About eight, nine months ago, I'm at the Taj, it's late,
and I see Johnny Chan walk in. And he goes, he sits.
And the whole place stops when Johnny Chan walks in.
Everybody puts an eye on him.
After a little while, there wasn't a crap game going...
'cause all the high rollers are over there watching him.
Some are playing with him, giving away their money to this guy to say...
"Oh, I played with the World Champion."
And you know what I did? I sat down.
Played tight for an hour. I folded mostly, and then I made a score
I had nothing. But he raised.
And I just decided, you know, I don't care about the money.
I'm just gonna outplay the guy.
I'm just gonna outplay this guy this hand.
I re-raised. And he just comes right back over the top of me,
trying to bully me like I'm some ****ing tourist.
I hesitate for two seconds. I re-raised.
And he makes a move toward his checks, and he looks at me.
And he looks at his cards, and he looks at me again.
And he mucked it. I took it down.
"Did you have it?" "I'm sorry, John. I don't remember."
I got up, and I walked to the cashier.
I sat with the best in the world, and I won.