I know you've all been waiting impatiently for my announcement of the 'big' news I said was coming -- here it is!
The bike is out of commission right now, packed up for safekeeping from all bikenappers, and waiting for my next adventure into poker which will be the partypoker Premier League in Montreal in November. That poker adventure will be my last for the time being, I won't be playing because...
I'm going to EU Parliament in Brussels to change Lithuania. I made second in the list as a candidate for the Liberal Party and I can't tell you how excited and happy I am about it.
Making the list leaves me well positioned for next year. The Liberal Party has set a goal during the European parliamentary election to fight hard for two seats. Currently, the Liberal Movement in the European Parliament has one representative so that means the road ahead is filled with a lot of hard work for me. But I am qualified and up to the task. My goals are set.
I believe that Lithuanian politics needs new people and new blood and I want to be in a position to change policy and I qualify as 'new blood' -- I have been fortunate enough to be reasonably successful in my life and I have new ideas and hope to inspire others to come into politics too. I think I can bring a lot to the table with my experience in life and business.
Even though I'm out of the game of poker for the coming months -- other than the partypoker Premier League -- I would stake Phil Hellmuth and Michael Phelps.
One thing you can count on in my new political world -- there will be no online poker played on a phone or laptop during debates on my watch!
Image courtesy of T. Bauro and http://www.lrytas.lt.
My last three-day trip to Kings Club, the best casino in Europe, has popped into my thoughts in sketches and replays. I wanted to add something to my last blog post just to keep the juices flowing and keep the fire to compete at the table burning hot in my own mind. Poker is like any other sport, take a long break and you get rusty, get rusty and you get busted, and I refuse to go there.
While playing heads-up in 2K-4K Euro on the first day at Kings Club, I closed out the session with a loss of 500K. That was also the beginning of the 10K High Roller Rebuy event where I got so tired I just walked away on day 2 and blinded out. More on that here. I get so bored, sometimes I should just stake people to these events and then cheer them on to a win instead of putting myself through grinding a tournament. The winner of the High Roller took it down for the third time in a row and picked up another 155K - it's the best value 10K event in the world with more fish than the Baltic Sea.
I didn't even show up for day 2 of the 10K High Roller Rebuy event and just let my average stack get blinded off. Day 2 was also Valentines Day and my big heart and all the commitment in the world told me to take a day off, rest up, spend time with my GF, and just ignore the 20K Euro that I burned through in the High Roller, so I did. I'm not promoting walking away from a tournament and letting my investment fly out the window, but when I'm burned out, I can't get there mentally and my game has no fire in it then.
On my last day at Kings Club I jumped back in the game with Leon. I was down another 1M almost before my butt hit the chair - that's how it felt anyway. I got the stakes jacked up to 5K-10K and the game was crazy. The last few minutes of the game ran out like a scene in a movie. I was down 1.5M total and with the driver waiting to take me to the airport, I had 20 minutes to make or break myself with cards and chips flying through the air.
In the final hand I held A-A and we got it all in pre flop for a 1.85M pot. It was a sick comeback. I ended up 300K winner for the trip.
Leon went to his lake for a cold plunge to prepare for my next trip.
I'll be back at Kings Club on the 25th of February and plan on playing in the German High Roller on the 26th.
Keep swimming Leon, I'll be back.
Then I'm off to play in the PartyPoker Premier League in London on the 16th of March. Stop by if you’re in town, it’s going to be fun.
I've been on a runner that only The G could make and survive. I played poker with Mike Sexton on the streets of Vienna - and loved the hell out of it. But since I’m me and the rest of the world is ‘them’ it’s possible ‘them’ loved seeing me in the poker game more than I loved being in it. You figure it out!
When I won Group A, Heat 2, I busted Erik Seidel to do it. He is a Seiborg. I welcome him to the living dead:
I made the final table of the Premier League and picked up some big hands but could never get paid off or find action until I hit the hand with K-K that sent most of my chips to Patrik Antonius. I raised to 30,000 and got called by Ad-4d out of the BB. The flop should have sent alarms firing off every milisecond in my brain when it came A-A-4. Antonius and I checked the turn, he checked the river and I bet. He check raised and I called. I wasn't happy. I'm sure I called because there was a donkey on the table and it removed everything else that would have saved me - all my other animals that had been with me during my table time. My animal instincts were done!
I wasn't happy!
Vodka and Red Bull became my new best friend. I didn't want a break; I wanted to pay the staff to keep the game running. The Blinds were 15,000-30,000 and I was firing and rehiring my PA and the Panda about every half a minute! Damn the Panda! They used to be lucky for me when we played Twister.
I shoved my last 192,000 into the middle with the Ac-Kc and that hand got ran over by Dan Cates' Ad-Qd.
I was out, steaming and looking for more Red Bull laced with Vodka, tweeting "you know you are done when the bunny's got the gun - all pandas and pa's need to be fired - lets get patrik."
I went out to the streets to look for a Seiborg on a bike! He wasn't to be found. But that is all history now. Congratulations to Scott Seiver for winning the Premier League.
Today I'm playing The Big Game. It's broadcasting live, come and join in the fun.
I am in Vienna dodging bullets from some of the best players in the world and having the time of my life. I love the game! Hellmuth isn't here but some players just can't keep up with the competition. I did my best to goad him into coming and talking smack to him and about him, but he's out, out, out! I even sent him a tweet extolling the virtues of drinking Guinness to give him steel, heart and commitment, and advised him to drink lots of it so he could become Premier League class again.
I found JESUS! I tried to find my money but he said "Maybe we can talk about it." That's more than I've gotten from Howard, he won't even talk to me or anyone else about it. Jesus was polite and calm and I invited him to party.
I found Jesus again playing poker on the Premier League TV set and I went for it. I gatecrashed the set and disrupted everything. That is one of the things I do best. I make things happen. When it starts to quiet down and people think they are going to get a chance to relax and maybe sleep everything off, I like to jump in and put the spotlight on them, shake up the dust, and pull them back into the Tony G timeline.
I won Group A Heat 2 of the Premier League Live because I used my animal instincts. I am an animal when it comes to poker!!! That is really why Hellmuth didn't show!
Premier League Group A
After 3 heats (1 more to play)
Tony G - 26 pts
Sam Trickett - 25 pts
Mathew Frankland - 24 pts
Phil Laak - 23 pts
Erik Seidel - 21 pts
Andy Frankenberger - 17 pts
Eugene Katchalov - 9 pts
Luke Schwartz - 5 pts
Premier League Group B
After 3 heats (1 more to play)
Scott Seiver - 27 pts
Patrik Antonius - 26 pts
Yevgeniy Timoshenko - 25 pts
Jungleman - 22 pts
Tom Dwan - 20 pts
ElkY - 16 pts
Vanessa Selbst - 12 pts
Ben Wilinofsky - 2 pts
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I am captured on canvas playing a hand of poker against President Putin by Nadia. The background of the painting is explained on her website. But I don't understand why she is trying to get my mouth shut once and for all, do you?
So many words to say and so little time!