The 2007 Poker Championships

Let The Games Begin

Being fairly hip, trendy and “with it” – myself and my fellow cronies are avid Poker players. I’m not entirely sure of the rules, but I hide it well, no one else seems to notice and I tend to win anyway, because I have the rare genetic code polyacrylamide 24Z, a gene inherrent in born winners like Lance Armstrong, Richard Branson and Ricky Martin.

A few weeks back we had our annual tournament at The Players Lounge, co-owned by The Gupster, and true to form – Shaun reigned supreme. I was so brilliant I took photographs, filled in my tax returns and worked on my novel while playing, thus further proving my superiority. I won’t show you the tax returns or my progress on the novel, but some of the photographs can be seen below.

Bazza The Barry looking pensive. Look at all his chips. They would soon be mine.

The Gupster looking disheartened. Look at all his chips. They would soon be mine.

Some Other Guy looking annoyed. Look at all his chips. They would soon be mine.

Some Other Guy looks on as Bazza The Barry and The Gupster get all touchy feely.

And so it ended, and I won, taking my unbeaten streak to about 48 matches now. Better luck next time guys. I may sit out the next few matches to let you build your confidence up again.

Shaun Oakes

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