Cigar

My previous post was No cigar, because I just missed. I won this little tournament (see above, click to embiggen), so I guess if that was no cigar, this one is yes a cigar, ha.

Brent called and we decided not to play bridge today, so I was doing laundry and just messing around. I had music on my CD, was laid back reading some blogs, and decided to enter this cheap tournament. Can you say bankroll boostah?


This (above) was the last hand. The previous one he had 7-7 and I had 9-9 and I eventually got him all in on the river. He was left with virtually no money, so you see the above.


Most of the hands I simply tried to stay out of trouble. The one above (at the final table), I was in the big blind with ♣K ♠K and the button called. I made a pot-sized bet, and he moved all in. If he had A-A, screw it so be it. Nope, he had the mighty ♣7 ♣6 and was doing one of those fancy plays like you see on TV. Works for me.


The screen shot above shows an important hand. I bet the flop, bet the turn, bet the river, and the other guy moved all in! I wonder what he thought I had, but that's what you see at the lower levels.


I was the chip leader at the final table, but not by much. Besides that doesn't really mean much. It seems so easy when it works out like this. It won't change my lifestyle, as they say, but winning is better than losing.