Just My Two Chips

                                                        Is It Luck, Or Skill


What makes a good poker player? Or is a good poker player just a myth? I mean yes we see so many familiar faces, as we watch poker on t.v. but are they really that good? Or is it that they have a shit ton of money to throw around? Not that I hate money, and not that I'm saying that professional players aren't good. But sometimes it just strikes me as odd that most of the time, final tables end up with so many donkey's. Take the 2010 Main event Soi Nguyen came out and said that he didn't know a thing about poker except for calling, raising, and betting. But this dude made it to the final nine, in a arena filled with sharks. And then there are the poker pros like Negreanu, that man is uncanny. He is Professor Xavier on the poker table, sitting there telepathically seeing your cards, and calling them out like it was so simple to figure out what that person was holding. Negreanu is one sick individual. But I barely see him making it to the final table. Now I could be wrong and most time I am, but just seems to me that a player as sick as he, should almost always reach the final table.
 But instead, the final tables are a mixture of online players, and dudes that were on vacation that decided that it would be fun to spend $10,000 on a game that they barely know how to play. That's like me stepping onto the field with a NFL team, telling Bret Farve to go drink a Geritol, and me leading the team to the Superbowl, that shit just wont happen. But in poker its a hole different story.
 So I guess the next question would be, is it just tourneys that rate pros at the same level as an amateur. Because you figure in most tourney's that the rate of play would actually step up, and you would play better then you would in a cash game, so you aren't wasting your time and your money. But instead it seems just the opposite for most pros, and they fizzle out of the tourney way shy of the money.
 I was actually happy with the November Nine this year, and it turned out to be an epic final table. I was hoping that "The Grinder" would take it home, since I have been watching that dude forever, and it seemed poetic for him to take it, but there again I was doomed to be wrong. But it was still a very entertaining table to watch.
 This is my first blog site that I have ever decided to stick with a write more than one sentence on. And from the mixture of run-on sentences, and gibberish shit that I have wrote within this post, I now realize why I never thought of doing this before. But I'm a stubborn bastard, and I like my jigsaw thoughts. (note to self, keep writing, fuck um if they cant adjust.)
 Until next time may all your chips come my way, and all my pots be monsters.