"I was not involved, but the guy who lost the pot is a jerk, so I took secret delight in seeing this happen..."


I never let this happen anymore. Used to but not anymore. Call it superstition or whatever but it seems that whenever I take delight in someone else losing it comes back to haunt me. I don't do it anymore. I play poker to win money not to feed some egoistic need to see pain inflicted on some opponent. I don't let my personal feelings about anyone at the table influence me in any way. Friend or foe tis all the same to me. That re- rhymes me:


"Bad Beat, Bad Beat what'cha gonna do?

What'cha gonna do when they come for you?

Bad Beat, Bad Beat who ya gonna screw?

Who ya gonna screw if I'm a jerkoff too"


Vince