After reading the contributions submitted to J5onsuit I was compelled to make my own contribution. We are such and entertaining and enlighted group but I am not sure most of you could see things the way I do as I am older than most of our players, except Dave L.
I think the metamorphisis you go through as a player is so much like life and we have players at every level of the evolutionary chain.
We have ameba's who are in the infancy stages of forming their game, have no direction, and are just trying to keep from getting their bankroll squashed into microscopic particles.
We have the toddlers who are so thrilled that they actually have a pair in their hand they continue to bet with childlike faith that they will catch their 2 outer to beat all the over cards on the board.
We have pre-teens who can't wait to grow up and finally have the courage call that big bet from the older guys, while drawing to their straight, flush, second pair, or gut shot.
We have the hot shot older teenagers who are full of piss and vineagar and can bench 250, throw a bet at every pot, reraise every bet, and just dare all the puny freshman to even speak to them. Their very stare says, "Get out of my pot."
We have the intellectual college boys who have gained so much knowledge from their educational endeavors that folding, calling, or raising is an equation that has a simple and finite answer.
We have the dedicated family man who is so thilled that his wife actually gave him permission to do something without her that he will bet - without looking at his cards, after seeing his crappy cards, or probably with no cards - and just dare you to try and take his money.
We have the sibling rivalries of the little stack versus the big stack. The little stack knows there is going to be one opportunity when the big stack is not looking or paying attention and he will get to throw that sucker punch that leaves the big stack bewildered and wondering what just happened.
We have the player who has matured, knows where to pick his spots, who he can bluff out of a pot, and who he can reraise to win a pot. Unfortunately he usually makes just the right move at just the wrong time and gets the right call with the wrong board from one of the aforementioned players to loose the biggest pot of the night. Lamenting his loss with the often proved poker principal, "You just can't rehab stupid."
And finally we have the wise old sage. He has been through many endeavors in life and has learned from most of them. He is wise enough to know that he doesn't know everything but puts a lot of effort into trying to make you think he knows just about everything. He trys to educate the young folks on all facets of life and let them learn from his years of experience. He is just young enough that he thinks he can still be cool but just old enough that the only thing about him that is cool is the temperature of his refrigerator. But this wise man has learned from his the many hands he has played. There will be bad beats, there will be suckouts, and if enough pressure from skin and bone is applied to an immovable object there will be pain. But we all know that great piece of wisdom from one of the great philosophers of our time, "Like Mama says. It be's dat way sometimes."
The most interesting fact about life and poker is that at any session or on any day I can dispaly any one or all of the stages of maturity.
GoodChuck
