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Congratulations to ScottMc on winning his first Mookie title.  Here is his profile…

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Champion: ScottMc

Blog: ScottMc Poker

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Q: How did you get into poker?

Scott: I started playing poker back in 8th grade in Germantown MD. I would play in the basement of a friend’s house on the weekend while his Dad ran a game upstairs. Pretty soon I was sitting in with the game upstairs and doing good. When I was 18 we moved to Las Vegas and I found poker at the Horseshoe and never looked back.

Q: Do you have any poker related goals and if so what are they?

Scott: My only goal is to just stay in the game. One of my old Poker Guru’s (whom I am not speaking to any longer) once told me that the only thing that mattered was just staying in the game. As long as you are in the game you still have a shot. I just play every session like I am trying to get to the next session. I don’t know if it is the best method but I have been playing for 20 years and have never been so broke I couldn’t get in or didn’t have enough table credit I couldn’t get a loan to get in.

Q: What are key improvements that you’ve seen in your game over the last six months, and what is one priority you have for improving? (Submitted by CC)

Scott: I don’t know that after all this time I am still looking for improvements. I plug leaks I develop when I see them.

Q: How would you describe your poker style?

Scott: I get type casted as a LAG but in reality I am a very tight player. One of the reasons I get tagged as loose is because I have a WIDE range of hands I will play but the majority of my pre-flop decisions are made because of position and who else is in the hand. When it comes to Blogger games I am fairly sure where I am in hands and what I can and cannot get away from and with.

Q: What would be your first piece of advice for someone wanting to learn to play poker? (Submitted by Maudie)

Scott: Learn the math and remember each hand is its own little world.

Q: What level of static do you get over your poker habit? (Submitted by Drewspop)

Scott: It depends on the time of year. The wife has giving me some real shit before but when I quit she gave me a bigger shit storm.

Q: What was the first poker blog you read?

Scott: Iggy… I Googled Party Poker and the rest was history. I still remember the first time I got an IM from him in the middle of the night after I had poached some of his uberness and tried to pass it off as my own.

Q: Who would be at your 6-handed SNG?

Scott: Sun Tsu, Genghis Khan, Niccolo Machiavelli, Ernest Hemmingway, J.K Rowling

Q: Between Nihilism and Masochism, which do you think better describes why you play poker? (Submitted by Iakaris)

Scott: Nihilism for sure. Wish I had a better answer but I have been thinking about this question forever and how I would answer it if I ever won the Mookie and I have never come up with a good answer other than Nihilism.

Q: What’s the last book you have read?

Scott: Why We Suck by Denis Leary.

Q: Tell us a little known fact about yourself.

Scott: I hate Ferrets…

Let me give you the details and when I finish I want you all to know that you are now apart of my family and cannot use this against me.

Back in 1991 I owned a Ferret named Sampson. He was one of the best pets I every owned and would go everywhere with me. Sampson roamed freely about my room and would often sleep on the edge of my bed in a pile of blankets. We played a game where I would dangle a sock filled with other socks in front of it and he would jump and attack it.

One day after coming home from Football practice I was getting showered and dressed for work. I was drying off in my room and had put my foot up on the end of the bed where Sampson was sleeping and was drying off the family jewels. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a quick flash of movement which was followed by a searing horrible pain. Sampson had jumped and attached himself to the end of my penis with his teeth and front claws and was clamped down. My reaction was swift but stupid as I grabbed my pet from my genitals and ripped him away. As I did I watched a crimson liquid stream gush from my privates… Sampson has lacerated my cock.

Now as an 18 year old boy I was holding in my hands the one thing that was more important to me than anything else… my dick.

When I snapped from my frozen in fear state I managed to get my man meat cleaned off enough to see the true damage, it was bad. There was a ¼ inch deep ½ inch long GASH on the head of my pecker. Along with this were some very nice claw marks on my shaft. Now I am sure the blood wasn’t flowing as bad as I remember it now but at the time I thought a major artery was hit, I did the only thing a man of my age and dilemma can do… I screamed out for my MOMMY!!!

