The PokerStars Championship Barcelona comes to a close with a trio of tales featuring a soccer star, warehouse worker, and a Kaiser.

All too often there is a lacuna in our poker narrative. It’s the fairy tale, the goddam fairytale. There aren’t enough damsels in distress, hardly anybody has hair long enough to drop outside of a castle window, and warehouse workers don’t win million dollar prizes after qualifying online for $200.

But the PokerStars Championship Barcelona was different.

The scriptwriters nailed it.