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Mike_25
Guest
Some fellas think rocking in their chair or tapping their feet helps 'em concentrate, but I got a few unusual rituals myself. When a big pot's brewing, I'll often run my chips through my hands, sorting and stacking reds, blacks, whites over and over. It's like a little Zen meditation, calms the nerves.
Another one, I peel the label offa my beer bottle like I'm unwindin' a bandage. Strip it off in one long curl. Keep it up during a critical hand and soon as I finish peeling, it's time to see the flop. A corkscrew pattern or swirly peel, those're the kinds that bring me luck.
Superstition,sure, but at the tables you take whatever small edge you can. Call it karma, destiny, or just integrity of form. Ole habits they bind you to your past victories and the certainty of yet more money in the pot. Ain't logic that wins chips, it's feel. And feel comes from rituals.
Another one, I peel the label offa my beer bottle like I'm unwindin' a bandage. Strip it off in one long curl. Keep it up during a critical hand and soon as I finish peeling, it's time to see the flop. A corkscrew pattern or swirly peel, those're the kinds that bring me luck.
Superstition,sure, but at the tables you take whatever small edge you can. Call it karma, destiny, or just integrity of form. Ole habits they bind you to your past victories and the certainty of yet more money in the pot. Ain't logic that wins chips, it's feel. And feel comes from rituals.