My mother came rushing to my aid to find me standing naked in a room with only a bloody towel covering my privates and her little boy screaming like his arm had been cut off slowly by a rusty chainsaw. I managed to blubber out in my half crying half out of breath state that,

“Sampson has bitten my Dick off!”

To which the first woman in my life to ever love me responded back with,

“Dear GOD what were you trying to do to that animal!” and then busted out laughing so hard I thought she was going to fall over.

So there I was standing at the most vulnerable I ever was in my life and the only person I had to help me was the woman that had changed my diapers as a kid… and she was belly laughing at me. My mother paused to take a breath and asked to see it which, yet again froze me in a trance like fear.

“Honey I have seen it before, I use to clean it with Vaseline and gauze and gave you baths, it is not something that I am going to be shocked by”

Reluctantly I dropped my towel and showed my mother my injury. While I was not bleeding as bad as I was at first I was still bleeding and there was a very sizeable gash that was open. My mother told me it also looked like the rip when all the way to the very tip of my baby maker and that we needed to go to the ER to get stitches… then she started laughing again and left the room.

I pulled on some sweats and stuffed the front with a towel and a bag of ice and off to the ER we went. After about 30 minutes of waiting in the obviously busiest ER in the USA and having every single person stare at me ANNNNDDDD had to tell my mother to stop telling total strangers what had happened and laughing with them at ME while we waited I was called to the back to be looked at… by a female nurse, with my mother.

As my Mom relayed the story to the nurse I was hoping I would get some sympathy, this was crushed by the now TWO women standing in front of my laughing. Once the nurse finished laughing she started cleaning the wound. Of course with the area of the wound being where it was and me being a 18 year old boy and her being a fairly attractive young nurse nature took over and gave her a big ole HELLO and HOW ARE YOU in the form of a massive erection. This was the only point in the chain of events I was quite proud of right up until I realized my mother was standing right there.

“Oh my Goodness, SCOTT can’t you behave. I am so sorry that he did that. It use to happen all the time when he was a kid and I was giving him bathes. The best way to get it to stop is to just flick it real hard on the tip” Said my loving dear Mother, right before she reached out and flicked my dead on the end of my Johnson.

I screamed in agony as pain shot right through me. So loud in fact that it caused several other nurses to come and see what was going on. The nurse that was cleaning was now laughing so hard she couldn’t talk and my mother was sitting there reloading her flicking finger. With the help of a male doctor they finally got me called down and under control but by now my pride was destroyed. The doctor told me I would need 2 stitches to close the gash near the tip but that the area for the most part would recover fully. He told me he would do the stitches himself and would send in someone else to prep me. Finally getting some male help I relaxed. My embarrassment was fading away and I was not as freaked out, right up until the new female nurse came in with the suture tray and the “local” she was going to inject in my to numb the area.

This is only going hurt for a second; it will feel like a little pinch”

Q: What is the biggest buy-in tournament you have ever played?  How did it go? (Submitted by Lucko21)

Scott: I did a 120 person $1200 buy-in in a private game held at a hotel. I cashed 4th after 17 hours. The levels were to long and the blinds to slow and the play was too tight.

Q: What would you do with your winnings if you scored a major (high 5+ figures) poker success? (Submitted by PirateLawyer)

Scott: I am horrendous with money. I could win the Lotto for $50M and die broke. I would give all the money to my wife so that I was not tempted to buy a unicorn or magic beans on the way out of the Casino but left to my on without proper supervisor I would blow it in a few hours. I have had SEVERAL 5-figure cash game wins in my past and have never held on to the money for any period of time.

ScottMc’s question for the next champ…

Q: If you could have access to a super user account what game plan would you use to make sure you never got caught like those brain-dead fuck-tards did?

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Congrats again to ScottMc and thanks for participating in this profile.

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