Player flushed with success - 2004-02-01
Poker has never really been sexy. We tend to imagine professional poker players as fat, sweaty, middle-aged men, hunkered down around a green felt table, enveloped in a haze of acrid cigar smoke.
And one really loud guy in a bolo and cowboy hat —there's always that guy in the cowboy hat.
Best case scenario: It's James Bond or the Rat Pack, resplendent in their tailored tuxedos, sitting around being manfully cool to the inevitable bevy of adoring, exotic women around them.
Evelyn Ng could be a Bond girl. Or a Bond villain — the femme fatale type who wins him at cards, and then beats the living snot out of him.
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