The Passion of the Most

SpS III Game Fief-cap

Passion. Since June 9th, 2004, that's what's kept this tour alive and thiriving. Let's think about one thing in particular: Cash money. Most of us have enough of it that twenty dollhairs on a thursday night is almost an afterthought. Even if that's not the case, those twenty dollhairs are well worth the investment if the player is worth his or her mustard. Ask yourself this question: Would I play on Thursdays if no cash money were involved? The answer would certainly be 'yes' amongst the 30 or so regulars. Because for most of us, 4th street has become more a battle of wits than a struggle for cash money. Sure, poker is born from greed and ego, but let's not forget about the points. We are constantly trying to outdo one another; the trash-talking between and within the rival sets being the most telling sign that 4th street is a rare phenomenon; constantly morphing according to the people who bring the pash each and every week.

Now ask yourself this questch: Would I play knowing that, each and every week, I would have to stay and run the tournament to the bitter end, keeping track of the blinds, chipping everyone up, resolving disputes, etc.? Probably not. Imagine how difficult it must be to run and play the tourney! Not to mention deal with any shenanigans that might occur, and the Friday morning that follows. Last thursday was fun for me. I got to lord over 4SPT. I got lucky and managed to make it to the final tabe. I actually ended up losing ; shocking, I know. When I lost, I was super pissed and all I wanted to do was go to Benito's and have my "i lost at 4th street and i'm too pissed to go to Q's" rolled taco meal. Alas, I couldn't do that. I had a tourney to run. My only consolation was that I final tabed and it would have been worse had I busted out early. At least I don't have to run the thing next week and each week after that, when the fun levels would surely fluctuate from super duper fun with responsibilities to downright not fun at all with responsibilities. My point here is obviously that Jeff "Complex Slim" Thomas Holsey is a champion of champions and despite the fact that I have apologized to him more times than anyone could count, I didn't fully realize until today how much effort and patience and passion it actually takes to run this puppy each and every week.

On to the recap:

This week's final tabe was rife with personality. There was The Storm, waiting to self-fulfill his own prophecy. There were the brothers Call: Will and Scrubs- two mensches if there ever were any. As is his want, Holsey himself final tabed, albeit with less chips than one would like to work with. There was Richie Rich and his classy blazer; next to him sat The Most, with a nice chip stack and a winning smile. Finally, Shock G and Sir Pick: the BAC brothers. As usual, Degenerates scored high this week.

G-Ritt asserted himself early; a huge stack, he called both Storm and Will Call all-in with a pair of eights and found himself in the lead as they turned over AQ and AK, respectively. An eight flopped and Shock G had wrested the momentum from the table. The Storm informed me that I would have won with his AQo, and I informed him that I would never get involved in a three-man pot with a premium hand. He left quietly, but was later spotted flinging late-night lightning bolts on Bundy. Will Call was out as well; AK looks hot, but it falls hard old friend.

Exiting next would be Scrubs. Who knows if his strategy to push all-in with K10 immediately after Pick announced a raise was a wise one- Johnny called with a pair of Jacks and took him down. Slim was then forced to go all-in with a weak Ace and I took him out with a better one. My run as tournament director/contender ended soon thereafter; I overvalued my QQ and was shocked to see the KK of G-Ritt.

With considerable momentum and green chips on his side, Geritt sat back and watched Richie and Pick battle for a while. The showdown was set quickly, as the card-dead Richie called Pick with an open-ender and instead made two-pair that busted him in 3rd place.

The action was fierce early on last week, so when the two remaining Degenerates found themselves heads-up, the blinds were low and my Benito's feast was well off in the horizon. Pick battled valiantly, showing us all the moves that have made him a tour fave. All-in with QJ against Geritt's delicious kingjackoff, The Pick hit a Q that was met with sighs and groans by everyone in attendance, including our patient hosts for the evening: High Noon and II-Pod. Even the child in Susan could be heard lamenting the luck of Johnny Collins. A big fan of the Dump-it chip, the Pick soon dumped all of his back to Shock-G. As soon as he had built it, his stack was gone after his A5 lost to Geritt's AJ to end an hourlong heads-up battle.

Now the leading candidate for POY, Shock-G earned his 4th victory well. Shitfaced as he was, he still found a way to shift gears and perceptions enough to come out on top. COngrats to him, and muchas gracias to Suze and Chad for the food, drink and shelter.

Comments

[First Lady]

To whom it may concern:

I am happy to recommend The Most for employment at your company. I had the pleasure of working with him at 4SPT Enterprises where he served as an intern in March, 2007. He was organized, efficient, and willing to do whatever was needed to complete the tasks assigned to him.

The Most displayed a high degree of integrity, responsibility, and ambition. More importantly, his good cheer and attitude helped create a friendly environment appreciated by his fellow co-workers and clients.

The Most would be an asset to any organization, and I am happy to give him my endorsement.

Sincerely,

*The First Lady
Co-Founder, 4SPT Enterprises

[Storm]

Wow that's high praise.

Good work Most, The on yet another fine recap. My point when I said that to you had more to do with your "self-fulfilling prophecies" and the circumstances than the actual hand.

Anyways...you're tough.

[II-Pod]

Excellent write-up and letter of recommendation. The Most is certainly efficient, as exemplified by his consistent shortening of words ending in -tion to -ish. Thereby freeing up countless syllables that may be used to add the -mccuddy's to other words.

[High Noon]

Wow, what a recap! Great job on interning.

However, I find the huge oversight of the First Lady's effort and patience and passion to co-run the weekly tourny we've all come to realize we can't live without, quite offensive and disrespectful (not to mention co-putting up with The Most...lol). ;)

[Pick]

Nice recapsh Vicodin Boy. Maybe the First Lady can get you a new job/career. You are always a POY candidate in my book.

How do you spell statement game by the points leaders?

G: Buckle up. You can't like being the hunted.

Richie Richard: Good to know you still have the pash. "Objects in mirrors.."

Wait a second...Do you smell anything? There is something in the air?... Yep, its that Pisces time of year.

Out.

The Fish

[Shock G]

Are you picking your nose in that "pic" Eliot? Gross. And to think we each were grabbing nachos out of the same basket at La Hacienda before the game. Not cool.

Other than that, I, as the winner of the event, approve of your recap. You are hereby allowed to recap any other event of your choosing - provided I win it of course. That won't be hard, since I don't plan on losing again.

Johnny, if it weren't for the fact I gave it all back to you in King's cash game, I would tell you to SUCK IT! But I won't do that. I'm a civilized man.

(This has been a message paid for by the Shock G for Player of the Year Committee - An Extremely High Profit Organization.)
-G-

[Most, The]

Omigod, Suze, you're right. I tote forgot about Jennifer. Not cool. I hope she knows her efforts aren't unappreciated by any stretch of the imaginaysh.

Um, G-Ritt, I wasn't actually at Hacie-end that night. You are indeed the front-runner for POY, and judging by the lack of congratulations you got for your latest vick, you are a truly marked man. Unfortunately, I already tested our friendship by calling you all-in with a gutshot, something I've always wanted to do. So I'm going to have to let others do the dirty work....

[will]

Hey Most, nice use of dollhairs in a sentence.