hopefully be step number one. How can anyone in say Harrah’s or MGM’s position turn away from the type of money that’s available?
Who wouldn’t love to pay for their room with FPP’s, or buy into a tourney with a token? There’s just too much, and I shudder to use this word, synergy.
The online poker situation just got real cloudy. But it’s not over. While it may take a while, even years, to settle back into stability, if you can weather the storm, you’ll come out the other side a better player ready to reap the rewards of Poker Boom v2.0
****
Back in the hotel room after taking down the Bellagio $1000 event, our hero logs onto the FPP store.
Merchandise…no. Clothing…no. Ah, here we go. “Other.”
Nice, that one looks like Jenna Jameson. Click. Beep, beep, boop, beep.
Monday, October 2, 2006
The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
First, the good. I did play on Friday night, and even after losing a $400 pot with AK vs QJ vs JT I finished in the good for almost a buy-in. Amusingly, everyone was asking me where G-Rob was. I told them it was his wife’s birthday and they spent the evening together. Nobody believed me. Multiple people said, “I bet he’s just tired of losing all his winnings to you.” Interesting table image I have there.
Speaking of which, a few new faces were there Friday, including a young 20-something Furman University student who had recently taken down a Party Poker $162 MTT for over $20k. I managed to bluff him off of pocket K’s on a board of Q742. Yes, at the Spring Hotel someone laid down an overpair to me, claiming I flopped a set of 4’s. I mucked and told him he made a very impressive laydown, one that I couldn’t make. Table image rules.
****
Second, the bad.
Anything happen this weekend with respect to online poker? All I have to say to one Mr. Frist is “-radio edit-.“ Kid Rock fans know what I mean.
The implications are huge. From my perspective, there are four financial transactions that impact US-based players. Bank to middle man, middle man to Poker Site, and the reverse.
For winning players, the cash-out path is the most concerning. Just this morning, logging onto Neteller provoked a new “terms of use” agreement pop-up. It says I cannot use the service for any illegal activities, blah, blah, blah. So it would appear that my ability to make timely cashouts might be adversely affected. I’m not sure which part of the transaction will be monitored, poker site to Neteller or Neteller to my bank. I would imagine Neteller would find it easy to block a transaction from Pokerstars to my account simply by knowing I’m a US-based player. It appears however, that the physical check option is still viable based on statements by Lee Jones on 2+2. I would hope my bank would still honor a check from a foreign bank.
For losing players, the process of depositing may have just become enough of a hassle such that they simply don’t do it. And that’s not good for the winning players.
****
The ugly.
I am certainly pretty bummed. I’ve got live poker to fall back on, but the convenience of its online counterpart was impossible to ignore. Over the past couple of years, I’ve made some progress as a player and was really looking forward to continuing to do so. Granted, the progress was slow, but it was steady. I’ve become a steady winning player at the $200NL games and online, the growth path is nearly limitless. Offline? Not so much, even in the hotbed of G-Vegas.
Right now, nobody can say what will happen. In fact, it’s not so much what the law says, but how the companies we deal with react to the law. I’ve seen reports that Party Poker will no longer let US-based players play at its real money site once the bill is signed into law. If other major sites follow suit, it makes the language of the law irrelevant. We are at their mercy.
****
Long live the Spring Hotel.
Speaking of which, a few new faces were there Friday, including a young 20-something Furman University student who had recently taken down a Party Poker $162 MTT for over $20k. I managed to bluff him off of pocket K’s on a board of Q742. Yes, at the Spring Hotel someone laid down an overpair to me, claiming I flopped a set of 4’s. I mucked and told him he made a very impressive laydown, one that I couldn’t make. Table image rules.
****
Second, the bad.
Anything happen this weekend with respect to online poker? All I have to say to one Mr. Frist is “-radio edit-.“ Kid Rock fans know what I mean.
The implications are huge. From my perspective, there are four financial transactions that impact US-based players. Bank to middle man, middle man to Poker Site, and the reverse.
For winning players, the cash-out path is the most concerning. Just this morning, logging onto Neteller provoked a new “terms of use” agreement pop-up. It says I cannot use the service for any illegal activities, blah, blah, blah. So it would appear that my ability to make timely cashouts might be adversely affected. I’m not sure which part of the transaction will be monitored, poker site to Neteller or Neteller to my bank. I would imagine Neteller would find it easy to block a transaction from Pokerstars to my account simply by knowing I’m a US-based player. It appears however, that the physical check option is still viable based on statements by Lee Jones on 2+2. I would hope my bank would still honor a check from a foreign bank.
For losing players, the process of depositing may have just become enough of a hassle such that they simply don’t do it. And that’s not good for the winning players.
****
The ugly.
I am certainly pretty bummed. I’ve got live poker to fall back on, but the convenience of its online counterpart was impossible to ignore. Over the past couple of years, I’ve made some progress as a player and was really looking forward to continuing to do so. Granted, the progress was slow, but it was steady. I’ve become a steady winning player at the $200NL games and online, the growth path is nearly limitless. Offline? Not so much, even in the hotbed of G-Vegas.
Right now, nobody can say what will happen. In fact, it’s not so much what the law says, but how the companies we deal with react to the law. I’ve seen reports that Party Poker will no longer let US-based players play at its real money site once the bill is signed into law. If other major sites follow suit, it makes the language of the law irrelevant. We are at their mercy.
****
Long live the Spring Hotel.
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