Wedged between drunks at least one of whom thinks that an almost non stop slurred stream of barely consciousness interrupted only by the occasional pause to paw the unfortunate waitress makes him a "personality" getting in about 12 hands an hour for an hourly rate less than your average McDonald's employee.
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I was 18 years old when I became a lifelong David Bowie fan. That summer, I did my leaving cert, and was counting down the days til I left m...
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When I set out to a live tournament, the first challenge is getting there. A few years ago, I made myself the laughing stock of Irish poker ... -
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Perpetual Czech I first heard or rather saw the name Jan Suchanek when I was in Melbourne at the Aussie Millions. It was at the peak of the...
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(The following blog is an expanded slightly polished version of an off the cuff speech I recently gave at my oldest son’s wedding) I first m...
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I was 18 years old when I became a lifelong David Bowie fan. That summer, I did my leaving cert, and was counting down the days til I left m...
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"First you have to get over grieving for the normal child you thought you had, but don't". Mireille and I heard these words ...
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Over 20 years ago, as we were getting used to the fact that we were somehow married to each other, myself and Mrs Doke were watching ... -
Getting there The first mistake was leaving it till the day before the race to travel. Okay, it's not a long trip, with a flight just ov... -
Quick life update So far this year has mostly been about live poker, writing, coaching and content, meaning I've grinded a lot less onl...
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It's a Wednesday afternoon in Vegas. I'm sat at a poker table playing my last event of the WSOP, the Little One Drop. Late the previ... -
Sunday morning and I'm up at 6 so as to be able to do my last hardish training run before my flight to Montreal. 90 minutes with about ... -
So we (David Lappin, Daragh Davey and I) are in Rozvadov for the confusingly titled German Millions, and we have booked a cheap but odd litt... -
(The following blog is an expanded slightly polished version of an off the cuff speech I recently gave at my oldest son’s wedding) I first m...
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Every time I find myself in Dublin airport on my way to a poker tournament with Mrs Doke, my mind flashes back a decade to when we would fi...
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