My First Blonde Bash

People started making their way to the card area for some sngs to pass the time. I was on a table with Pokerdave69, Scottish Dave, The Nun, 4dam, Drinkstella, Skippyskip, Teacake to my left and The Tank to my right. There was definitely one more whose name I don’t recall and I think I may have forgotten someone completely. It was a tenner to play. I just played my normal game trying not to embarrass myself and be the first out. Skippy saved me that honour as he exited fairly quickly. Pokerdave eventually amassed a massive chip stack knocking a few people out and looked like he might get some more cash to add to his fourth from the night before.

Before I knew it he’d blown all his chips and there were just three of us left, Teacake, Drinkstella and myself. I was pleased cos at least I’d got my money back. Teacake and I had woefully small stacks and Drinkstella was in a position to really dominate us. I managed to pick up KK in the big blind and was relishing the prospect of doubling up ad letting DS knock out TC to make second. TC folded and DS put me all in for m the sb. I couldn’t move my chips in quick enough, as he turned over A2. Excellent I though no ace and I’m sorted as a singe two came on the flop but I still didn’t see any danger. The 2 on the turn wasn’t very pleasant and the Ace on the river just compounded my misery!! So near yet so far.

With that part of the day over people started coming over for the hundred comp. I found Tikay and asked him what the arrangements were for the update and he told me that there were too many non-blondes to make it worthwhile. So I was left with the prospect of a whole evening doing absolutely naff all, which didn’t thrill me too much. Dave had decided not to ply either so we were trying to sort out something to do. He had already picked up a large amount of cash from the machines and was enjoying the casino too much to leave. I thought about joining Ironside on his excursion but decided to give it a miss as the only time I visited such an establishment I spent the equivalent of the yearly budget of a small African country.

Managed to find Cupcake and sat down with him by the bar. It didn’t take me long to realize that although he did extremely well in the WSOP last year he wasn’t some kind of poker superstar. He’s a really good guy who has some very interesting opinions, lots to say and some great stories to tell. I could say plenty more but I think I’ll leave it at that.

Dave must have stepped in something at some point during the weekend as he kept coming over with more winnings, this time from the roulette machines. Lucky git.

Before I knew it it was nearly midnight and I was knackered so John and I wandered back to the hotel, checked the bar for anymore blondes of which there were none, and went to bed after another long day.