RIP Paresh Jain (Dana Gordon)
09-18-2011
, 12:56 AM
I would always end up railing Dana Gordon on Sundays since I would bust every tournament early and decided to spend the rest of my night scrolling through the lobbies to see who was crushing final tables while I was replaying hands in my mind to try to find out why I wasn't at one. Seemed like every Sunday I would pull up a lobby with him at the final table and got to wish him GL. I never knew him personally, and only talked to him a few times at the tables, but always had respect for him.
RIP sir
RIP sir
Last edited by SeatSeller; 09-18-2011 at 01:00 AM.
Reason: Nice post Sangaman
09-18-2011
, 01:01 AM
09-18-2011
, 01:20 AM
09-18-2011
, 01:21 AM
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I'm back home now and would like to share more thoughts. Andrex's post is great and gives an accurate portrayal of what Paresh was like. I'll share with you the Paresh I knew.
Paresh had one of the most unique and hilarious ways of talking and communicating, especially in texts and online. Here's one of the last texts I received from him about checking out from our hotel in Vegas.
"Damn apparently we gotta be all checked out ready to dip out BY 11am so need to pack all our shyt gather it etc soon ish lol pc."
He typed on keyboards with two fingers at a speed that would make most 10-finger typists jealous. Lots of his friends would try to imitate his style, but nobody could truly match its authenticity.
He could also make just about anything funny in person. He had a blunt, straightforward way of talking and loved to speak his mind. He could make you burst out laughing with just a few words. Nobody could tell bad beat stories better than he could.
"Paresh, what happened did you bust? I thought you had a lot of chips?"
"Yeaaahhhh man what the **** I had 32 bbs with the K K vs the J J, flop jack nine three I three bet shoved turn eight river seven ****. You jewelers wanna work out then subway?
*The above probably doesn't nearly do him justice, just my best impression. "jewelers" is an affectionate term for me and my brother.
Paresh LOVED music, he loved bass and he loved house music he could grind to. He went to EDC in Vegas this summer and, according to my brother who was there with him, went completely buckwild chimpoo which should come as no surprise to anyone that knew him. He made me discover lots of good music and songs.
He loved being with people and he was someone who was always down to do stuff. Wanted to travel or get a place to stay at in Vegas? Paresh was always in and was often the man who'd get things planned and make things happened. Hungry and wanted a friend to go eat somewhere with you? Paresh was your man. Trying to play sports or a game? **** it, Paresh was in.
Sometime this Spring, my brother and I were in Arlington and were fiending for some Moe's burritos. We texted almost everyone we knew in town to join us there for lunch. Some people were busy, some people weren't in the mood for Mexican, some people wanted to eat elsewhere. We thought we were going to have to eat just the two of us, but at the last minute Paresh responded and said he'd just saw our text and was on his way. He didn't care who else was coming and I don't think he was a particularly big fan of Moe's anyway. He was driving almost 10 miles on his own to some place he hadn't been to before just to have lunch with us. When he got there, we talked about life after poker, getting a place in Vegas that summer, and where he'd be living after the summer. It was one of my fondest memories of Paresh and it speaks a lot about the kind of person he was.
He was smart, and not just kind of smart but like solidly-in-the-top-1%-of-people smart. This was apparent to anyone who's had a serious talk with him about poker strategy. He was a standout academically at a competitive university even while balancing poker and a social life. He was interested in getting into real estate investing in the future, and I'm sure he would've been a standout at that as well.
I'm not sure what else to say about him, but he was an extremely special and unique person and he will be missed.
I loved you Paresh, I don't think I ever told you but I hope you knew that.
Paresh had one of the most unique and hilarious ways of talking and communicating, especially in texts and online. Here's one of the last texts I received from him about checking out from our hotel in Vegas.
"Damn apparently we gotta be all checked out ready to dip out BY 11am so need to pack all our shyt gather it etc soon ish lol pc."
He typed on keyboards with two fingers at a speed that would make most 10-finger typists jealous. Lots of his friends would try to imitate his style, but nobody could truly match its authenticity.
He could also make just about anything funny in person. He had a blunt, straightforward way of talking and loved to speak his mind. He could make you burst out laughing with just a few words. Nobody could tell bad beat stories better than he could.
"Paresh, what happened did you bust? I thought you had a lot of chips?"
"Yeaaahhhh man what the **** I had 32 bbs with the K K vs the J J, flop jack nine three I three bet shoved turn eight river seven ****. You jewelers wanna work out then subway?
*The above probably doesn't nearly do him justice, just my best impression. "jewelers" is an affectionate term for me and my brother.
Paresh LOVED music, he loved bass and he loved house music he could grind to. He went to EDC in Vegas this summer and, according to my brother who was there with him, went completely buckwild chimpoo which should come as no surprise to anyone that knew him. He made me discover lots of good music and songs.
He loved being with people and he was someone who was always down to do stuff. Wanted to travel or get a place to stay at in Vegas? Paresh was always in and was often the man who'd get things planned and make things happened. Hungry and wanted a friend to go eat somewhere with you? Paresh was your man. Trying to play sports or a game? **** it, Paresh was in.
Sometime this Spring, my brother and I were in Arlington and were fiending for some Moe's burritos. We texted almost everyone we knew in town to join us there for lunch. Some people were busy, some people weren't in the mood for Mexican, some people wanted to eat elsewhere. We thought we were going to have to eat just the two of us, but at the last minute Paresh responded and said he'd just saw our text and was on his way. He didn't care who else was coming and I don't think he was a particularly big fan of Moe's anyway. He was driving almost 10 miles on his own to some place he hadn't been to before just to have lunch with us. When he got there, we talked about life after poker, getting a place in Vegas that summer, and where he'd be living after the summer. It was one of my fondest memories of Paresh and it speaks a lot about the kind of person he was.
He was smart, and not just kind of smart but like solidly-in-the-top-1%-of-people smart. This was apparent to anyone who's had a serious talk with him about poker strategy. He was a standout academically at a competitive university even while balancing poker and a social life. He was interested in getting into real estate investing in the future, and I'm sure he would've been a standout at that as well.
I'm not sure what else to say about him, but he was an extremely special and unique person and he will be missed.
I loved you Paresh, I don't think I ever told you but I hope you knew that.
Touching for sure
09-18-2011
, 01:58 AM
sad thread
RIP
RIP
09-18-2011
, 02:55 AM
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I never got to meet him but I always thought he was awesome, and his 2+2 legacy of "WTF 7777/ CALL" will definitely live on. He was without a doubt one of my favorite posters ever, and every time a HSMTT thread had his name as the last poster I snap clicked on it.
Rest In Peace Paresh, you will be missed
Rest In Peace Paresh, you will be missed
so sad, RIP Paresh, MTTc/HSMTT truly won't be the same without you.
