this is from a guy that i've played cards with who works at UNLV doing sports medicine or something like that for the sports teams at the college:
We lost a good one today. Although I had only known Chip for six or seven months, he made a pretty big impact on me. I looked forward to the phone call each week where I updated him on his son's progress at UNLV. I used to be a nervous wreck when I saw his number, but quickly realized he was just one of the guys. He wanted nothing more than to see his son graduate from UNLV's prestigous College of Hotel Administration and hopefully have a successful college baseball career along the way. I never wanted Chip to know that I was a fan of poker; I didn't want to come off as someone who was helping Casey hoping to get something in return. I slipped one day and let Casey know that I was a pretty big fan of poker. He told Chip and I was greeted at our next appointment by autographed copies of Supersystem I and II; signed by authors that had been sitting at the Big Game at the Bellagio. Just a few weeks ago, Chip reserved a suite at the Bellagio for the weekend and secured me front row seats at Cirque de Soleil's "O" show. As appreciative as I was, I told Chip that I could not accept the gift. I told him that I hadn't accomplished anything with Casey yet, and that I would accept that gift on his graduation day. I think he was more impressed that (with all the grease-balls in this city), there are still a few good people out there that really care about helping out. That is why his passing today sucks so bad. Chip was a great guy. He enjoyed taking care of the little guy. He loved his son and daughter and all of the good people that surrounded them. I looked at his number in my cell phone today and just couldn't even comprehend the fact that I would not receive or send a call to that number anymore. I don't know that I'll be able to delete his number for quite a while. It hasn't yet sunk in. Today's tragedy was a complete shock to those that loved Chip; he will be missed.
this is from a guy that i've played cards with who works at UNLV doing sports medicine or something like that for the sports teams at the college:
We lost a good one today. Although I had only known Chip for six or seven months, he made a pretty big impact on me. I looked forward to the phone call each week where I updated him on his son's progress at UNLV. I used to be a nervous wreck when I saw his number, but quickly realized he was just one of the guys. He wanted nothing more than to see his son graduate from UNLV's prestigous College of Hotel Administration and hopefully have a successful college baseball career along the way. I never wanted Chip to know that I was a fan of poker; I didn't want to come off as someone who was helping Casey hoping to get something in return. I slipped one day and let Casey know that I was a pretty big fan of poker. He told Chip and I was greeted at our next appointment by autographed copies of Supersystem I and II; signed by authors that had been sitting at the Big Game at the Bellagio. Just a few weeks ago, Chip reserved a suite at the Bellagio for the weekend and secured me front row seats at Cirque de Soleil's "O" show. As appreciative as I was, I told Chip that I could not accept the gift. I told him that I hadn't accomplished anything with Casey yet, and that I would accept that gift on his graduation day. I think he was more impressed that (with all the grease-balls in this city), there are still a few good people out there that really care about helping out. That is why his passing today sucks so bad. Chip was a great guy. He enjoyed taking care of the little guy. He loved his son and daughter and all of the good people that surrounded them. I looked at his number in my cell phone today and just couldn't even comprehend the fact that I would not receive or send a call to that number anymore. I don't know that I'll be able to delete his number for quite a while. It hasn't yet sunk in. Today's tragedy was a complete shock to those that loved Chip; he will be missed.
Dominic - good story. Can that footage be seen anywhere?
The footage was for a fly-by-night internet company called The Player's Network...I'm not sure if it ever saw the light of day - I never saw it myself!
these stories get more amazing each time...im glad i never met him or formed a relationship with him after reading all this because id probably be pretty devastated
I'd like to hear some stories about Chip Reese, said to be the consummate professional and perhaps the best player ever.
RUMOUR ALERT: I can't find the post, but I read here once that his "CaseyAtTheBat" account on Full Tilt, where he lost money, wasn't actually him playing a lot of the time. Apparently his son would play on that account. Apparently there is this one legendary session where he played under that account, and absolutely pwned Phil Ivey at 7 card stud. Can anyone confirm?
Post any stories you have about his play at the tables, as well as his adventures away from poker.
The punchline is the same, but I'm probably butchering a lot of the details since I heard this a while ago:
Either during the WSOP, or before the big games had moved to the Mirage, there was a progressive slot jackpot building up at Binions. Once it got to a certain level, Chip calculated it was worth a couple thousand dollars an hour in EV to try and win the thing, so he left the poker table and claimed three machines next to each other to pump in quarters non-stop, possibly more than 24 hours straight.
One of the downtown railbirds noticed this and watched Chip for a little while. Someone walked by and asked the railbird what was going on, and the railbird's quote was "It's really sad, he used to be one of the best poker players in the World."
'RUMOUR ALERT: I can't find the post, but I read here once that his "CaseyAtTheBat" account on Full Tilt, where he lost money, wasn't actually him playing a lot of the time. Apparently his son would play on that account. Apparently there is this one legendary session where he played under that account, and absolutely pwned Phil Ivey at 7 card stud. Can anyone confirm?'
The punchline is the same, but I'm probably butchering a lot of the details since I heard this a while ago:
Either during the WSOP, or before the big games had moved to the Mirage, there was a progressive slot jackpot building up at Binions. Once it got to a certain level, Chip calculated it was worth a couple thousand dollars an hour in EV to try and win the thing, so he left the poker table and claimed three machines next to each other to pump in quarters non-stop, possibly more than 24 hours straight.
One of the downtown railbirds noticed this and watched Chip for a little while. Someone walked by and asked the railbird what was going on, and the railbird's quote was "It's really sad, he used to be one of the best poker players in the World."
vaguely remember one where he got a new house in Vegas and had to start paying utility bills. Think a water spicket was left on at the back of the house and nobody even noticed it was left on. Water bill comes in the mail for some thousands of dollars and he cuts the check without blinking not because the money didn't mean much to him....but because he thought it was just a normal monthly bill.
I think this went on for a few months before someone said something.
I prolly butchered the story a bit, feel free to fix it.
these stories get more amazing each time...im glad i never met him or formed a relationship with him after reading all this because id probably be pretty devastated