A little bit about PBC

I was asked to do a bit of a background on myself in the comments last blog so I’ll satisfy my fans on that. I was first introduced to poker when I was about 8 years old. My father used to invite his friends over and they used to play 7 card stud(badly I’m sure). I got wide-eyed when I saw dollar bills and sometimes FIVE dollar bills on the table. A five was a sign of a big game to me in those days. Later in life my friends from high school got me into playing NL after the Moneymaker win. I never played hold em before. We got a chip set and played little sit n goes amongst each other. I remember my friends tendencies as well. Victor was a huge fish, Will was a nit, Al was aggressive and annoyingly splashed the pot way too often, Mike was pretty balanced, and Jerry was pretty tight. It was like 5 dollar buy in with a top two prize pool, then it went to 10, then it went to 10 with a REBUY...then UNLIMITED REBUYS. Those prizes got pretty nice actually.

Will was the oldest by a few months and started making bus trips to AC. He lived in my neighborhood and took the morning bus there. Once I turned 18 I went with him to the Tropicana. It was so brutal, a 4 hour ride. I remember when I first went there I had 98(!) dollars total and for some reason I thought 50 dollars was the most you can bet on every street. My very first hand I had Kings and doubled up. I turned my 98 into like 283 over the course of playing 1/2. For a guy with no money  that’s HUGE! Over the next few years I was very up and down. Did pretty good in NL(Tropicana was a fish haven for a while). Did pretty bad online. I should have realized it’s too many bots and collusion.

One day I was coming home from AC on the shitty greyhound and for some reason it let off at the bus station and it was completely empty. Really weird. I complained to the bitch at the station to no avail to get a free ticket, so I purchased one. It didn’t come for another few hours so I went back to play poker, to at least try to win the bus money back. That was the day I met Bill Potts. He was wearing this wacky Hawaiian looking shirt and was probably calling too much(Potts was pretty new to poker at this point) even though he had big hands. I don’t remember the hand details(this was in 2012) but I do remember him being pissed. I think he started to get more aggressive because of this and I 3 bet his raise one time with junk, but then he 4 bet me and I had to fold. He later told me he respected my ability to make that 3 bet. We saw each other a bit around AC. One day we were in Bally’s playing either 1/1 or 1/2 and Bill I think lost all his money. I felt he was good for it and I lent him 100 dollars. He got the money back and paid me back ASAP. We had a falling out for a brief while but we became good friends. I can not on good conscious give the reason why the falling out happened because we would both look bad. One reason we started talking again is because we both wanted to start counting blackjack at like the exact same time(we heard this from a mutual friend named Eric that we long since stopped talking to). It was pretty cool actually. Eventually I started going around AC and was counting and got shit tons of heat everywhere. Borgata even took all my comps and rooms away.

One day Bill told me how good Foxwoods was and how free rooms were actually free. This was in like 2015 I think. I really liked the place and I dropped AC quickly. Only been back once in 3 years. So now I come here like every week. Roll is doing well and I’m happy. Btw I’ll try to do the update on how I did two weeks ago(I don’t go to the casino as much during Penguins playoff games because I go to this Pittsburgh Penguins bar in Manhattan for all the games. We also do a raffle for the Mario Lemieux foundation and I’m the main guy who sells the tickets. It’s really fun. I post videos from there on twitter.