Despite the competitive nature of the game, the players are still enjoying themselves, even when they are engaged in a little smack talk. When I approached table 63, Michael Hunter looked at the player to his right, Robert St-Cyr. “He’s here to interview you.”
Robert shook his head. “He’ll have to pay me first. I don’t give away free publicity.”
Michael laughed, and added a little rub into the conversation. “Don’t worry, you won’t have to interview this guy. I’m going to the final table.”
Not to be undone Robert quipped, “Yeah, as a spectator.”
The fat lady will serenading me soon enough, Michael continued.
Robert shook his head: “You mean she’ll be singing the blues for you.”