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Source: Two Plus Two Poker Forums
"~12:30 am at Commerce. White Chip mixed game featuring several pros, refugees from LAPC tourney, and legendary boxer Manny Pacquaio [who knew he plays poker]?
For those who know commerce, table is all the way in back, near the men's bathroom. To keep railbirds away and create aisle space, Commerce posts a few red rope and stanchion barriers in that area.
Greg Mueller wagers up to 10K that no one at the table can jump over the rope barrier. Pacquaio gets up from the table and measures himself against the rope (goes to just below the bottom of his rib cage). He does a few jumps in place swinging his legs up high and is convinced he can do it. They start negotiating terms:
Can he take a running start? [no]
Can he take a one-step start? [no, both feet must be planted]
What if he hits the rope? [Ok, as long as he clears it. But if stanchion or rope falls, it's a loss]
He's about to book the bet when several members of "Team Pacquaio" (identifiable by their custom embroidered red sweatshirts), pull him away and start lecturing in Tagalog (Filipino).
I don't speak Tagalog, but can only imagine the dialogue was something like this:
Quote:
You [censored] [censored]. You are not going to risk ruining a $100 million career to win 10K from a bunch of degenerates in a [censored] casino in the middle of the night. You will go down in [censored] sports infamy with one of those ****** injuries as [censored] ****** as those baseball players who ruined their careers slicing a bagel or punching a wall.
There is no bet. Some random gangly tourney circuit player who looks like he hasn't seen a) the sun; or b) a gym in about 5 years talks about taking the bet, but it was late and I was tired...."
"~12:30 am at Commerce. White Chip mixed game featuring several pros, refugees from LAPC tourney, and legendary boxer Manny Pacquaio [who knew he plays poker]?
For those who know commerce, table is all the way in back, near the men's bathroom. To keep railbirds away and create aisle space, Commerce posts a few red rope and stanchion barriers in that area.
Greg Mueller wagers up to 10K that no one at the table can jump over the rope barrier. Pacquaio gets up from the table and measures himself against the rope (goes to just below the bottom of his rib cage). He does a few jumps in place swinging his legs up high and is convinced he can do it. They start negotiating terms:
Can he take a running start? [no]
Can he take a one-step start? [no, both feet must be planted]
What if he hits the rope? [Ok, as long as he clears it. But if stanchion or rope falls, it's a loss]
He's about to book the bet when several members of "Team Pacquaio" (identifiable by their custom embroidered red sweatshirts), pull him away and start lecturing in Tagalog (Filipino).
I don't speak Tagalog, but can only imagine the dialogue was something like this:
Quote:
You [censored] [censored]. You are not going to risk ruining a $100 million career to win 10K from a bunch of degenerates in a [censored] casino in the middle of the night. You will go down in [censored] sports infamy with one of those ****** injuries as [censored] ****** as those baseball players who ruined their careers slicing a bagel or punching a wall.
There is no bet. Some random gangly tourney circuit player who looks like he hasn't seen a) the sun; or b) a gym in about 5 years talks about taking the bet, but it was late and I was tired...."
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