A Hot July Poker Story
By
Deb Wallace
Husband and I go to Caesars Palace. It's our wedding anniversary. Tournaments are going on in the poker room. I buy in for 230.00 thinking it's a Omaha game (read the paper wrong) but find out it's a no limit Hold 'Em poker game. This is not my best game that's for sure. Here I am with a room-full of wannabe poker stars. This will be tough.
Anyway I play tight, tight as a little duck's ***! Some guy in the first seat laughs and tosses his head back every time I take down a pot. What a macho jerk! I just ignore him. No one can upset my play. I'm a seasoned player.
In a few hours or so I'm one of the three players left. I fold a good hand and let the other player eliminate the man from West Virginia (Mario).
The other player asks me on the break to make a deal as he doesn't want to play in the $10,000 deal at the World Series. Chuck checks with the floor man and finds out we can't transfer or sell the win. I would have to pay Mario about $4,000 for the seat. I really don't want to give up my "new" car money. Not for a game I'm not that great in. Of course then again it would be exciting and who knows. The last 3 years all unknowns have won the millions. It's really a turkey shoot what with over 5,000 playing.
Anyway I play it out and come in second winning $961.00.
We head home on Saturday and laugh about the happenings and how I "almost" won a seat in the World Series. I do a terrible Marlon Brando impression and say "Ah Chucko, I could have been a contender!" |
