Poker Entry No. 5

November 14, 2004
Players: 48 and 36
Entry Fee: $40 and $30
Rebuys: N/A
Place: 8 and 19
Winnings: $0

Brent Hale turned us on to this tournament. It was held at No Frills Grill at 20 and 287 on Little Road. The sports bar held two tournaments. The first was a $40 buy-in with 48 entries. First place was awarded $900. The tournament had many similar features to the Sam's Town Casino tournament in Las Vegas. I finished in 8th place, which was two places out of the money. I've been doing that a lot lately. I had fun and played in the second tournament, which was a $30 buy-in with 36 people. I finished in 19th.
The most interesting thing that happened the entire night was an intoxicated, belligerent woman who entered the tournament. She was moved to our table about ten minutes before she was knocked out of the tournament, and she wasn't the short stack. In fact, she was probably the money leader in the entire tournament. She had a lot of chips and was ready to unload them on the many jackasses and dicks at the table. I was a dick. Actually, I was the leading dick. She was frustrated by my tasteless quips and rude comments.
I decided to berate her because of two main reasons. The first was she was rude and treated the players at the table with contempt. Jerome, a player on her immediate right, told her the action was on her and she snapped back with, "Well, give me a G** D*** minute." This sent me into my second reason to give her some lip. I was the short stack and almost out of the tournament. I had $275 left. I got A-Q offsuit. I was dealer and went all in pre-flop. When it went around to her again, after a couple of calls, she didn't understand why she had to pay more money. This was partly because she didn't know how to play and partly because she was a sniff of alcoholic scent away from either passing out or throwing up. She called the extra $75 dollars (blinds were $100-200). The flop came with 7-4-2. Well, I'm out. When she lashed out at Jerome again for rushing her when it was her turn, my time had come to speak up for the common man.
I don't know if it's my nature to get into fights with extremely drunk people, but I probably need to stop trying. I told her to do something and she called me a dick. It was on. I came back with, "Lady, you've been here for thirty seconds and already (counting each player at the table by pointing at them) one, two, three, four, five, six people hate you. Do something so we can move on." She didn't like that comment and unloaded on me. She called me everything under the sun. I ended up winning the hand and sticking around until the final table. Her cussing was a shock and very over the top, yet that isn't the biggest shocker. The bigger surprise is one of two things. Why don't you decide which is worse.
The next incident was after dumping about $6,500 to the table in three hands, she went all in when she was dealing with $50. I split the pots up so we could have the main pot and a side pot. This took me a few seconds and since it was me doing the work our lady, and I don't mean a courtesy title for the daughter of a gentleman, was put out by me taking so long to do this (45 seconds at the most). I looked at her and said it was her turn. She gave me a death stare for about five seconds. I again tried telling her it was her turn, however my tone was a bit more patronizing. She said she was just waiting on me. I then answered in the most belittling quality I could muster with, "By the words it's your turn, that means we're done and it's your turn." This comment induced her to the decision to not deal the cards. I was blown away. We had to call the tournament director over to deal the cards. This was one of the most appalling actions I have ever seen happen at a poker table.
The second event is just as bad. Near the end of her tournament play, her eight-year-old son came running up and asked if Mommy was winning. She brought her kid to a bar for a poker tournament. She's doing a good job of parenting. As a product of a child who was placed in bars every once in a while I will say she is not doing a service for this young boy. Can you believe this? She brought her son. What a lady (again not using it in the English lady manner).
The tournament was fun and we will be back next week. Hopefully, she will not be there. If she is, I will try to be on my best behavior and not get in any fights.