A Good Old-Fashioned Rant
A fun one between John Monnette and Marsha Waggoner — complete with name calling and all. Monnette completed with the , and Waggoner called along with a six of her own, the .
Monnette: (x-x) / / (x)
Waggoner: (x-x) / / (x)
Monnette bet his lead all the way through sixth, and Waggoner called those three streets. Monnette checked the river, and Waggoner checked it back.
"Aces," she said as she tabled her hand. It read: / .
Without missing a beat, Monnette announced his "Aces up," and tabled / . He did indeed have aces up, but his hand was second-best.
The dealer grabbed Waggoner's cards and scooped them together, but she caught him. "Wait, can you spread those back out?" she asked. The dealer obliged, and now Waggoner realized the mistake.
"That's a flush," someone said. And Monnette lost it. He's a particularly sharp poker player, and that gives him somewhat of a short temper when others make mistakes at the table.
"Oh my f***ing god! She f***ing slowrolled me," he said as he spun out of his chair.
Waggoner is quite the lady, and she fired right back. "Excuse me? You're an idiot for saying that to me."
By now, Monnette was upset at everyone, and a few of the other players began to join in the debate.
"It wasn't mucked!" someone yelled at Monnette.
"That's because he (the dealer) didn't do his job!" Monnette answered.
"Is that really how you want to win a pot?" someone else asked.
"If she's too incompetent to realize what she has, then yes," Monnette snapped back.
It took a few more minutes for the situation to be pacified, and T.D. Charlie did an admirable job of explaining the ruling and calming everyone down. Essentially, once a hand is tabled, the cards speak. Waggoner gets the pot, and Monnette is none too pleased with that.
Player | Chips | Progress |
---|---|---|
Marsha Waggoner |
160,000
50,000
|
50,000 |
John Monnette |
105,000
-135,000
|
-135,000 |
|