The details are still a bit sketchy, but it appears that the beloved poker "Blogfather" Iggy is with us no longer. I'm far too destraught over this development to be appropriately eloquent, but I wanted to direct his many loyal fans to the virtual memorial services currently being hosted by AlCantHang.
Personally, I'll never forget the first time I met Iggy, in the blogger habitat known as the MGM Grand Sportsbook Bar. He shook my hand, gave me a hug, and told me he loved my blog. I knew it was just a line; something he said to all the girls to get his dwarf self in to their big girl pants, but I was flattered nonetheless. Since that magical meeting the Iggster and I have have had many special adventures, and he and I are soley responsible for turning tens of poker bloggers into degenerate roulette players.
Farewell dear Iggy... may we all be so lucky as to acheive even half of your greatness, and I'll meet you again at a casino in the great beyond. Just make sure you save me a seat at the roulette table.
