Humbled. That's the only way we can express what happened tonight at Lil Kim's Cove. Our big hands were humbled by something bigger, not once but several times. And the result was a last-place bust-out -- our worst showing since November 2007.
We walked to the tournament remembering a TLC tune: "Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls." That approach worked for several hands. But we were at a table with people making moderately-large raises before the flop, daring you to commit -- and our promising hands kept winding up as empty promises.
In one case, a player who went all-in with less than 1,000 hit a full house on the river to beat our pair of A's. In another case where we folded, a man with pocket 3's stunned everyone by revealing he had quads. Then there was this hand....
BLINDS: 50/100.
IN THE POCKET: Ah-Qh.
A few players call before us. Our wounded starting stack is down to about 2,700, so we hope now is the right time. We raise 200, and a few players join in.
ON THE FLOP: A-7-3. (The 3 is a heart.)
We bet 300, but this is an "I dare you" table. A couple of players call.
ON THE TURN: Q.
Two players check ahead of us. "I'm all in," we declare -- pushing in 2,225. A man to our left who seemed to be gunning for us from the start is undaunted. He calls, to stay in.
ON THE RIVER: 5.
"You just lost," the man to our left says as soon as this card is shown.
A smart mouth? No, a smart mind. He shows a 4-6. He hit a straight the hard way. We sit stunned for a few seconds, before finally revealing how right he was.
"I told you it's not my night," we say to the woman between us and the winner.
MINISTRY MOMENT: Not our night there, either. We weren't even at the table 30 minutes, so never developed anything.
UPDATED POKER SCOREBOARD: 24 final tables in 58 nights (41.4%) -- 7 cashes. Please note we will have to skip next Thursday night, due to work commitments. (Maybe we need the break!?!)
YAHOO POKER TOTAL: $11,820 -- up $116.
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