Perhaps he is nuts!
This is a forum post from 2+2 which I thought was relevant due to my previous post which I thought was funny. If you read his blog he really is desperate sounding =) Poker is evil! :-
"This is my first post, its about Russel 'Dutch' Boyd, and I created my account to share the story. I met Boyd at a WPT party in Reno this year (had a good time with him). July 2, I run into DB in a hallway at the Rio.
SC 'Hey Dutch. Remember me from Reno?'
DB 'Yes. (dont think he did) How u doing?'
SC 'Great. Where you going? Going to play?'
DB 'I am going...to go get a bag of weed'
SC ' Dude. I got a J in my pocket. Ya wanna?'
So he says were going to 'his place' (I thought his Rio room maybe?), and I then realized he meant his home. I say, 'pay for the cab ride there, I'll pay for the ride back.' So we get in a cab at the Rio, we pull up to a nice condo, and HE JUMPS OUT. I pay the cabbie, while DB he appears to be locked out. Suddenly an unidentified young man lets DB in, and I tell the cabbie he can go. The young gun has 2 bracelets, has been awaken by DB (who seemed impaired in some way), and I feel bad for this guy (he is still in his boxers-and isn't REAL HAPPY).
So we go in for 15 minutes, say HI to the next door neighbor (another young gun with a bracelet-who's VERY DEEP in the 08 ME), and the last I heard, young gun #1 is calling for a cab, as he left his car at the casino the night before. DB and I smoke cigarettes outside, and HE SAYS 'Lets go'. I ask where and he says, 'My house.' I think this f***er lives across the street, and we begin to walk in 110 degree heat midday.
After a mile of me complaing and inquiring 'how far', he says 'Wanna get a cab?' HELL YES. 'Got a phone?' He botches 2 calls to the cab co., and I'm nearly beserk, as I grab the phone from him. We wait under a shade tree, and the cab arrives 15 minutes later...
Finally, we arrive at 'his house'. I initially decline the invite in, and he mumbles something like 'ah come in, theres my car, I'll take you back'. I make him promise, and I go in despite probably knowing better. We watch TV with his buddy sleeping on the couch, while DB strums guitar. I learn DBs been MIA for nearly 2 days. The live like pigs, and I finally say, "I'm just going to call a cab Dutch...you need your rest.' I call and ask a cab to come to X31X XinXa (left it out, but I know the address).
About this time, two guys and a girl, come in. I hang another 15 minutes, and one of the guys (I'll call him Lexus GUY) says, "Dude. Want a ride back to the Rio?' He seems whacked, but I save the cab ride this way (got at least $35 in DB in cabrides already) We hustle outta there before the cabbie shows AND
during the ride, I learn what his alterior motive is...
So, about halfway to the Rio, the guy says, 'How much cocaine did you give him (DB)?' Whoa! Im thrown for a loop. I tell the whole story, and tell him all DB has put me through, to which he says, "Well don't give him ANYTHING, EVER or let anyone else give him anything in the future" 'He's bipolar you know, and he's really crazy right now. We're thinking about admitting him, but I dont think he's really on anything today.' (damage control)
I can't stand it anymore. I say, "I say BS...he's f****d up dude', AND the guys tries more 'damage control' and says 'Come on man, that isn't a drug house or anything, AND I think YOUR the one's that f****d up!'
I have had enough at this point, and I get a little bass in my voice, "Hey jerkoff, I brought him home after he's been MIA for 2 days! I told you what he's put me through...YOU should be THANKING ME!' He calms down, I calm down, and creepy Lexus dude says, 'OK. OK, I believe you.' AND it gets tense again when I say 'I dont give a F**K what you believe...I'll get out right now MFer!' (considering just punching this creep in the face).
Finally we're at the Rio, I get out, and tell Lexus dude, 'Tell DB to call me and thank me later', to which he replies, 'Dutch won't even remember you when he comes to...see ya'.
DB isn't crazy...he's a con playing crazy, much like the Genovese Godfather Vicent 'The Chin' Gigante, ever since the Pokerspot online card site failed and bilked its customers out of nearly $500000. Talk about a waste of talent...he lost his backers a few days before the ME, and is now begging on his homepage for backers!
CHECK IT OUT
http://www.dutchboyd.com/
See you in St Louis DB next time your in town. Certainly looking foward to it! BECAUSE EVERYONE PAYS THEIR OWN WAY...GTFO!
Pokerspot interview
http://www.liveactionpoker.com/artic.../boyd-int.html"
"This is my first post, its about Russel 'Dutch' Boyd, and I created my account to share the story. I met Boyd at a WPT party in Reno this year (had a good time with him). July 2, I run into DB in a hallway at the Rio.
