Smoke on the Paupers

The Canadian smoke was thick, widespread, and obnoxious; yet it was a mear fleshwound in comparison to the smoke produced in the Pauper's pre-game parking lot.

Mark Third-Degree Burns emerged the winner in this weeks game. He outlasted 35 opponents, many of whom openly rooting against him. Lighting a fire in the heart of a man named "Burns" is never a wise move. The win propelled Mark into the upper teir of the quarter, setting up a real barn burner of a finish with only three games remaining in the session.

On funny hand of note: Very first hand of heads-up play, Mark Third-Degree Burns bets on the button; Cool-Hand Luc Ciaranca raises all-in, and Mark snap calls. Mark, rising from his chair, gutterally yells, "F*ck Yeah!!!" and slams down pocket aces. As he follows through with his slam, he knocks over half his stack, flinging a dozen chips onto the floor and empty table behind him. Luc, unfazed, flips over A9 of spades. The flop contains one spade and a 9. The turn and river are spades. Mark picks up his chips and pays off the debt.

Congrats on the win, Mark