He sits down at the table with unparalleled confidence
His wits as sharp as blades,
his skills finely tuned and his stacks
piled high before him,
failure isn’t an option
or even a passing thought
This early in the game,
Clubs are all he seeks
He dances with delight as the flop promises the thrill he eagerly awaits…
Inconceivable!
He grunts in disbelief
the thrill was fleeting,
the cost only minor.
Next hand.
Diamonds… he recalls the advice
from a seasoned shark
Diamonds melt the icy gaze of his elusive adversaries
the toughest read is now transparent,
all he has to do is lead the hand
and close the deal…
Unbelievable!
He sinks into his chair.
It seemed so promising,
so real,
so close
His stacks dwindling – he’s not done.
Next hand.
His wisdom now emerges – replete with cynicism
New strategy…every expression
carefully calculated and deliberately devoid of expression
Call.
He sets out to diminish his previous setback in Spades
Call.
He’s patient and floats around the turn…
Impossible?!
But now he couldn’t tell
He stares woefully at his Bachelor Hand…
Fold.
His well-crafted strategy, pulled from his hands and promptly discarded
Final hand.
Contemplation now replaces impetuousness
Focus now replaces impatience
Understanding now replaces irrationality
Drawing from a wealth of experience … but limited reserves
He is playing with Hearts now,
the risk is greater – so is the reward
he glides down the river
and finally enjoys
the intoxicating thrill of this game…
He won…
her heart
… with pure luck.
