Final Table

Drop sees a strong lamma contingent as four Lamma representatives step up to fly the flag for the island. All four make the final two tables but then Bam! Bam! Bam! three drop out.

Big Jim racked up an early stack whilst triping up early doors. He lets it slide away a little before succumbing as the final table beckons. Moocher looks to make the final table two times in a row and he gets his money in good. Pocket 8s against 75s allin preflop. It wasn't to be and he crashes out with anothe badbeat tale to add into his growing library. Phillberto doesn't see much action and get caught with his hand in the cookie jar with the blinds growing and gets put allin by the Bigblind and has to fold. With a decimated stack I end up getting the last of it in with KQ against A3.

Bigshot with a shortish stack with ferry time approaching gets it all in over and over again but doesn't get called and he ends up forgetting that ferry and taking his increased stack to the final table. With five qualifying and only six left on the table he is frantically trying to keep track of chip-stacks. On the final hand he is just in fifth place by a mere hundred chips or so. When his opponent goes allin he knows a blind steal will be enough to push him out of the final table. He calls and with Kx he is favourite - he catches a King and he makes it.

Offers of a post match cash game are offered by Mr Cocksure of earlier mention (Brendan). Both Bigshot and I pass as for that week. He has a ferry to catch and I have a small matter to attend to namely that I catch up on some zzzzz's with the imminent arrival of baby number two and by 9.04 the next morning I have a small pair which soon ends up in a full house.