Tournament Report
Just got back from the charity tourney. We raised money for the local fire house to give Christmas gifts to kids, so it was a great cause. So, I know you're all curious (tee hee). So, without further adieu, the April 2004 Mt. Royal Tournament Champion is:
She held the chip lead almost wire-to-wire, and she ended up chopping at the final table when it was down to 2 players. She held the chip lead, by about 50%, but she agreed to an even chop of the winnings. For a $40 buy-in, she won $375! Go baby! Best part is, you all know how I feel about rebuy tournaments. 30 players played, and there were 16 re-buys. The two final players were the only ones remaining at the final table who didn't rebuy. Score one for the good guys. I couldn't be more prouder of her. She played fantastic poker, never got too high or too low, and just played her cute ass off.
I busted out in 20th or so place (I know--I suck), but the beats were brutal. I lost 3 pots all day. First, I flopped trip 4's. Played it hard, got called by a guy who turned a straight with 53o. Second, had AK cracked after I called a guy all in. Flop was A-9-T rainbow, so I put him all-in. He turns over 32s! Turn brings the 5, river brings the 4. Horrendous. Lastly, I got K9s on the button, raised and got called. The flop was K-9-3, I went all-in, player turned over those goddammned Hilton Sisters. Turn was a blank, river brought the Queen, and IGHN. I've determined, though, that if there is a player that can beat me consistently, it's the player who totally sucks. The last hand (the Hiltons) was a good hand. The others were hands were the player had 3 outs or less. Hell, even the last one, I had the guy to two outs. Those were the only pots I lost all day. I lost with great hands. I don't know if I can play with maniacs or calling stations. I won a pot with KQs, with a flop of K-T-5, turn of 9, river of 2. I bet the whole way, coming short of bringing a guy all-in on the river by T500, only because I wanted him still in. He called and turned over 74o! He called the whole way with nothing. No talent, nothing. I stuck around and dealt tables while she was playing. There was some shadiness going on (people just tossing chips, short calling, just bad stuff), so I was asked to deal the final table, and after asking if anyone had objections, and getting unanimously approved for handling prior tables well so I dealt. She had the chip lead when it came down to the final two, and she offered a chop. It was graciously accepted, and my baby is a champion.
Let me set the stage. Final table. There are 5 players left, and I'm dealing. The missus is on the button. Blinds just get called around until the SB goes all-in with a pretty decent sized stack. Let the folding begin, and it's down to the missus, who has him covered a little short of 2-to-1. She calls. She flips over Q3o, he flips over AA. Arrrgh. Flop brings rags, but with two spades (the suit of her queen). You know what happens next. You got it, runner-runner flush. He just sits and stares, in disbelief. He was actually a damn good player, she stood up, shook his hand, and he complimented her on fine play all day, and just said before he got his 5th place money, "I did the best I could. I got my money in the middle with the best hand. It just didn't hold up." A classy gentleman, whom I'm sure I'll be seeing more of at these local tournaments.
I told you she'd get the first bracelet in my household. And it wasn't even O8B!
Mrs. PokerShark
She held the chip lead almost wire-to-wire, and she ended up chopping at the final table when it was down to 2 players. She held the chip lead, by about 50%, but she agreed to an even chop of the winnings. For a $40 buy-in, she won $375! Go baby! Best part is, you all know how I feel about rebuy tournaments. 30 players played, and there were 16 re-buys. The two final players were the only ones remaining at the final table who didn't rebuy. Score one for the good guys. I couldn't be more prouder of her. She played fantastic poker, never got too high or too low, and just played her cute ass off.
I busted out in 20th or so place (I know--I suck), but the beats were brutal. I lost 3 pots all day. First, I flopped trip 4's. Played it hard, got called by a guy who turned a straight with 53o. Second, had AK cracked after I called a guy all in. Flop was A-9-T rainbow, so I put him all-in. He turns over 32s! Turn brings the 5, river brings the 4. Horrendous. Lastly, I got K9s on the button, raised and got called. The flop was K-9-3, I went all-in, player turned over those goddammned Hilton Sisters. Turn was a blank, river brought the Queen, and IGHN. I've determined, though, that if there is a player that can beat me consistently, it's the player who totally sucks. The last hand (the Hiltons) was a good hand. The others were hands were the player had 3 outs or less. Hell, even the last one, I had the guy to two outs. Those were the only pots I lost all day. I lost with great hands. I don't know if I can play with maniacs or calling stations. I won a pot with KQs, with a flop of K-T-5, turn of 9, river of 2. I bet the whole way, coming short of bringing a guy all-in on the river by T500, only because I wanted him still in. He called and turned over 74o! He called the whole way with nothing. No talent, nothing. I stuck around and dealt tables while she was playing. There was some shadiness going on (people just tossing chips, short calling, just bad stuff), so I was asked to deal the final table, and after asking if anyone had objections, and getting unanimously approved for handling prior tables well so I dealt. She had the chip lead when it came down to the final two, and she offered a chop. It was graciously accepted, and my baby is a champion.
Hand of the Day
Let me set the stage. Final table. There are 5 players left, and I'm dealing. The missus is on the button. Blinds just get called around until the SB goes all-in with a pretty decent sized stack. Let the folding begin, and it's down to the missus, who has him covered a little short of 2-to-1. She calls. She flips over Q3o, he flips over AA. Arrrgh. Flop brings rags, but with two spades (the suit of her queen). You know what happens next. You got it, runner-runner flush. He just sits and stares, in disbelief. He was actually a damn good player, she stood up, shook his hand, and he complimented her on fine play all day, and just said before he got his 5th place money, "I did the best I could. I got my money in the middle with the best hand. It just didn't hold up." A classy gentleman, whom I'm sure I'll be seeing more of at these local tournaments.
I told you she'd get the first bracelet in my household. And it wasn't even O8B!
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