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This is not going to end well....

 

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And then it happens.....

I don't need to educate anyone here on how fast things can change in MTT's.

I get in a hand & flop the nut low & wheel draw. Bet, call.

Turn brings me the wheel & nut flush draw in spades. Bet again, he 3 bets, & in a flash all the chips are in the middle.

He has the wheel too, so we both have half the pot locked. 1 of us will get three quarters, one of us a quarter.

I just need to swerve a 6, unless it's the 6 of spades, as he has a 7 high straight draw. If the 6 misses & the spade misses I get three quarters. A spade gives me three quarters too.

It's a red 6, & suddenly my lovely stack is decimated & I have to settle for a quarter, & I'm down amongst the dead men...

This is not going to end well....

I continue to accumulate chips, & pretty soon I'm north of 80,000...

A chap named TSZ Philip Shing joins us now. Good posture & body language & supremely confident, but never speaks a word.

I Hendon him & not surprised to see he's a bit of a hottie.



https://pokerdb.thehendonmob.com/player.php?a=r&n=440560

The first few levels go rather well. Plenty of playable hands, & I was feeling strangely confident & self assured.

I make a few decent calls, am surprisingly & unusually aggro, & almost before we've started, the first break is on us. Average stack is 38,000 & I'm just shy of 60,000 in 11th place.

He's a horribly abrasive & small-minded man who dislikes me, & the feeling is distinctly mutual. And I know it will soon kick off between us, despite my best intentions not to get involved in any bad blood at the table. He's the sort who can start an argument in an empty room & we have a lot of history.

Early doors & we play a small pot which is checked down, it's a chop & the Dealer splits the pot.

3 hands later he suddenly complains that the Dealer short-changed him by 100 chips. Imagine starting an argument over 100 chips....

I have no idea if he's right or wrong, nor does anyone else, but he's getting very agitated now. I cba with all this & toss him a 100 chip across the table with a bit of a cutting comment, "there you go sunshine, happy now?" sort of thing. He gives me the mother of all dead eyes & I know trouble is brewing...

But not a problem, as he tilts off his entire stack the very next hand with an inexplicably poor play & he's history. I just about resist the temptation to give him a send-off.

Only recognize 1 player at my table, Ivo Donev, who I know from 20 years or more ago.

He has a few dozen WSOP cashes & a WSOP Bracelet which he won in 2000. He's also a Chess whizz, an "International Master" or somesuch. Lives in Austria but is a Bulgarian. That's him in the blue, next to the Dealer.


https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivo_Donev

https://pokerdb.thehendonmob.com/player.php?a=r&n=71

Bump into a couple of familiar faces before we start, Rob Price & Pete Wigglesworth.