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It was about 3 years ago that I rediscovered that I actually loved the game.
For a number of reasons, I'd become a functional hermit, when my brother and a few of his friends got together for a casual Friday game and invited me. He and I had a regular home game back before kids a decade prior, but poker since then had been mostly a lonely thing I did very infrequently, and always with strangers at a casino. While some part of me really wanted to play, most of these experiences sucked for various reasons, and I wondered if I'd finally grown out of poker.
But the one casual Friday game became several, and then, very quickly, it turned into a monthly thing that the six of us who were "core" members of made a priority not to miss, along with a constellation of less regular folks who still made a habit of stopping by.
It became clear that the game filled some serious holes for all of us.
Last year, I decided to stretch myself a bit more and rejoin the adult world, and try out PCF meetups. I attended 3 really excellent ones (COTS, DiD, OhHiLo); they were such a blast, and just about every day since I've thought of something fun or crazy or memorable that happened at one of those. It strikes me still that, besides everyone being so cool, one of the reasons it was so meaningful was an obvious shared and enthusiastic love for the game.
So, philosophical Friday: what is it about poker that you all love so much? Why do we do what we do?
For a number of reasons, I'd become a functional hermit, when my brother and a few of his friends got together for a casual Friday game and invited me. He and I had a regular home game back before kids a decade prior, but poker since then had been mostly a lonely thing I did very infrequently, and always with strangers at a casino. While some part of me really wanted to play, most of these experiences sucked for various reasons, and I wondered if I'd finally grown out of poker.
But the one casual Friday game became several, and then, very quickly, it turned into a monthly thing that the six of us who were "core" members of made a priority not to miss, along with a constellation of less regular folks who still made a habit of stopping by.
It became clear that the game filled some serious holes for all of us.
Last year, I decided to stretch myself a bit more and rejoin the adult world, and try out PCF meetups. I attended 3 really excellent ones (COTS, DiD, OhHiLo); they were such a blast, and just about every day since I've thought of something fun or crazy or memorable that happened at one of those. It strikes me still that, besides everyone being so cool, one of the reasons it was so meaningful was an obvious shared and enthusiastic love for the game.
So, philosophical Friday: what is it about poker that you all love so much? Why do we do what we do?