WS III Game 10 Results
The Fist is the only 4th Streeter in a one man crew, and last night he was a one man wrecking crew as he tore his way through the Castle to his 2nd 4SPT win.
It was the perfect storm at the Final Table with C-Mint, Storm, and Cheyenne making up the Final 3. It was here at the Castle's table 1 that Cheyenne earned the Fist moniker when he put a bad beat on the Storm with C-Mint calling out the new nickname. After battling back from an almost insurmountable chip lead, the Storm pulled to even with his nemesis. Pocket Queens is a monster heads up unless the Fist is holding Pocket Kings.
Thanks to King Richard for hosting.
Final Table
1. Fist - $280
2. Storm - $120
3. C-Mint - $80
4. Drop It - $40
5. Sir Pick
6. Alek?
7. Ivan
8. Dog's
The Rest
9. Cooler
10. First Lady
11. Slim
12. King
13. High Noon
14. Jun
15. Pibb
16. Eastwood
17. Richie
18. Most
19. Silky
20. G
21. Wou
22. Factor
23. Will Count
24. Machine
25. AL
26. Scrubs
Damn, Cheyenne. I guess taking off some time did wonders for you. Congrats again. Close to two-in-a-row. Nice work.
Posted by: Drudus Pullo | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 09:09
you go from 1st to 2nd worst to 1st in 3 weeks. Nice job Cheyenne! Are we going to get a poker corner article from you now? Also, were is everyone else's with multiple wins articles at(myself included)?
Posted by: the cooler | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 09:19
There is nothing like a good fisting.
Posted by: The Canadian Mint | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 09:32
Mint, while you may have enjoyed your fisting, i believe the first family got fisted enough last night to last a lifetime. well played cheyenne.
Posted by: jamie | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 09:39
Well done, Cheyenne!
Posted by: Ivan | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 10:05
Season 3 Results:
Mentones - 4 Wins
WSD's - 3 Wins
Of course, that's presuming we've kicked Eliot out again.
Fist, you're an animal.
-G-
Posted by: Shock G | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 10:35
G - Thats also presuming I've taken Eliot back. For the record - he may have come up with the name but I think Im the Mentones Founder....thanks to all for the congrats, it does feel good to get #2. Storm - it was a solid battle which could have gone either way after you caught up.
Posted by: Fist | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 11:25
Congratulations, buddy! You're a freaking champion! A true Mentone if there ever was one, but far from a toned man. Also thanks to Richard for hosting. Along with Jeff and Jenn, Richard has taken the brunt of the hosting duties, and should be commended for it. Cheers!
I've been thinking, and I've got an analogy if anyone is interested. You know when you're out drinking/clubbing/whatever and you just got a sweet piece of ass last weekend so you're kind of riding high, thinking you're the bomb, so you approach a few girls but you don't want to put yourself out there too much cause it'll kill your false bravado if you get shot down? But you do it anyway and you get shot down but you remember that last week you did the same thing and you stuck with your game and you nailed that petite, bitchy brunette you'd always dreamed of? All of a sudden, you see a 3c5c and she's looking back at you like 'hey, i'll get naked in the men's room right now if you want' so you see a flop and lo and behold she gets naked and you've doubled up! Wheeeeeheeeew! Feelin' good, yeah! You ARE the pimp you thought you were, right?! But then you look to your right and it's the 22 yr-old latina you've been secretly in love with for a month, and you look her in the eyes and go all-in with your A9o and she insta-calls with a weak AJo and walks away dragging your confidence through the beer-stained floor without even so much as a smile. As you gather what little is left of your manhood and prepare to leave, you realize you've got some balls left so you figure your A7o might be good for a late night romp at the Lost and Found, but the 1010 you approached pours her beer on you cause she's got a deep stack and she wants nothing to do with a scrub like yourself, and you're out the door and you don't even say goodbye to the bartender?
That's what it's like when you win a 4SPT game and you bust out the next week.
Posted by: Most, The | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 12:51
Fistman....Well done. You scare me. Leave me alone. Sleep must have been sweet last night.
Stormer: No mojo dojo brojo. \\\"Thats a shame\\\" you didn\\\'t win... Don\\\'t woory about not saying goodbye. C-Mint, Fist, K-Richard and I helped with the chairs and tables. Maybe next time, eh?
Posted by: Pick | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 12:57
Good work Cheyenne. I can't beat you. Can't believe you had KK against my QQ heads up. Even after crying myself to sleep last night I'm still not over it. Sorry to Collins and anyone else for not helping out. I was busy trying to find my balls after the thunderous ball-kicking administered by that Tuff-Gong, Fist-Fucking bad ass Cheyenne. Thanks for pointing it out though Johnny to make a guy feel shittier...good work by you.
Posted by: Storm | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 13:46
If anyone can make someone feel BETTER about their own life (besides Max, of course), it's obviously Johnnie.
I wake up everyday on say to myself: "Damn, my life sucks. Well, at LEAST I'm not John Collins." It really helps, Storm. Think you should give it a whirl.
-G-
Posted by: Shock G | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 14:45
Good win Cheyenne!! Very solid play. Your game has definitely gotten better since I've been gone.
On a side note:
Shock G, Storm, Max and even Mr. Pick (although you do have a good point), what's up with all the in fighting? Just yesterday, I was thinking that I would sell my soul (or maybe it was my broken iPod) to be back in with the Legendary WSD. What happened? The passive aggression is going rot the squad from the inside out until all that's left is a moldy decaying shell of what used to be a 4th street super power. I'm not sure if I want back in if this is the way it's going to be. Of course, if there's still a space for me, I'm available.
Posted by: Eastwood | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 17:14
sounds like it was a great nite cheyenne, wish I could have been there, but I had a first of my own........First out, life really sucks, fill me in with the details next week.
Posted by: scrubs | Friday, February 16, 2007 at 21:46
Like I said, "My life may really suck....but at least I'm not Scrubs!!"
-G-
Posted by: Shock G | Saturday, February 17, 2007 at 10:14
You're an OG Degen, Trem. You never left. We embrace you with open arms. And Gerrit embraces you with his open cold sore.
Huge tits to Fist and The Big Brain for keeping it real. On another note, getting bounced before 9:00pm is not cool, and I don't recommend it to anyone.
Posted by: Al | Tuesday, February 20, 2007 at 12:22
-G- my only solice for last fweek was the fact that al followed me out the door in quick fashion hope we're at the same table at least briefly, YOUR GOIN DOWN.
Posted by: scrubs | Tuesday, February 20, 2007 at 16:39
The difference between my cold sore and other player's cold sores?
My cold sore ooozes Point Leads.
Scrubs, love ya baby. How bout a t-shirt and a pair of pants without a rope this week, huh? Ha.
Trembles, got nothin but love for ya. Pick and Max, though?....That's another story. I never really liked them all that much to begin with. They smell......like has-beens. Very sad.
-G-
Posted by: Shock G | Tuesday, February 20, 2007 at 17:23