Final Table: The Ace

I had a bad feeling about the semi-final table, and my hands confirmed it as soon as I sat down. I was never able to get into the action and every time I bought a cheap flop, nothing good came up. My stack was short and it would have gotten shorter very quickly because of the high blinds. In a situation like this, I don’t like to let myself get weaker waiting for a good hand; I rather prefer to risk everything as soon as I get a decent hand. Perhaps if I doubled my stack as soon as possible, I would have had the chance to fight on equal terms with most of the players still in game, and hopefully have had an advantage at the end of the semi-finals. When I saw a pocket pair of 6’s, the dealer was directly on my left hand side and all the players on my right hand side folded. A pair of 6’s was a decent hand compared to the others I had had. It was the right time to spin the wheel and change the fate of my tournament in one case or another. It wasn’t the best hand to do it with, but it had to be done. I went all-in. I wanted the dealer to call and indeed he called with A-Q offsuit. Not too bad, I still was ahead with about a 54% chance of winning after all. However my chances got very low when the flop showed an A. The pair of aces won after river and I was out! Ironically enough, the same guy got kicked out by the champion who made a full house from a pair of 6’s! Moral of the story, a pair of aces made a fool of the “Ace”…