Everything I have learned in life, I got from…playing Poker.
No, I didn’t really get everything from Poker, my parents taught me how to play Old Maid. Several years ago, some friends turned me onto this little phenomenon called Texas Hold’em. I jumped in head first playing in every game I could be a part of, home games, casinos, online, video…you get the picture. I loved this game for the pure essence of playing against people, and because I had a knack for it. Whether we were playing for nickels or hundreds, it made no difference to me. I played enough that I started winning something almost every time I sat down at a table.
I had an opportunity to play in a tournament in Binion’s a couple of years ago, before every casino had daily tournaments. Now, for you non-poker playing readers, “Binion’s’ is slang for Binion’s Horseshoe Casino, or simply The Horseshoe. It is a hotel and casino located in downtown Las Vegas, Nevada on what is now the Fremont Street Experience. It was the birth place of the WSOP (World Series of Poker) in 1970. It will forever be known as the Mecca of Texas Hold’em.
This was the first time I had played in a tournament this large and I was severely intimidated by the locals, the sharks and the whales. In this arena, I believed I had a better chance of winning the lottery than beating anyone in this tournament. I had been playing for about 6 hours when I started to look around and realize that there were a lot of players that had been eliminated and that there were very few tables left. About that time, a player sitting next to me looked at my chip count, and said “you have enough to sit through five more tables and just blind out.” I hadn’t really taken the time to look around and compare my chip count to the others. When I did, I was by far the chip leader in the room. That lump in my throat came back.
A couple hours later, the Casino Boss made an announcement that we would be taking a 10 min break and would come back to one final table. When we returned, we were all ushered to the Main Event table. These tables have mounted cameras above, around, and underneath. This is the table you now see on TV in various Poker tournaments. As the action started back up, it was clear that most of the players seated at the table had been there many times before. There was a lot of trash talking and a lot of harsh words being traded between players. I sat that quietly, dumping every hand that I was given in the hopes that the others would knock each other off and my large chip count in front of me could somehow become transparent.
As I watched tempers flair, chairs being thrown and players leave in disgust, my solitary thought was…I hope I don’t make a stupid move and show the 200 people watching that I am an…AMATUER. My hands were shaking so bad I had to force them flat against the table so it wouldn’t be so obvious that I was out of my element.
Finally…it was just me and “MING, the Merciless. That’s right, the evil emperor from Flash Gordon (see pic).
We went head to head for the next hour, him trying to not to give me any advantage and me hoping I could summons the spirits of the great legends and they would guide me. I got dealt a pair of queens, and decided to make a move. He placed a 3x bet, I responded by rising. He re-raised. I went ALL IN. He called.
I was delighted with my queens when he revealed his pair of 10’s.
The Flop: 7 10 K
I died inside.
The Turn: 4
The River: Q
I leaped 40 stories inside and about 1ft in front of everyone. lol
Now, this was one of those days I will always remember and look upon as if I won a gold medal in the Olympics. I didn’t, but with the exception of the Wheaties contract, I felt the same joy.
My life lesson?
Keep your head down and stay focused on your game. Let your competition take each other out. When you look around, you’ll have a nice chip count and a shot at something even bigger. In this case, the winning was the grand prize, the prize money…it was nice too.

Posted by lmorrow2
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