Three barrels of a unique World Poker Tour vintage including a virgin appearance in South America; a first for Kazakhstan in Amsterdam, and another award for Andreas Klatt.

There was a time when the World Poker Tour (WPT) used to wind me up. I suffer from little man syndrome, a disease brought on by being short, working class, and living on a tiny island.

So, when I saw a title of a brand with the word World squeezed in, and then no sign of the brand ever taking their services to the World it tended to piss me off.

Today, I only get angry at baseball’s World Series in part due to the decision made by the WPT to pucker up their plumage and plunge headlong into earth’s population.