Phil Hellmuth writes

/ Editor / 21 September 2007 / Leave a Comment

The great man is not so easily recognised by the Great British public

Phil Hellmuth has updated his blog. Fresh-ish from his WSOPE showing, the American is now the American about town.

Phil tanked at the SWOPE (that's an Americanism, and we make no excuse for it).

But nothing became Phil like the manner of his arrival. A poker operator hired a red double decker, painted Phil's picture on the front and the back, a sign saying "Phil Hellmuth Invades London" on both sides. Hellmuth counted twelve models in his entourage, a DJ, a camera crew, some guests, and some press.

Londoners stopped and stared. "Phil..? Phil..?" they muttered. No, never heard of him. We should be frank. Poker players however famous they are in the game are not household names. Hellmuth could have posed as an actor, a visiting presidential hopeful or America's answer to David Beckham and most Brits would have believed it.

In all, though, Phil is disappointed. He concludes that he made a great entrance and an exit marked by:

"Trying to bluff great players for no reason is:
1.) Not wise
2.) Not profitable
3.) Satisfying when it works
4.) All of the above."

Indeed.