Queens Can Beat Kings ... But Not Aces

Day Two of the Big Dance: When I picked up aces on my second hand, I liked it. Raised to three times the big blind and got no callers. Two hands later, pocket kings; again, no action, just the antes and the blinds, but that's OK, I was going in the right direction.

Three hands later, pocket aces again! This time I got a little play, but not much. I did think this may be my day with such a nice early rush. And then our table broke and I moved to a new table. As I looked around to see if I knew any of them, I did a double-take when I looked at the player two to my right. He looked so much like my son, Doug that I asked him if he would remove his sunglasses for just a moment. Good, it wasn't Doug, not at all, but the profile with sunglass certainly was a resemblance.

For the next two hours, I was card dead -- go figure! I made a move on the button with K-8 of spades. The big blind called. The flop came with two spades. He checked, I made a continuation bet, he moved in, I didn't have to think for long. This hand put me down to about $12,000.

An hour later, my son look-alike raised from early position. I had pocket queens and moved in. He didn't have to think for a second; he couldn't call me fast enough with his pocket aces. "Queens Can Beat Kings", but they didn't beat aces. (see my book "Queens Can Beat Kings" on my web site: www.susieisaacs.com. That's it for me and the 2008 WSOP, boo-hoo. I actually was less upset than usual because I knew I had played my best game; it just wasn't good enough this year. Now on to the Orleans Open.