SC 'Hey Dutch. Remember me from Reno?'
DB 'Yes. (dont think he did) How u doing?'
SC 'Great. Where you going? Going to play?'
DB 'I am going...to go get a bag of weed'
SC ' Dude. I got a J in my pocket. Ya wanna?'
So he says were going to 'his place' (I thought his Rio room maybe?), and I then realized he meant his home. I say, 'pay for the cab ride there, I'll pay for the ride back.' So we get in a cab at the Rio, we pull up to a nice condo, and HE JUMPS OUT. I pay the cabbie, while DB he appears to be locked out. Suddenly an unidentified young man lets DB in, and I tell the cabbie he can go. The young gun has 2 bracelets, has been awaken by DB (who seemed impaired in some way), and I feel bad for this guy (he is still in his boxers-and isn't REAL HAPPY).
So we go in for 15 minutes, say HI to the next door neighbor (another young gun with a bracelet-who's VERY DEEP in the 08 ME), and the last I heard, young gun #1 is calling for a cab, as he left his car at the casino the night before. DB and I smoke cigarettes outside, and HE SAYS 'Lets go'. I ask where and he says, 'My house.' I think this f***er lives across the street, and we begin to walk in 110 degree heat midday.
After a mile of me complaing and inquiring 'how far', he says 'Wanna get a cab?' HELL YES. 'Got a phone?' He botches 2 calls to the cab co., and I'm nearly beserk, as I grab the phone from him. We wait under a shade tree, and the cab arrives 15 minutes later...
Finally, we arrive at 'his house'. I initially decline the invite in, and he mumbles something like 'ah come in, theres my car, I'll take you back'. I make him promise, and I go in despite probably knowing better. We watch TV with his buddy sleeping on the couch, while DB strums guitar. I learn DBs been MIA for nearly 2 days. The live like pigs, and I finally say, "I'm just going to call a cab Dutch...you need your rest.' I call and ask a cab to come to X31X XinXa (left it out, but I know the address).
About this time, two guys and a girl, come in. I hang another 15 minutes, and one of the guys (I'll call him Lexus GUY) says, "Dude. Want a ride back to the Rio?' He seems whacked, but I save the cab ride this way (got at least $35 in DB in cabrides already) We hustle outta there before the cabbie shows AND
during the ride, I learn what his alterior motive is...
So, about halfway to the Rio, the guy says, 'How much cocaine did you give him (DB)?' Whoa! Im thrown for a loop. I tell the whole story, and tell him all DB has put me through, to which he says, "Well don't give him ANYTHING, EVER or let anyone else give him anything in the future" 'He's bipolar you know, and he's really crazy right now. We're thinking about admitting him, but I dont think he's really on anything today.' (damage control)
I can't stand it anymore. I say, "I say BS...he's f****d up dude', AND the guys tries more 'damage control' and says 'Come on man, that isn't a drug house or anything, AND I think YOUR the one's that f****d up!'
I have had enough at this point, and I get a little bass in my voice, "Hey jerkoff, I brought him home after he's been MIA for 2 days! I told you what he's put me through...YOU should be THANKING ME!' He calms down, I calm down, and creepy Lexus dude says, 'OK. OK, I believe you.' AND it gets tense again when I say 'I dont give a F**K what you believe...I'll get out right now MFer!' (considering just punching this creep in the face).
Finally we're at the Rio, I get out, and tell Lexus dude, 'Tell DB to call me and thank me later', to which he replies, 'Dutch won't even remember you when he comes to...see ya'.
DB isn't crazy...he's a con playing crazy, much like the Genovese Godfather Vicent 'The Chin' Gigante, ever since the Pokerspot online card site failed and bilked its customers out of nearly $500000. Talk about a waste of talent...he lost his backers a few days before the ME, and is now begging on his homepage for backers!
CHECK IT OUT
http://www.dutchboyd.com/
See you in St Louis DB next time your in town. Certainly looking foward to it! BECAUSE EVERYONE PAYS THEIR OWN WAY...GTFO!
Pokerspot interview
http://www.liveactionpoker.com/artic.../boyd-int.html"
posted by TillerMaN | 3:51 PM
3 Comments:
dutchboyd is definitely mentally disturbed, and hes probably going to get worse with the extra attention hes getting. I dont understand the full craze about this guy tiller so briefly fill us in cos frankly, I dont want to read his crap.
hey tiller do you know who plays under gulkines on crypto is? this guy is just insane and crushes everyone and anyone i dont think ive ever seem him have a losing session
cheers
Don't know his real name but he has been a regular there for years!
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