In February 2008, I wrote about how I'm the luckiest bar poker player in the world, when my 10-9 offsuit got called by kings but I hit four to the flush and went on to win.

Since then, I have not won a bar poker tournament. Haven't even gotten down to a head-to-head.

A few months later, I wrote that I hadn't flopped a nut flush in months. (Of course, odds against hitting a flush on the flop are 118-1, but so what?)

Two days later, I hit a nut flush at the Isle, and the board never paired, keeping the boat out of play -- and I let everyone bet into me for a nice pot.

Meanwhile, in our occasional home game, I am a perennial runner-up, if I cash at all.

I am due.

I have a theory that the poker gods surf the 'net, and hear all pleas.

Hey, it can only help.