Week 13 -- Theme
Small to Large, Large to Small
Sitting down at this big round table, where there are seven other people all ready sitting. Each of us has a stack of poker chips in front of us. Everyone starts with the same amount of chips, so all stacks are equal. The stacks begin to get smaller as the first two people to the left of the dealer has to place bets in front of them, they are referred to as the big and little blinds.
Now the cards start flowing around the table. Everyone gets their first two cards. Some of us decide to bet on our cards and others just throw their cards in and decide not to bet. Some of the chip stacks get smaller as the players bet their cards. The next three cards are flopped on the table. Serious, poker faces begin to take form. Okay some chip stacks get yet smaller as the pot in the middle of the table grows. Again some people bet, and others just throw their cards in. Now the turn card is turned up. Some facial expressions change, yet others stay unchanged. Chip stacks get smaller, the pot in the middle gets bigger. Now for the last card, the river card, some one will be happy as they will win the pot in the middle of the table. Now the final betting begins, down to three people, bet, raise, bet. The hands are shown, three of a kind, straight, eight to Queen, feeling confident, Shit, he has the larger straight, nine to the King. All those chips in the middle of the table certainly made his stack larger.
The game continues, round and round, some stacks get smaller and some stacks get larger. Oh My, no chips left, you are out of the game. Guess you should have played your cards differently. The game continues, the players drop out one by one, sometimes even two at a time lose all of their chips. No Chips, No Play. I am excited as I am still in the game. My chips have gone from small stack to large stack, back to small stack, then on to large stack. Things are getting more intense as we are getting down to only three players. The guy on my right has a small stack, I have more than him, but not as large a stack as the guy to my left.
Okay lets continue and get this game over with. Cards are flowing, bets are made, chips are up and chips are down. Okay, finally a good hand. I decide to take on the guy to the right with the small stack. Yeah!!! I get all of his chips, my stack looks better, but the guy to my left still has a little larger stack than mine. We play a few more hands, stacks get larger and stacks get smaller. Finally, we decide just to call it a draw and just split the winnings.
1 Comments:
This is also very much week 11--when words mean something beyond themselves. Life can be certainly seen as a game, even a game of hold-em. I don't think we all start with the same number of chips, god knows, but this certainly is an inevitable truth: "We play a few more hands, stacks get larger and stacks get smaller."
To me, that's the real last sentence, and I'd drop the current last one--because in life, we do not call it a draw and we do not split the winnings....
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