Dude, Where's My Car?

I can’t find my cup. I had it a week ago but it’s nowhere to be found. Not having my cup is not that big a deal because I have ostensibly retired from actively playing softball.

The last time I saw it...err...had it protecting my sperm producing globes was at my daughters practice a week or so ago. I was working with the pitchers and catchers and didn’t want to feel the pleasure of taking one in the nads. It really doesn’t matter, other then the pain, if I don my protective device because the doctor altered my ability to reproduce a couple of years ago. I needed my cup that day. Anyway, I can buy another one. Wal-Mart, K-Mart, Target, and even Walgreen’s are sure to carry the protective equipment that I desire. They even vary in size so that the huge junk bearing men of this world don’t have to fit in the same ones as the pre-pubescent Little League players.

What really bothers me is that I have owned this cup for 20 years. It has literally bin part of me for a long time and I want to find it. I don’t think it makes sence to spend money on an item that I’m not going to use more then a few more times in my life so I’m searching. I’m searching for my junk defender. My marshal at arms, so I can feel safe and secure. I don’t feel safe without it.

Maybe it will make me feel safe at the tables.

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(Additions)

After Bloody P’s post the other day I didn’t want to gripe about my misfortune on the virtual felt. For one thing I can’t afford to give a dollar to each of the 6 loyal readers I have (yes it’s now 6). A blow like that to my bankroll would kill me.

Anyway, I won my second Dirty Dozen in a row on Noble last night and had visions of the $2000 jackpot you get for winning 4 in a row. This is the period of time that I needed to find my cup. I wont go into the details other then I didn’t win one race last night. The races were the product of previous misfortune that put me in push mode. That’s life.

Thinking that Poker Stars would be a better place for my protection I jumped into Some SNGs. Lets just say 0-4. The random acts of violence to my groin were continued without cause and with prejudice.

I thought hitting the $25 NL tables may help me get my focus back and it did. The only problem was that my focus returned after dropping 2 buy-ins on two outers. Crap, now I owe you a dollar. Anyway, I turned it around a little when I hit the nuts while sitting behind a maniac. He doubled me up thus leaving me down about $40 for the night.

I’ll be busy for the rest of the week so I wont see a lot of poker. Maybe one late night session but that’s it.

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I forgot to mention that I put a guy on tilt when I raised with 94 off suit before the flop. I hit 4 to a flush and it cost him a $25 pot. Within three orbits he went from table leader with $57 to bust. To bad it wasn't the hammer.