Table 544 - Levels 7 and 8

We’re back.  I’m getting a little hangry - I’ve been sipping a bottle of Diet Pepsi (this is one of those hotels that is not in the Coke family), and packets of trail mix from Wal-Mart.  Two hours left to dinner.

All of a sudden, I am crushing it.  I knock out the long haired dude to my right with QQ against his A3, and then I destroy Superman with a set of 10s, played extremely luckily against his AJ.

And then a guy named Tom McCormick sits down next to me and hits a set of jacks into my flopped Broadway straight (10 to ace).  Just like that, he gives me 20,000 chips and a biography of Mother Teresa.  What a nice guy!


We lost another guy before I could get him on film, and we added a very nice lady to my right, who has taken two pots in a row.  I am glad she is acting before me and not after me.


Another new guy, who seems to be hitting on Lisa Hamilton.  He is one of those guys who end their jokes with exactly three “haw, haw, haw”s.  I am not worried about him.


Another player goes down, this time to a lady I have not mentioned so far, who has an epic head of hair.  This picture does not do her hair justice.


I have decided (secretly) to play tighter than a snare drum. I’ve folded KQ, A 10, and many small pocket pairs.  And I have been right every single time, except once when I folded A3 and the flop was AA3.  Superman was betting into that board, so I think I would have crushed his A, but it was not to be.

Another example of how tight I’m playing - I folded 99 preflop.  9 was on the flop, but it made another player’s straight.  The chips would have gone in the middle and I would have lost in the absence of a full house.  Good fold by me!

I really really want to bag my chips tonight.

Dinner time!  109,300.


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