Samuli "TheJudas" Sipilä

  Jamming   the story of grandma, losing and having a stick up your ass. Material things won’t give you much after enough time has

Muling and Heads up for Rollz   I wake up and the world is not all right. The anxieties with a massive headache hit me

Cobb salad    I cannot sleep. It has been a week since I arrived in Vegas and my inner clock is bust. Everything else is

  Prelude   “There’s hurricane season in Cancun and it seems that it’s going to rain every day, I vote that we don’t go there” AkuJ

Sometime in April Murphy’s law states that everything that can go wrong, will go wrong. My year so far has proved the law to be

God damn, there’s no games. I thought and hopped on to a sofa. I already led the plo200 leaderboard but felt like I hadn’t played

It’s a scary sentence even in the best of times, luckily, this time, I’m only referring to my writings. But yeah, I, indeed am late.

Something Twitchy this way comes When Beasts of Poker asked me to twitch some of my online action, I was hesitant. Believe it or not – I

Last day in Cannes. A big group of Finnish poker professionals are sitting at an hotel bar. The weather is pleasant, the night is warm

“At some point you are going to run worse than you ever thought possible” – Said someone who I’m too lazy to google right now.

On AirAsian flight from Sydney to Kuala Lumpur. The luggage was dropping from the overhead cabins when I woke up Mr.J and told him that

“FUUUCK” Joni screamed. I was pushed on the other side of my seat as we just missed oncoming traffic. “Hey! Don’t drive like a dick

I played the 2017 Aussie Millions main event for three long days. On the third day Judas did not rise to heaven – no, he

Zac I’m trying to sleep. Sleep rarely comes easy to me. As soon as I shut my eyes my brain starts a program called “the

“Why don’t you write something positive? “, she asked. I looked at her. “What do you mean?” “Well, people will really think that you’ve some

Third day of high-volume grind and I’m starting to feel a bit sleep deprived. Four to five hours of sleep combined with a 12- hour

Last week, in Tallinn. I arrive happily to Tallinn’s Hilton Hotel Casino, partly because we have agreed to play some bigger drunken poker, and partly

We’re playing a 10k tournament at Aviation Club, Paris. “I’m all-in” the Frenchman said. “How much is it?” my friend, the Grand Daddy of Finnish

Sorry for being late. I’ve been really busy with grinding partypokers fast-forward player pools lately (also managed my time like a total moron). I’ll be

At 6pm the next day we’re sitting at the lobby bar of Marriott hotel, Mr.Parkkinen has not called us back and is now four hours

”Man, we have to go”, Mr.J said. “Really? Do we now? “, I replied. “Yeah! See, first we do the Ultra Music Festival in Miami

I’m lying on a sofa. Dead. The year is 2014 and our poker group is in Barcelona for the annual EPT. Some flashes of drinking

Waiter brought the plate with some bread. With very broken English he said: “You dip la pan with dis”, smiled and walked away. “Did he

“Please remove your laptop and place it on a separate bin”, security officer stated to me in monotone. There was not one shred of joy

I open my door exhausted. SCOOP’s are finally over. A 16-day poker madness that had nearly cost me my mental health but managed to be

“Could you tell me your mother’s maiden name, your address and your date of birth?”, said the lady on the phone in perfect English. “Su-sure”,

This blog is about my poker journey as far as I recall it (and I can guarantee, that I don’t recall all of it). If