Money where my mouth is

One of my father's day presents was a little cash to go play in a tournament at one of the local poker halls. There are two big ones in town (not to mention all of the bars and restaurants that have tournaments all the time). At some point I'm sure I'll become a club member at Full House Poker in downtown, but on Saturday, I'm going to play in a tournament at Royal Flush Poker (really creative names, I know), which is in a different part of Eugene.

The last tournament I played was when we were in SoCal for the kids birthdays and my father-in-law hosted a tournament for about 14 of us. I took second. I haven't played a casino/card house tournament since i took 17th at Pechanga, and that was long before I even moved up to Oregon.

Needless to say, I'm excited. I walked in and checked out the beginning of the tournament last Saturday, and there seemed to be about 50 or so people. At a $35 buy-in, the prize pool will probably only be around $1700, so first place will probably pay around 700. It would be pretty sweet to make the final table and be in the money again.

I posted the Mullets, because they have turned into my lucky hand. At Pechanga, I went all-in and was called by pocket aces. My pocket sevens held up when i hit a straight on the river, knocking out a very pissed off guy who had his aces cracked.

I also had a monster hand at a home tournament, I held the walking sticks and saw a flop with two other players. The flop came out 7-7H-QH. I slowplayed my quads, trying to keep the other two guys in, hoping they might both have a heart-draw. After the turn and river both brought hearts, I made a comment saying "one of us has the Ace of Hearts, one of us has the King, and one of us is full of crap". Both other players went all in, I called, and sure enough, I was right. One had the Ace of Hearts, one had the king, and I knocked out both flushes with my quads. It was beautiful.