It seems everyone has become somewhat weary of all this. Yes it would be much simpler if people didn't let a big win like this get to them, but it seems in gambling you have an awful lot of very envious people when someone else scores a huge win.
I'll do any interview, even if it's with a "broken down reporter" (is that what max calls you?). He says I'm a "broken down old shoe", whatever that is
The "old" part is right and there's nothing I or anyone else can do about age, but I don't think he'd want to test the "broken down" part--at least not for the next few years. This is NOT the 73 I saw when I was a young man--not by miles.
I'll make a few statements here before stepping down from what appears to be MY podium. Then if you like, continue on.
I got interested in what to me was a new VP game a few months ago, so I played it just a few times at quarters and didn't do so well. But then I came across it in $5 and thought that was an interesting denomination for a game that could yield large payouts. So I gave it a try, and a dealt $160k royal was the result. I knew if I posted it here it would drive the hate & envy tribe nuts. THAT sounded like fun!
My problem is, we're far more into traveling & relaxing these days than I am into playing VP any more. So I had an idea: find this same multi-play game at the $25 level, go in at least feeling like a big deal player one last time with $400k in action, then win or lose and walk away from this game. Play ends for everybody--I just didn't want it to be death that ended it for me. And I'm really not a fan of 70-yr. olds mingling with the younger generations, who own and deserve casino entertainment.
The rest you know. I hit the winner of a lifetime for a VP player. And after the last picture I knew this one would be unbearable. But I'm not doing much for a few weeks before we hit the road again. We'd have left this miserable heat behind yesterday if we didn't have a family function to attend in Tucson on the 14th. So I decided to engage with the people who will never accept that I hit this thing. It's pointless to give any further proof of the win beyond the actual pictures. ANYTHING I do would be attacked,and the squad always keeps peeling down the onion for more crazy theories, just so they can cope. I hit it, they don't like it, and they ESPECIALLY don't like that they can't find any evidence anywhere that I did not hit it. If you were me, it's the perfect storm.
Where are we? Well, while "they're" all riled up and in frantic panic mode--which will last until my death or they hear something bad finally happened to me--Im simply relaxing very comfortably with my wife and dog. I BBQ'd last night and today she's making a lasagna with homemade bread, salad and a nice Reserve Chianti. Tomorrow night I'm taking her to Arrowhead Grill. Just happy doing nothing in our old age.
But there is something else: this meet at SP which will never happen, mostly because it's obvious max could never come up with 6-figures in cash, and after messing around with $640k with Fezzik and that HP crowd I learned once is enuf. I was in my mind hoping to be to pay max (and kew) back for constantly telling me they were coming over here to see the Newell, but no-showed instead. I just don't have the heart to do that back, even if it's no travel for them. And it would do nothing to change their one-track need to believe I didn't hit this winner anyway. I see it's good entertainment for everyone but as I said, my gambling days are over.
My suggestion for those who just can't get over the fact that it was ME who hit this, and the fact that none of your heroes have been able to find evidence to the contrary because it does not exist, is to just tune out. The feeling will pass, and tomorrow's a new day. Let it go. You all should have far more important and much more enjoyable things to do. And it's Memorial Day weekend. Spend at least SOME time honoring those veterans who did not make it home.