Liz (aka Ease) has been destroying us at hold 'em lately. Just a mere few months ago, she was in the middle of a long losing streak, but then really started to tear it up and has been consistently winning tournaments ever since. It's been brutal.
At last weekend's annual Crane Prairie Poker and Bass Tourney, she ended up winning the poker part of the tourney. I was the first one out, and Liz was the one who knocked me out. Needless to say, the taunting has been endless.Well, last night I got my revenge.
I was hosting this week's tourney. We had eleven players. I was serving some very strong strawberry banana creme daiquiris, and I made sure from the start that Liz's glass remained full.
The first few hands of the tourney were very interesting. Erika got four aces, and knocked Jim out, who went all-in with a full house, aces over queens. A few hands later, I got dealt a 3-9 offsuit, with the three being a diamond. I think the blinds at that point were 10/20. I along with a few other players limped in, including Liz. The flop was all diamonds -- a two, four and five of diamonds, giving me an open-ended straight flush draw. I checked, Liz bet 50, and I called. Everyone else folded.
The turn card was a six of diamonds, giving me a straight flush to the six. I about fell out of my chair when the six of diamonds hit, but I managed to remain composed. I checked it and Liz bet 50. I paused for a moment to make it look like I was thinking hard, took another look at my hole cards, then merely called the 50.
The river was something like a jack of clubs, and I bet 1000 -- I wanted to make a sizable bet, but not too big of one because I really wanted Liz to call. Liz said something like, "you don't have anything," and called my 1000 bet. I then turned over my cards and said, "I got a straight flush to the six." Liz then mucked her cards in disgust. I am always a gracious winner, so I calmly took the chips from the middle of the table and nonchalantly placed them in my stack.
Actually, that last part is not true. What really happened is that I stood up, raised my arms into the air in victory, and yelled "yes!!" over and over again while jumping up and down. I would have gotten up onto the table and danced a jig if I felt the table would have held me. Liz was outraged.
Several hands later, Liz moved all her remaining chips in. I had an Q-3, so I called her all-in. She had pocket twos which means that if she wins the pot, she gets an additional five dollars so long as no one else wins with the pocket twos later on in the tourney (it is a little side thing our Tuesday night poker group does -- we call it "The Grovers Special"). A queen came up on the turn, and I knocked Liz out of the tournament. It was glorious.
I ended up being destroyed later when I went all-in with an A-Q and Jim's wife, Cindy, called me with a KK and knocked me out of the tourney, but none of that mattered because I finally got my revenge. It just doesn't get any better than that.
[Originally posted on 06/28/06]
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