The Return

“We’ve seen a lot of great poker here tonight.”

“That we have. And with an open spot still to be filled, we can expect more excitement. More great poker.”

“Hold on a sec. I am getting word from our producer that the newcomer has been informed of the open seat and is making his way to the table.”

“Here he comes. Oh my God! It can’t be!”

“It is!”

“But I heard he was captured by a cannibalistic tribe deep in a jungle somewhere.”

“No. No. He lost all his money and had to flee the country to escape his debt collectors.”

“Whatever the reason, he’s here now. This is unbelievable! A night to go down in history.”

“He’s reaching the table. The player’s are starting to say hello. They don’t seem to recognize him.”

“Not only that, but introductions were just made. They don’t know who he is at all!”

“But the legend! The notoriety!”

“He’s old. Passed up and forgotten at the old age of 23 by the newer and the younger.”

“What a shame.”

“First hand, someone just raised into him. Like he’s the next donkey in line to be slaughtered.”

“They have no idea what’s going to hit them, do they?”

“No they don’t. God help them. They have no idea.”

THEY HAVE NO CLUE