
is in training for Las Vegas with his internet poker set
IN one of the quirkier stories to make the news this week, I was somewhat tickled by the story of a Chinese woman who was being sued for divorce by her husband due to her addiction to gambling.
She pleaded with him in court not to go through with it and finally agreed to make a public statement in the local paper. Basically, she has publicly declared that if she ever gambles again her husband can divorce her - no questions asked.
Apart from the staggering facts attached to the story, this one grabbed me because, of late, I too have been dabbling with a new-found gentle attraction to gambling.
Apart from a torrid time as a teenager when the attraction of fruit machines became just a bit too much to handle and the odd couple of quid with the girls from Ladbrokes on a Saturday at Easter Road, I've never been what you could call a betting man.
That was until recently when I was drawn to a fantastic set on the internet - and, before you ask, no, not that kind of set. I'm talking about a Texas Hold'Em Poker set containing cards, chips and even a cut of green cloth in case you don't have a card table handy.
The idea of sitting round a mate's kitchen table with a stack of chips in front of you, knocking back a couple of beers and dealing some cards with the lads seemed ideal. I was so excited I even bought an extra tin of a hundred chips.
Now I'm not advocating everyone gets into trouble by suddenly throwing themselves into a draw of the cards, but played sensibly this is actually a great way to spend an evening.
This sudden found desire for a flush or a full house hasn't come completely out of the blue. Some might say there is even method in my madness as a small group of friends and myself are saving up for our 40th birthdays when we all plan to head to Las Vegas for the ultimate boys' weekend.
There is a small concern amongst us that we will arrive and not really know what to do. This is where my wee poker set comes in.
By my reckoning, if we start practising now, we should be up to speed by the time we all hit the big 4-0 in two years' time. (I know, I know, I don't look it!)
I decided to schedule the first poker night last Thursday so we could all go over the rules and slowly pick up the game together. I duly got word around all seven lads and, let me tell you, we may all be married with children these days, but it doesn't take much to get us lads out for a night with the boys.
Aye, right.
Three out of a potential seven turned up. Me (of course), Mino (it was his house) and Paul (he lives in Bonnyrigg now, so is always keen on a night in Edinburgh). Not exactly a full house, but more than enough to get a couple of hands in.
A top night followed and there were plenty empties to tidy up by the time we were finished. As it was a learning process, no money was at stake, but I can't guarantee that will always be the case, especially as three of us now have one night's advantage on the rest of the lads.
I have to admit I am getting more and more into poker, which by all accounts is becoming more and more cool. Just check some digital TV channels of an evening and you'll see a number of shows featuring pros and celebs all huffing and bluffing their way through seven cards.
But will it get to such a state that I will have to publicly declare that if, like the Chinese lady, I'm caught gambling, my wife can divorce me? To be honest, I don't think things will ever be that drastic.
However, if I had to publicly promise that if I ever went near a Chinese takeaway I'd get a divorce, I may find myself ordering the special banquet for one. Unless, of course, the lads were coming round for a game of cards!


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