Last night I went to a local bar and played in a poker tournament they were having through the amateur poker series. The first tournament of the night was NL holdem and about 40 people showed up. With only 3 tables, it was looking to be a long night.
Toward the end of the first hour of play, I finally got hand, a pair of black jacks. Under the gun, I raised 4x the BB to $400. Everyone folded to the BB, who called. The flop brought a JK3 with two hearts. The BB threw in three $100 chips. I threw in two $100 chips along with a $1000 chip. I said nothing. He told me that I had to say 'raise' if I wanted to raise. I told him that I did not have to say 'raise' in this situation, only if I was tossing in a single overchip. He proceeded to argue with me. At first I held my ground, but after asking the dealer, who was very quiet, I decided to let it go, but this guy did not. I told him I have been playing this game for 20 years in Vegas and no one plays like this. He started getting very angry and asked me to settle this outside. At this point I asked the dealer to remove the player. She finally called over to the dealer at the next table and asked him if I had to say 'raise' when tossing in multiple chips. This dealer knew his stuff and backed me. My dealer was new, and was friends with the irate man. The guy finally folded, I took the pot, and we went on break.
On break, a dealer I knew came over and he overheard me talking to my dealer about the situation. It turns out he was also friends with the irate man, but he asked me what happened and proceeded to find the guy and give him a 10-minute penalty. It was nice to see that even though he was friends with the guy, he knew that to keep their business out of trouble, he had to do the right thing. While the guy was serving his penalty, other players at my table told me that the guy was wrong for acting the way he did.
I went card dead for the rest of the holdem tournament and busted out, out of the money, but in time to enter the Omaha tournament starting up.
The Omaha tournament was good. Many of the players did not know how to play. The guy to my right kept misreading his hand, but in a bad way. He kept thinking he lost while I had to point out that he won. Five hands in a row this happened, except for the fifth hand, in which he could read that he had quad-aces by himself. I managed to make the final four, when my flopped trip-jacks got busted on the turn by trip-aces. The guy to my right went on to win the tournament.
I am looking forward to playing again on Thursday. This time I hope to not have any threats against me, and win one of the two tournaments. Check back on Friday for my results and any interesting stories that always seem to find me when I play poker.
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