To quote Clonie Gowen, from an interview on Poker After Dark, after she had just won her third PAD title: "I don't get any respect from the male players. No woman does."
Here is what my favorite poker writer has to say about female players:
Youíve overheard it in or near poker rooms when they thought you werenít listening, though most of this dialogue goes on in the Menís, as the guys assume the position in front of the urinal and expose whatís left of their manhood: ďShe didnít have no business even beiní in the pot with them pocket cards,Ē or, ďThat womanís been dumb-lucky for a long time, but it ainít always gonna be that way.Ē Each of these complainers has just lost his money to (gasp!) a woman. According to the moaner, canít no woman so much as spell poker, much less play it, and if the woman who just took his bankroll will keep on playiní, heís gonna own her.
And thatís why, ladies, youíve got Ďem right where you want Ďem; no matter how skilled you get as a player or how much you win, there will still be plenty of bonehead guys who wonít give your game respect merely because of your gender. The truth is that in more decades than I care to admit of drifting from game to game around the country, I have played with quite a few women (many more in recent years than in the old days), and I gotta share with you what Iíve observed: Overall, women are better poker players than men, hands down, and even female novices have the potential to be head and shoulders better than the guys who play at the same level.
And yeah, thatís what I said, and if speaking my mind gets me kicked out of the Good Olí Boys Society, so be it. The primo qualities you look for in a new player with top-flight potential are (1) temperament and (2) patience, and women have so much more of both than men that it isnít even a contest. Guys, loaded down with testosterone and eaten up with the Mineís-Biggerín-Yours Syndrome, go on tilt more easily than women do, and waste tons of money trying to beat players theyíve taken dead aim on. Ladies donít exhibit the same nonsense; bad beats donít normally send them racing off to Cuckooville, and the fact that a certain player beats them a few pots doesnít transform their game into a no-brain grudge match.