Eight-Way Chop
Posted on April 5, 2008 by Ching under Poker.
I got to participate in an eight-way chop tonight, for the first time ever. Usually, the chop happens right after I get knocked out. I’ll walk away barely breaking even, while everyone else gets the big bucks.
I wasn’t even going to play today. I laid in bed until about 3:00 pm. Brian asked if I wanted to go play poker. I didn’t really feel good so I said no. I told him I just wanted to stay home and stay in bed. He asked if I cared if he went to poker by himself. I told him, that I didn’t mind at all. It’s a $1500 prize pool. One of us has to represent at least.
He came back with a bagel and tomato soup for himself. I got to thinking, I’m really craving pho. We stopped by mom and dad’s yesterday after the doctor (our doctor is in Derby) and they were telling us about eating pho at Kim Huong. The more I thought about pho, the more I thought of how boring it will be to stay at home while Brian is out playing poker.
So I changed my mind. I talked him into taking me to Kim Huong for pho before poker. That got food in my belly so I could take my second antibiotic capsule for the day. I took a teaspoon of that prometh vc with codeine also. Good stuff. The pho, specially. It’s the Vietnamese counterpart of chicken and noodle soup. Whenever it’s rainy or snowy out, or whenever I’m sick, that’s the stuff I crave. I get the #18 (rare steak) with no onions. None of that mystery meat and meatball stuff. I squeeze the lemons in it, add some of the minty leaves, and drop a couple of handfuls of bean sprouts and I’m good.
I played really tight tonight. Tighter than usual. Must be the codeine. Who knows? I laid down several winners. I laid down queen-jack several times. Ace-queen suited even. King-jack, pocket tens, pocket nines… I was laying down some really good hands. I was playing so tight, it was sick (pun intended).
Brian got knocked out right before we dropped to two tables. I always seem to get knocked out at the two-table mark. I was really careful not to end up as bubble girl this time. It paid off. I made it to the final table. I maybe had $80k in chips. I had the second shortest stack. It was such a relief to get an eight-way chop.
Brian and I went in with $20 ($10 chair rental for each of us) and left with $175 (after $100 lopped off the top for Brent, our tournament director for the evening). Not too shabby for about four hours of play and being low stack at that. I’m figuring that’s a little over $40 per hour. I wish every night of poker were this lucrative for me.
Anyway, it was a good deal for everyone because third place only paid out $150 (most of the $1500 prize pool went to first and second place, with first place paying out $750). So when you think about it, you must outlast six other players just get more than $150 — $175 per person doesn’t really look too bad.
I told Brian, I’m really glad I decided to come out because I almost stayed home tonight. Now I have money to buy my graduation regalia and then some. Woo hoo!
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Chingay on April 7, 2008
That’s awesome! I am not so lucky with those things. =(
Jennifer Cannady on April 9, 2008
Well, I haven’t cashed them in yet. I’ll get those tickets tonight after I get the boys and I’ll find out I probably shouldn’t just kept the $15 😉
PokerPlasm on April 9, 2008
If you can continue to pull $40 an hour, that is some fine work at the tables.
Well done!
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Jennifer Cannady on April 7, 2008
Well, I’ve had a tiny bit of luck lately. I won $12 on scratchy tickets and with those I bought 6 more. I scratched and won $15 last night so I’m going to buy 7 before I go home! HA HA! If I break $100 I’ll consider this a new career! ha ha ha!