We went to lunch at one of our favorite spots this afternoon. On ESPN, several run-through-the-wringer-looking kind of guys were playing some kind of poker game. I never really watched people playing poker before; and I assume that if one is involved in the poker game itself, then it is a very exciting thing. I suppose one might even break a sweat, depending on the conditions in the room.
I know that when I would sell instant game ducats at bingo for St. Ed's, it could get pretty hot in those rooms ... of course, there were a lot more people playing; and I imagine the bingo machine could get pretty hot as the evening moved along. I don't know if the bingo ball machine thingy got hot because I never operated it. I was one of the low people on the totem pole and was consigned to selling the instants. I was told that it took a special skill to run the machine and call out the letters and numbers on the balls, and I don't doubt that for a minute. Make one mistake ... I can't imagine the horror ... the horror. I'm certain that selling those instant game tickets in other venues is a mortal sin, but I was granted special dispensation to do so by the Archbishop.
I know that ESPN stood for Entertainment and Sports Programming Network, but poker is neither a sport nor entertainment. It might be entertaining if they were allowed to have loaded guns ... then it'd be like waiting for cars to crash in a NASCAR race. People would be goading the poker players on, trying to get them to draw their guns, learning who in the American Poker League is quick-tempered and who in the National Poker League, maybe the #2 guy, Trigger Mike, on the Reno Sharks, has a quick draw ... and use paint-ball guns; then there's no killing involved. Now, that would be entertainment ... and sport.
Until then, I'll watch golf instead of poker.
Posted by Bill at July 27, 2006 04:24 PM