When asked if it had been "one of those days," Barny answered, "It's been one of those lifetimes."
"That's a bit depressing, isn't it?" I said.
"It's okay, I'm a Buddhist," he replied.
Just as I was about to leave the Hendon Mobber to wallow in his chasm of self-pity, Barny added, "Hold on, this could be the one," and duly raised it up in a game of Omaha-8. "I'm only raising because he's watching," Barny informed his opponents as the button, small blind, and big blind all called.
After calling bets of 150, 300, and 300 from the big blind on the




board, Barny mucked his hand dejectedly upon being shown 


."Booooy, that's a strong hand," commented a player sarcastically. Meanwhile, Barny riffled through his remaining 400 (which didn't take too long), before later confessing to holding A-A-9-J with a suited ace.
against his opponent's
, Tony G bet every street and then flipped over
to take it.
showing, but slows down on the next street, calling bets with 
in the hole to go with the 
and Jett bet. His neighbor called.
river. Jett flipped over the massive
in the hole with a
,
, George had turned his two pair into a disguised flush, one that was good enough to take the whole pot with no one able to muster a low.
-- he was holding
for the nut low draw and an up-and-down straight draw. But a cruel deuce on the river counterfeited his low, made him absolutely no straights, and his opponent scooped the pot. Horrified, Eskimo stared down at his cards for a while, unable to speak or move. This can be a harsh game sometimes.