See Mean Gene On TV! Well, Probably Not...
I read today over at PokerNews
that the 2006 UltimateBet Aruba Poker Classic will be televised by GSN on Friday, December 8th, at 10PM. This is of course the tournament that I blogged for UB
back in September. But of course you knew that, because you followed the action in rapt attention as I blogged it, right? You read every post and told everyone you knew about it and insisted that they too should visit the blog 15 times a day so they didn't miss a hand. Right? Right.
I'm of course curious to watch the show after seeing how the sausage is made, if you get my drift. Seeing cameramen orbiting the tables and the cranes and the makeup people and constant to-do on the set, it'll be interesting to see the final product. I can only hope the editors cut out any and all scenes that might've accidentally caught a certain notebook-scribbling bystander.
Even though you read the UB blog
and know who made the final table and who won, I won't repeat that info here just in case you've purged that info from your brain so you can fully enjoy the broadcast. One thing the show won't convey is the heat. It was freakin' hot out there. It's 36 outside right now--it was about 136 standing on the concrete by the pool. Can't imagine how hot the players must've been, under the lights. Could've been the first poker tournament in history where the players required an IV during the break.
So, keep an eye out for it. We're in the doldrums right now, so far as poker-themed television goes. The WSOP just ended on ESPN, the next season of the World Poker Tour doesn't kick off until March or so, and GSN is gearing up to broadcast another season of High Stakes Poker. So the Aruba Poker Classic is an island of delight in the desolate poker landscape. Or is that a bit over the top?
Of course everyone knows by now that Iggy
didn't totally close up shop. He just moved to a nicer location with better neighbors--he's blogging now over at PokerWorks
. With Linda
, who I got to see in Aruba and who quite possibly saved my life by giving me some good medicine when I had a miserable head cold. I for one never quite believed that Iggy was hanging it up for good, especially knowing how he delights in subterfuge and mischief. Something didn't smell right, and I'm very happy that my nose, uh, knew.