Chua Needs a Stronger Prescription
We arrived to find Charles Chua hanging his head and making a noise like, "Kshawwww." The queen-high board with four spades on it was at the river and Chua had just turned over pocket kings to Vincent Chahley's pocket sevens. Neither of them had a spade.
"What you so upset about?" piped up another player at the table, "You won the hand."
"Oh, did I?" Chua suddenly looked up from the felt in genuine surprise.
"Put your glasses back on!"
Chua took the pot and was up to 58,000. Everyone thought this was funny except for Chahley, who dropped to 85,000.