[rageotones]

part 12

so we're into the money, and i can relax a little. i think i may have stolen one pot before this hand happens.

it folds to me OTB, same JA is in the bb, and i open-push with 69sooooooted

sb folds, and usually, i'm just hoping that bb folds, but not this time. i'm actually hoping he calls so i can suckout so bad. i'm still pissed at him from earlier, and i'm really hoping he calls. he finally calls and turns over AQs

YES, i see a 9 on the flop....oh boy there's the Q out there too. bummer.

turn brings the 4th heart for me, and i'm sweating out the river until i see it...the BEAUTIFUL 3 [img]/images/graemlins/heart.gif[/img]

hells yeah baby. karma finally works out against the same person. that puts me up to 50k or so, but that's nothing really at this point.

the next hand the JA moves all in w/KQ, and gets knocked out. big stack to out in 2 hands. awesometastic.

so, everything is kind of going slowly, and we're dwindling down. the guy to my left gets knocked out finally, and we have 4 players to the 6 at the other table. a lady moves into the seat to my left just before the hand is dealt w/me in the bb. she gets her cards and open-pushes for something like 55-60k. bd1 who is on 1 of the big stacks insta-calls, and lady has AA vs. bd1's KK. pretty sick.

KK doesn't improve, and just like that bd1 is back with the short stacks.

now at this point, i remember the guy to my right saying something about a group chopping 12-handed, so i'm curious. i get the attention of the tournament director, and ask what the payout would be if we chop 10-handed.

i fold a hand...

"well, if you chop 10 ways, you'll all get $1680."

ZOMG, let's do it. 4th pays around 1400, and 3rd is 1800ish.

so i start asking around, and everyone seems cool with it....happy for that matter. even the lady to my right seems to think it's a good idea. this older asian guy w/a huge stack is even happy about the idea. sweet, ship the 1680 please.

and then you hear it.

i quiet little "no, i don't want to." from the lady to my left. WTF?!?!

"hey, i have over 100 thousand here, i don't want to chop."

so i start lobbying pretty hard.

"yeah, but you have to get 3rd to make more than that, and it's only a couple hundred."

"you don't get it, i'm a tournament player, it's what i do."

to which i'm like, "so the money isn't important to you at all."

"no."

"but we're all here for fun. you can make 9 other people really happy, and we can just go do something else."

and then she's like, "plus, first place is over 6k."

"but i thought you said the money wasn't important."

"well, it kind of is. look we're not even at the final table yet; you're not supposed to chop before the final table."

[censored] [censored] [censored] [censored] !!!!!!!!!

seriously, the blinds are like 1 gazillion/2 gazillion/500 at this point...i just don't get it.

i fold one more hand sadly, before an angel appears over my right shoulder.

she starts talking to the guy.

"these people all want me to chop, but i don't want to. i have over 100k chips here."

"well, what's the deal if you chop."

"1680, you think i should do it."

"yeah."

i'm getting exciting and routing the guy on.

"c'mon man, keep it up, you're talking her into it."

and then he's like, "hey, if you just chop, you can go ahead and play the 7 o'clock with me."

and finally, she agrees.

YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

i'm like, "awesome miss, you totally made my day. everyone here thanks you."

i thank her a few more times while congratulating everyone else, and the people rejoice.

by the way, it turns out that the average chip stack was only like 85k, so 100k didn't mean anything at this point. she definitely made the right choice.

now, i'm half drunk and tired, so i'm trying to think out a tip. i've been told 2-3% on a tourney, so i keep doing the math in my head. apparantly, 2% of 1600 is 80 in my head. i got it kind of backwards with the whole 8 and 16 thing.

i end up tipping 100, before realizing later that my math is way off. oh well, i heard that all the dealers get is $10 of the add-ons, so they don't really have much held out to take care of them. i feel comfortable with the 100 after all.

so i take my 1580 score, plus my brand new W2G irs form with me back to the room with a smile on my face the whole way.

i call my buddy and tell him we're going out to celebrate, he congratulates me, and i stop to play a little celebratory bj before i can get to my room.