I WAS PISSED
I felt a wave of anger across my body. I finally resigned myself to attempt to play my best. I also realized that I was only into it at this point $20.00 or so. Hell, I eat that much in a sitting at Old Chicago.
I noticed the dealers were adept, capable and actually quite good at keeping the game going. I also noticed that my table was pretty tight which is unusual for a re-buy tournament.
The first interesting hand came up at the second level with the blinds at 50/100.
I was in the small blind (SB) with KQo. A raise was announced by an early position (EP) player for 1k. Now when someone raises so much this early in a tournament, usually one of two things is going on. Either the player does not want a call or he is doing what is called “Leveling” or trying to play the “Metagame”.
Leveling is basically trying to figure out what other players are thinking you are doing. So, level 1 is what am I doing. Level 2 is what the other player is doing. Level 3 is what I think you are doing. Level 4 is what I think you think I am doing. Level 5 is what you think I think you are thinking of doing. It can get quite high when watching high stakes player playing.
In this instance, I had to think about what he/she was doing. So, let’s go over what I did know. Second level of a rebuy tournament. Rebuys are only $20.00. Not much action at the table. 10x raise from early position. Normally, I attribute such a raise as someone NOT wanting a call. With that in mind and knowing that it was a rebuy tournament, I popped it another 1k. My thought on a 4 bet was to attempt to define my opponent’s hand to a narrower range. Secondary, was to get the big blind to fold.
The EP thought for a few and just called.
I knew at this point that he was probably not on AA or KK as I think he would have 5 bet me all in. I also moved him off of AK as I also thought he would have shoved (shove is a term for going all in or “shoving” ALL your chips to the middle).
The flop comes down K,8,9. While this seems like a “BINGO” flop for me, I did not like the connectedness of it. There were too many hands in his range that the 8,9 would have connected with. I also knew that if my read was off and he had AK, I was hosed.
The EP checked to me. At this place, the EP only had about 2.4k in front of him. With over 4k in the pot, I thought this was an odd move. While he had about 24 blinds in front of him, I was expecting a shove.
I tanked for a while. Tank means “think” and finally shoved, thinking I could just pick up the pot.
EP snap calls. A snap call is an instant announcement of a call. This usually leads to a sinking feeling of being completely dominated.
I flip over my KQo and much to my surprise, he rolls over AQd, I was surprised because only one diamond was on the flop. Now, up to this point, I had not shown down any hands and had only been involved in a few hands with nothing past the turn. I thought this was an extremely loose call.
Once the cards were situated for an easy read. The turn came the 8d. CRAP CRAP CRAP. I now had to dodge 9 diamonds that were still in the deck. Sure enough the King of diamonds came out. I reached into my back pocket to pull out a $20.00 for a rebuy.
The dealer then announced that I had a full house.
Full house beats a flush.
I sideswiped my front pocket with my hand that was reaching for my wallet so that any astute observer would think that I was only pulling my sweat rag out to wipe my brow.
I had some chips now. I had stack. How was I going to use my stack as a weapon?