Drean Poker Game...The Final Player

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Drean Poker Game Part 2

And the entrants are....

Vince Vaughn: I know, I know....too obvious, too easy; a real cop-out.  But hear me out, if you're mixing a group of people who have never hung out before, chemistry is huge.  We've all been to parties where friends are mixed  and it doesn't go well.  Vince Vaughn, or at least his movie persona, would be the antidote to that.  Funny, loud, but not obnoxious.  Also, I met Vince Vaughn once, which is to say he said two words to my wife and I outside a restaurant in Chicago, and he was nice.  So, by the great American practice of judging celebrities' personalities based on meetings of profound brevity, I think he's cool.

Henry Kissinger: Perhaps an odd choice, but if you played basement poker like I've played basement poker, you know there's usually a case or three of beer laying around.  And if there's anyone who I'd like to hear rant after a few hits of the sauce, it's old Hank.  That being said, I don't know if I'd want to play him...I bet he's good, and if he's not, I bet he could have me killed, and if he couldn't, I'd believe him if he lied. 

Randy "The Natural" Couture: So, I'm a fan of combat sports, and I feel as though I'd want a fighter at my poker game.  Why Randy and not a boxer?  Well, first of all he's the best possible ambassador of MMA.  But more importantly, if I may be blunt, I feel like Randy's mental pistons are all still firing, which puts him ahead of a lot of pugilists.  But also, in the event that things went badly, and I won a few hands and Randy got mad at me...Well, he's a wrestler, so I'd probably just choked unconscious or something and get to keep all my teeth and most of my brain cells.  Such would likely not be the case if I invited a boxer. 

Kate Beckinsale: Do I really have to explain this one?  I should hope hot, er, I mean, not. .

Masaharu Morimoto:   Basement poker games, in my opinion, should include the aforementioned selection of brew, and also a selection of tasty treats.  Your typical spread is mostly soggy chips and badly-done guacamole.  But imagine if we invited an Iron Chef to the table?  A Foie Gras crossaint with a soft duck egg and red miso sauce?  Yes please, and I'll gladly trade chips for seconds.  I mean, Morimoto seems like a cool enough dude, based on my extensive viewing of Iron Chef and other culinary porn, so why not?  My only concern is that it wouldn't be a fun night for him, as all the other players would probably angle to get him knocked out of the game first so that he'll just spend the whole night in the kitchen.

Tune in next time for the final player....

Dream Poker Game Part 1

Ah, Poker...

It's one of two things that every guy thinks he knows how to do.  The other, of course, is boxing...and perceived prowess in that is a topic for another sermon.

Poker, the safer and more accessible of the two, has become a ritual of sorts amongst dudes.  It's hard to say why, maybe it's because Poker's a relatively benign way to prove one's manhood to others, or just a proxy for much-maligned male bonding. 

But such deep, provocative questions really have no place on my blog, especially now that the school year's over.  So I propose a simpler question:  If you had the chance to invite anyone at all to your house/bar of choice/fictional playboy club for an all-night rock'em sock'em Texas Hold'em throwdown, who would it be and why?

For me, this is a toughie.  Do I go with people who would play the best game, the biggest celebs, the most powerful people....Or just a mish-mash or personalities that would lead to the biggest train wreck?

Decisions, decisions.

Call me crazy, but I pick option three....