The Wicked Chops Poker blog has alerted us that a statement, along with a thousand white doves artfully adorned with red and black card suits, has been released from the windows of B/W/R, the publicity firm hired by widely contested former "Hollywood agent" Jamie Gold just moments after winning the World Series of Poker championship. As you may recall, for some reason, Gold's associate Crispin Leyser is suing for half of the $12 million winnings—the miscommunication might have something to do with the message Gold left on Leyser's voicemail, saying, "I promise you - you can keep this recording on my word - there's no possible way you're not going to get half after taxes."

Wicked Chops Poker's blog points us to today's Las Vegas Sun story about a lawsuit filed against fame-fearing, resume-embellishing former agent and World Series of Poker champion Jamie Gold by Crispin Leyser, a "television producer" (given Gold's disputed background, we feel the need for ironic quotes on Hollywood occupations referenced in the story) claiming that Gold promised him half of his $12 million winnings for arranging the high-powered celebrity presence of Matthew "Scooby" Lillard and Dax "Punk'd" Shepherd for Bodog.com, who in return paid for Gold's seat at the tournament. According to the lawsuit, Leyser has voicemails from Gold promising him his 50-percent cut of the final table winnings (after taxes, naturally):

Whenever it suits our petty, reality-twisting agenda, Defamer is committed to dedicating the occasional post to the furthering of a reasoned debate on a story we've covered. In response to our Special Correspondent on Onetime Agents Who May Have Bluffed About Their Client Lists' missive about fame-fearing, resume-embellishing World Series of Poker champion Jamie Gold, a former client writes in to defend Gold from blog-enabled character assassination:

When newly crowned World Series of Poker champion and former agent Jamie Gold expressed trepidation about the fame that would inevitably accompany a win in poker's biggest tournament— the kind of fame he compared to that which makes people think that James Gandolfini possesses Christ-like healing powers—perhaps he also feared that people within the entertainment industry might call bullshit on the resume he'd been providing to the press during his run to the championship. The Defamer Special Correspondent on Onetime Agents Who May Have Bluffed About Their Client Lists offers his perspective on some holes in Gold's backstory:

Former agent Jamie Gold lost his valiant battle with fame early this morning, winning the World Series of Poker (on a bluff, naturally), its $12 million purse, and the lifelong curse of being upsold to a multisong, private room lapdance by every stripper in Vegas who recognizes him as "that rich poker guy." Keenly aware of their newest ambassador's ambivalence for his forced role as the Face of Poker, World Series organizers made Gold as comfortable as possible by supplementing their monetary spoils with a treat harkening back to his Hollywood life as an agent, hiding a fleshy, newborn baby inside the pile of his prize money, then inviting him to burrow inside right there at the table and partake of his victory snack.

Reality show producer and former agent Jamie Gold is currently the chip leader at the World Series of Poker No Limit Hold 'Em Championship in Vegas, but he's terrified of winning—not because he's afraid of the millions of dollars he'd take home, as an agent's moneylust never truly fades, but rather because he fears the fame that a victory will bring. In an interview with ESPN.com, Gold explains why the idea of instant celebrity is so frightening that he openly muses about taking a dive into second place: