Now this diary ain't about no strip poker like all you little boys were just thinking. I have no desire to see either one neckid.
This is a game of Delegate Hold-em
This game has been going on for awhile now.
Hillary Little Momma Clinton has something like 1773 delegates while Barack The Kid Obama has a cool 1967* (a good year I'm told but I really can't remember).
We'll join the game in progress as the dealer lays out the Flop.
Whoa! A pair of Eights and the Ace of Clubs.
What is Hillary holding, what will she do?
Does The Kid have the poker face to carry a bluff or is he holding two aces?
Little Momma has that wily smirk on her face and The Kid wipes some sweat off his brow.
*source: ABCnews.com
We don't have the benefit of those itsy bitsy cameras in the rail. We don't know what cards they each hold but we do know how the game got to this point.
These two card sharks sat down at this table one year ago. The table was full of players, which contradictory to logic meant for much faster play.
The first nine months was something like a Nascar race before the starter's flag drops. Drivers shuffling for position, accelerating and braking. Weaving in and out amongst the hills of New Hampshire and the corn rows of Iowa.
Finally they all took their seats at the table.
The seating order was critical. Most of the boys wanted to be next to the girl so they'd look more intimidating. All except for Bill, Dennis and Mike who could care less. They were just happy to be at the game and sat down first ordering ginger ale.
Joe Hoof-n-Mouth Biden and Chris The Ghost Dodd elbowed their way next to the girl and one sat down on each side of Little Momma Clinton. John The Weasel Edwards sat next to Hoof-n-Mouth and The Kid sat down next to the The Weasel.
Let Play Begin
Yeah, you guessed it. Quite rapidly, within a few hands actually, we lost most players. Lousy poker players.
The Kid won the first hand taking the stash from Biden, Dodd and Grandpa Gravel.
Next hand went to Little Momma Clinton who took out Richardson followed by Kucinich just as the cards were dealt for the third hand.
The crowd could tell by the look on his face that The Weasel thought the fourth hand should be his. But alas, the river did not go his way and The Kid won again. Weasel was now gone leaving The Kid and the Little Momma to fight it out.
So, many many hands later, here we are with two nearly equal cache's of Delegates. The Kid with 1967 and Little Momma with 1773.
The players stare at each other across the green table.
The flop is two eights and the ace of clubs.
Little Momma Clinton smirks and gives The Kid Obama a wink. The Kid wipes his brow and reaches for his delegate chips....
He bets 200. What he thinks is the bare minimum he needs to take out his final rival.
She winks again.
She stares him in the eye and makes him blink.
Little Momma slowly reaches for her delegates, puts her hands around them and ....
goes all in.
She then says, "Win or lose, I sure love this game."
He.........
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