Small Step
Well... over the last week, I've finally got Jeanne playing (& appreciating) poker. It's been a long, uphill battle, as she fought through stereotypes, preconceived notions about the game and players, and difficulties with the rules (dealer's choice), probabilities, and the betting. I've played with her family for years, but she's always chosen to sit it out and watch over the kids. I've known for almost 10 years now that she would make one hell of a poker player, she can read me like a book, whether or not there's a game between us, she was born with an intuition that just plain freaks me out sometimes, and she loves pissing off her big brother, with whom we play many of our games.
I tossed her some chips a couple weeks back and talked her into playing a few hands to get a feel for it. Her mom had the big stack, her brother & I were in the middle, and Dad was struggling after a long expensive game of baseball. After a few instructive hands of TH & 7card, I could see the walls start to crumble...
Big Stack
Fast-forward a couple weeks to this last, New Year weekend, where Jeanne owned the table, repeatedly beat her brother down with no end to the trash-talk, and served as my bankroll as I went broke time and time-again by traditional poor new-years-eve-type judgement. I've created a trash-talking, check-raising, wheeling, dealing, 7-card stud-loving monster... couldn't be prouder. :)
Now to work on the etiquette & get her in shape for the big-time...
Print | posted on Sunday, January 01, 2006 10:07 PM