World Champs Everywhere

September 28, 2009 by Nick Wealthall

So it’s the WSOPE – which sadly I’m not playing in. It’s a great event but I’d be an underdog in it as the field is really strong. Or at least it certainly seems this way as only the best come over from America and only the best Europeans can manage the buy in. It’s definitely one of the big ones all the pros are desperate to win in the calendar and hopefully it will get a great champ as it has in previous years.

Apparently Phil Hellmuth rode a chariot round Leicester square and came in as a centurion or prefect or whatever that ludicrous garb is supposed to be. So … um… why did this happen exactly? This is the same ‘entrance’ he ‘performed’ at the WSOP in Vegas – so obviously it was such a hit that we needed to see it again. Clearly Phil is hoping that the continued and increasingly preposterous entrances will mask his obviously dwindling abilities and the incontrovertible fact that he enters these non-big field WSOP events as a huge underdog to the field. It’s a bit like the Burnley team turning up at Anfield dressed as super heroes and being choppered in to the centre circle with accompanying fireworks only to be beaten 6-0. I guess it’s too much to ask when he gets knocked out this time if he’ll fall on his sword?

In other news I was making the short walk from my flat to my local Waitrose when I spotted someone coming the other way and had that ‘I know him who is it’ feeling. It was one of those situations where it was so unlikely I’d see this person I couldn’t place him. He was looking at me similarly. Anyway we were almost past each other when I blurted ‘you’re peter eastgate’ (I suspect he already knew that) he replied ‘you do the commentary’ …. We had a nice chat mainly about the docklands light railway and that it transpires he lives about 5 minutes walk from me. As I left the conversation with a smile on my face I slowly realised the creeping truth of it all – I was no longer the best poker player in Canary Wharf. In fact he lives so close that I’m now only the best player in my block of flats. That is until I find out Cole South is renting the penthouse two floors up.

I will – of course – be moving

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