I am dying a slow and painful death. I have the worst toothache in the history of mankind! I get the thing on Friday, and everything is closed. The whole weekend is spent shoving any painkiller I can get my hands on. It is times like these that one needs to go through to truly appreciate the many times I am not in pain. The humbler. I was reading on CR how these two guys are being mentor, take on as a protege'. Man I would love for that to be me. There are somethings in life that we know to be true, things known to be true within ourselves. I hate to be horrible at something. I have always been good at sports, prison and overall a good father. I am not good at poker, in fact I think I suck.
I have really fallen in love with the game, and there in lies the problem. When I attach myself to something, I want to be the best. Granted, I am never going to beat Tiger Woods in golf with my lowly 7 handicap, but hey I beat those around me. It is that kind of thinking that I am talking about. So what would I give to be a protege', OMG! The chance that someone with skill would take the time to train and mold me, that would be priceless. I play low limit poker because I don't have the skill or confidence to play at the higher limits. I rarely play tournaments, however I do like them. Man, when I see these guys on Cardrunners getting the opportunity to get training and insight from good and solid players, it makes me envious.
All these online players are kids. Here I am looking 45 in the face, and I am begging for theses hot shots to teach this old dog some tricks. So I guess if anyone in cyberland reads any of this, then feel free to hook a brotha' up.
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