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On June 10th, I was unlucky enough to be sent packing from the Ladies Event at the 07 WSOP losing a flopped Ace high Flush to an all in call who caught her full house on the river. As I was walking out, with my head down trying not to cry, (I know there's no crying in poker) I was lucky enough to actually bump into this very nice gentleman. I apologized and then saw who it was. After a momentary lapse of speech, I introduced myself and proceeded to, basically verbally throw up all over him with my bad beat tale of woe. He was absolutely the nicest guy. He listened to my bad beat story, and even laughed when I asked him if he had ever had a beat so bad he wanted to cry. (not one of my finer moments). He walked with me talking about poker and greeting people and talking to me about how he was doing in the WSOP events. He truly was a wonderful person and actually took the sting out of my bad beat!
I find it even more ironic that this man who I have watched play and have always thought was a wonderful gentleman in a field of not so gentlemanly players won his next WSOP bracelet on my 45th birthday, June 18th. Congrats Hoyt, I'm not sure if you read these posts, but if you do. I'm the crazy lady in the cowboy hat who mistakenly said you were from Texas, when I know you're a Bama boy. Go get 'em.
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