VinNay fixed it so I can blog as Dawn Summers again. Yay!
Ah, is there an IHO tournament if there’s no birthday to be celebrated? Well, yes, sometimes there is, but other times we get a fancy homemade chocolate cake (I made the frosting. No matter what anyone says to the contrary.) and THREE, yes THREE birthday boys!
Flynn and Alceste (not pictured HAPPY BIRTHDAY!)
OH MY GOSH! And Alceste’s girlfriend, Dawn 2, the one who made the cake (but NOT the frosting) made her debut at the Crackhouse! No, seriously, for like seven years we’ve been trying to get her to play, but turns out she was just waiting for Alceste to turn 40! O_O (N.B. While it is amusing to joke about other people turning 40, it is not amusing to joke about Dawn turning 40. She will cut you. -Ed.)
Okay, I am stalling a bit cause it’s been awhile and I’m trying to remember the poker. I remember the cake! YUM! And I feel like there were also cupcakes…man, this place is where diabetes finds its soulmate.
Dawn 2 played with a cheatsheet that Alceste made up for her, we warned her that Mary would give her about two rounds of “oh, is it my turn?” before the stabbing starts. Dawn 2 picked it up very quickly and was soon scooping pots with A4. To which Alceste remarked “hmm…calling a raise out of position with A4? I did NOT write that down for her.”
HOLY SMOKES! I almost forgot the hugest hand of the night…but didn’t because it was SOOOOO monumentous that I took a picture:
Long time readers of this blog are familiar with the term “The Alceste suckout,” i.e. no matter what I have, Alceste ALWAYS has me beat. I could have a Le Dawn on a KKQ board and stupid Alceste WILL have KQ. I could have jacks, he has aces. It never fails. He always Alceste sucks out on my monster hands. So when I re-raised him from the button and he shoved all-in, I reluctantly, sadly, pitifully put in my last 2000 in chips and called with AK.
DUUUUDDEEE HE HAD ACE QUUUEEEENNNNN!!!
As you can see, I flopped the King right away and doubled through him. He busted to Petitedov shortly after that. KJ, as per usual, came late and quietly hid in the corner until after the cake break, at which point he sprang into action and busted two players at once.
OH, this was also the first time, I could remember, where the tournament had more women than men at the start. I foolishly said “if one of us doesn’t win, we should be shot.” How could I forget that KJ is just too good.
We played four handed for a level, with KJ mostly stealing all the blinds, until someone wisely suggested a chop. KJ took mercy and Edgie, Mary, KJ and I split the prize pool for June. And Dawn Summers could afford to pay the light bill!
Hope to see you all at the July Buckingham Game, conveniently taking place on my birthday!