Name Dropping

Both friends and family members of the Esfandiari clan play in our room with some regularity. Today's story comes directly from one of them. I would have loved to been at the table to witness this in person, but it still amused me without seeing the person in question's reaction firsthand.

Recently, Antonio's younger brother sat down at a table in a popular poker room...

Before long, he started hearing snippets of conversation from an adjoining table. Seems a gentleman at that table was talking about Antonio. He claimed to be Antonio's brother. Antonio's brother kept silent. The player at the next table claimed Antonio was in Europe. Antonio was actually at the Rio doing commentary for the November Nine final table. Antonio's brother kept silent.

The guy at the next table ran on and on, regaling his table-mates with stories about Antonio. All the while, Antonio's brother kept silent. After an hour or so, someone entered the poker room and spotted Antonio's brother. He approached, said hello, and asked how Antonio was doing.

The guy at the next table turned, inquiring "Oh, you know Antonio, too?"

The gentleman who had approached Antonio's brother looked at the player on the adjacent table. "Of course he knows Antonio," he chimed in. "He's Antonio's brother," he added.

I'm told the guy at the next table was racked up and gone by the next hand.  I guess having his bluff exposed meant it was time to move on ;)


great story, too funny.

:)

By Blogger ~cw, at 1:30 AM  

<3 missed ur stories ur the best

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