by TexasKowboy » Tue Nov 30, 2004 4:21 pm
I love the money but it's the rush that keeps me coming back for more. The pounding in your chest waiting for the river on a all in. The sweating palms as your mind races through each possible hand that can beat yours then asking yourself what the chances are your up against it. The hot flash when you know you have the nuts and some moron is betting into you. Then the relief that washes over your body when your hand holds up. That first MTT victory where at that moment in time you were the best. Then logging off then back on just so you can check your balance to make sure you really won. Not sleeping that night wanting to tell anyone that will listen.
So yeah I'm addicted. It's the same rush a cop gets get just before kicking a door not knowing who or what if waiting on the other side. With that said I think that is why cops like to play poker.
It's the same addictive personallity that has kept me from ever trying any drug harder the weed. It's why I drink like a fish and play like a fish when I am drinking.
For you social workers. Yes I know, alcohal is a drug.
Poker is my drug of choice!
Kowboy
If I ain't sinkin', well I must be swimin' If I ain't dead, I must be livin' Livin' is the thing, that scares me the most And if I ain't sleepin', well I better be fishin' If I ain't anchored I will be driftin' But all and all, I'm doing pretty good, since I hit my third coast!