The losing had come to be too much. No matter the game he played--NL, limit, PLO, seven stud hi-lo, badugi--he walked away a loser. Online or live, he felt doomed. He felt himself spiraling, the losses inevitable, the river suckout card an inevitability.
He logged onto Pokerstars. His balance read $66,412.
He logged onto Full Tilt Poker. His balance read $115,097.
He checked Absolute. $46,041.
His Wells Fargo checking account, which had been inflated this month due to his withdrawal from Victory Poker, held $182,050.86.
So this is how it felt to hit rock bottom.
A bowl of congealed, rubbery mac and cheese in his lap, a few noodles having overflowed onto his silk pajamas, a muted
marathon on his 3D flat screen, Bloodhound Gang blaring from his living room,
he wept. South Park