Into level 2 and we have 2 casualties, Shane Keary and me. Ran my jj in AA and then lost the rest with 10,9 on a j 10 9 flop, monkey boy( same fucker that had the AA) had KJ and hit runner runner 44. Well fuck, another night down the toilet.

Here We Go Again

qualifier up for grabs I expect a good turn out, even without all those sad Liverpool supporters who are still desperately grasping for past glory, remembering back to a time when Liverpool were a team to be feared. Let it go lads, it's starting to get a little embarrassing. We're here in the Eglinton for yet another €100 freezeout, and with tickets to this Fridays WSOP .

So just before the tournament begins we are fortunate enough to have Christy “The Morbid” Morkan, winner of the most recent league in the Eglinton, join us and let us in on some of the secrets behind his phenomenal success at the poker table.

Q. So Christy, what single thing do you think has contributed most to your recent success?
A. If I had to pick 1 thing it would be my IPod, I find it helps me clear my mind and I can focus some much more on my game.

Q. Clears you mind eh, well tell me, were you surprised to find that there was anything in there that needed clearing?
A. To be honest, I’m as surprised as anybody, but apparently there is something bouncing around in there.

Q. I know there are some players that think you talk your way into the money, what do you think about this?
A. It’s true, I do love a bit of speech play and I think I’m getting good at it. I can definitely talk someone into folding when their ahead.

Q. There have been some rule changes in the club regarding speech play, a player can not longer mention specific cards when talking about their hand, does this affect your game at all.
A. You bet your ass it does, it a pile of cock. I mean how the fuck am I supposed to know what they have if their not allowed tell me.

Ok clock is starting, thanks for your time Christy, maybe we can finish the interview later. We’ll be back in a while with updates from the tournament.

Back From The Pub

Just back from the pub and the league final has taken a nose dive into mediocrity. I only say that because the one hit wonder Paul "The Syrian" Joubi is still in with 7 players left. I am rutting for the short stacks Ronan "Shaken Hands" Gilly and James "The Liverpool Nutjob".

Good news for those in my camp, Gilly has doubled up.

How The Mighty Have Fallen

Among the first casualties in the league final are a couple of notable names, reigning champion Dave Curtis has validated my one hit wonder comment by bluffing of his entire stack in level 2 to a guy holding the nut flush, if your going to blow it you might as well do it in style i suppose. Also gone is Vinny "The Longlad" O Toole and in exiting he has demonstrated how much things have changed on the Galway scene. I think it fair to say Vinnie is a legend in the Irish poker world, the reasons don't really matter, but when I heard the shout "player gone" and asked one of the people at my table who it was, and got the response "the big guy in the orange jumper". Apparently its true that time waits for no man, but it is a little sad when one of the greats doesn't even get a little name recognition

League Final

Tonight is the €10000 spring league final in the Eglinton, the top 50 will compete for a piece of the prize pool. Oh sorry, there will actually be 52 runners in the events, the previous league winner Paul “Mr Fish” Joubi and the final winner Dave “The Sweet Talker” Curtis didn’t manage to qualify but have been given wildcard entries (I doubt the phrase wildcards has ever applied more). I have asked both players about missing the top 50 and each one assured me that it was due to circumstances beyond their control, outside commitments keep them from attending events on a regular basis. So it appears that rumours the pair are just talentless one hit wonders, who couldn’t find their ass with both hands and a road map, are completely unfounded.

Way to early to be in the club

Monday night and I'm in the Eglinton way to early, it's really eerie, dealers wandering around with cans of pledge polishing in silence, Vinnie "The Longlad" mouching around like a ghostly presence. I'm telling you it is not a place for a normal person, not that I for even an instant consider myself anywhere near normal.

Wow, tournament is starting, 6 runners so far, guess I might aswell jump in. There are 3 young fellas I have never seen before, Vinnie, Steve "I hanew you had that" Kovacs and Ivory "I have never seen a hand I wouldn't play to the end".

Ah, things are brightening up a little Laurane and Siobhán have just arrived in, would love to join in now but Steve is telling good bet stories, and the people around him look like they are thinking of a warm bath of water and a razor blade.

On break now, 27 runners in total and just under 2 grand in the kitty, we wouldn't say no to a piece of that. The breaks in these things are way to long now that I am back directing tournaments in here the odd time, as staff I can't play the table games, BEST RULE EVER.

Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. 1 hand after the break and gone, to stupid to lay down AK on a king high board against a knuckle dragger with AA. On the bright side Fintan just got knocked out as well, can try and make my money back playing him in pool.

Steve Kovacs has been eliminated which is a suprise because he hanew what the other guy had, but there you go ever the best among us can make mistakes.

Midnight Madness

Welcome once again to the Eglinton club. Tonight is a €200 freezeout with a 12 o’clock kick-off and has apparently has been named the midnight express but no matter how hard I try not to, I keep calling it midnight madness. Special guests tonight include Ken Doherty, Steve Davis and Tommy Tiernan, and the rest of the field is made up of the usual nut jobs you find in this lunatic asylum. But I have the feeling its going to be a cracker.