Kidsthesedays
3 of a Kind
I'm curious to hear what everyone's earliest memories of poker are. Whether it was watching Moneymaker win the WSOP or playing with jellybeans in county jail, at some moment we all became interested in the same thing and ended up here.
TL;DR
started playing when I was young. lost touch. uncle showed me the way 11 years later
My earliest memories of poker was back in 2003 when I was maybe 9 years old. My older brother and I went out to San Jose, CA for the first time to visit my aunt and uncle. Who later I found out liked to play cards too much. My aunt's younger brother, he must have been 12 or 13 at the time, was obsessed with poker. He loved it so much that he wanted to share that interest with my older brother and I. This is how I came up on my first headsup set of mint dice chips. We picked up a couple racks at Spencer's Gift and on the way home, in the back seat of Toyota Camry LE( I swear if you were vietnamese your camry had to be LE) he broke the game down with hand rankings. Later that night we had a family dinner with aunts and uncles I never met before. After eating our fill of ginger lobster, black bean mussels, and steaks marinated in soy sauce, someone spread a blanket over the dining table. The chips came out and everyone threw in $20. Twenty dollars was my net worth at the time so my aunt covered me. I don't remember winning or losing, but I remember having fun.
A couple days later and my brother and I were back in Minnesota with our new chips. We'd play headsup almost everyday after school. He slowly lost interest and since I didn't have anyone to play with, I did too. Over the years I had chances to play here and there and it was still fun, but not consistent.
Fast forward to 2018, and I'm in Saigon, Vietnam. The uncle who taught me how to play in the backseat of that Camry LE is now grinding tournaments in Vietnam. We caught up and he reintroduced me to the game we both enjoy. I was there for 3 months and for maybe 3 weeks all I would do is eat, play poker, eat, play basketball, and eat some more. I came back to Minnesota with an itch to play. I met Forrest that summer and eventually went to one of his games. I remember seeing his table and feeling the chalky mint chips. All I could say was "damn these are nice". About a year later I wanted to start my own game and ended up here with all of you.
TL;DR
started playing when I was young. lost touch. uncle showed me the way 11 years later
My earliest memories of poker was back in 2003 when I was maybe 9 years old. My older brother and I went out to San Jose, CA for the first time to visit my aunt and uncle. Who later I found out liked to play cards too much. My aunt's younger brother, he must have been 12 or 13 at the time, was obsessed with poker. He loved it so much that he wanted to share that interest with my older brother and I. This is how I came up on my first headsup set of mint dice chips. We picked up a couple racks at Spencer's Gift and on the way home, in the back seat of Toyota Camry LE( I swear if you were vietnamese your camry had to be LE) he broke the game down with hand rankings. Later that night we had a family dinner with aunts and uncles I never met before. After eating our fill of ginger lobster, black bean mussels, and steaks marinated in soy sauce, someone spread a blanket over the dining table. The chips came out and everyone threw in $20. Twenty dollars was my net worth at the time so my aunt covered me. I don't remember winning or losing, but I remember having fun.
A couple days later and my brother and I were back in Minnesota with our new chips. We'd play headsup almost everyday after school. He slowly lost interest and since I didn't have anyone to play with, I did too. Over the years I had chances to play here and there and it was still fun, but not consistent.
Fast forward to 2018, and I'm in Saigon, Vietnam. The uncle who taught me how to play in the backseat of that Camry LE is now grinding tournaments in Vietnam. We caught up and he reintroduced me to the game we both enjoy. I was there for 3 months and for maybe 3 weeks all I would do is eat, play poker, eat, play basketball, and eat some more. I came back to Minnesota with an itch to play. I met Forrest that summer and eventually went to one of his games. I remember seeing his table and feeling the chalky mint chips. All I could say was "damn these are nice". About a year later I wanted to start my own game and ended up here with all of you.