Table 438 - Level 1

First hand is QJ hearts.  Raised to 6,000. I call along with another guy.  Board does not improve, so I fold to a bet.

I win the blinds a couple of times over the next ten hands and then I look down at AA.  I shove all in and get one caller, who has JJ.

He hits a J on the flop and that is the end of me.

Fun while it lasted!  Sorry I could not get to the cash for those of you who put the money in for me, but I hope you enjoyed the ride!



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