The Irish Hammer

My former neighbor, Steve, invited me to a New Year' Day poker tournament at his brother-in-law's house. He played well, drank heavily and finished 2nd out of a field of about 30. He plays online a bit and is getting better. After the tournament, he proceeded to have a few more beers and run over the side game his brother-in-law was in. He then watched as the defeated players sullenly grouped on one table as it grew dark. They were not smiling. They were trying to scrape back their tournament investments. Steve had a few more beers and started mulling over how he could market his recent winnings. Within earshot of the Loser's Table, he came up with a few book titles: How to Crush your Neighbor's Home Games, Dominate your Relatives in Poker, Why I Win All the Time, Lord Steve Lays the Hammer Down, The Puny Weaklings Get Squashed, The Ease of Victory, Plowing your Way to Easy Money, Try to be Like Me - the Uber Poker God, Why I Play Poker for a Living, How to Find a Family that doesn't Know How to Play Poker and Get Them to Have a Tournament and Then Eat Their Food, Drink Their Beer and Crush Them for Big Money Time and Time Again!

I think there were a few more, but I forget them now.

Nice win Steve.