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Former World Champ Bechtel was the first man out, when drawing at an 8-5 low, he caught a ten, finishing just a pip short of Longson's 9-8. Talented gaming author Michael Konik once wrote a story about Huck Seed entitled "The Adventures of Huckleberry Seed," a tale available in his excellent book The Man with the $100,000 Breasts (and Other Gambling Stories). The 1996 World Champion did look a bit like another famous Huckleberry, Finn, because he played the final table barefooted most of the time. NO SHOES, NO CARD SERVICE Although Seed began the final table as the chip leader, things can change in a hurry in any no-limit game, and by the time we had reached a key moment for Tom Sawyer's pal, we were at the $500 ante, $1,500-$3,000 blind level, and the chip counts had shifted to: Cunningham, 87k Seed, 64k Weitzman, 60k Longson, 119k Seed held the button, and raised to 9k. Longson, a former bracelet winner and long time high stakes player, raised 20k more. Seed thought for a few moments, and then moved all-in, a raise of 35k. With all of Seed's money in the pot, there were no more traps for Longson to set, and given the hand he eventually turned over, no real reads to try to make. Nonetheless, Longson shuffled his cards and considered for well over a minute before deciding to make the call. A MODIFIED SLOWROLL GIVES SEED A SLOW BURN Each player stood pat, and Longson turned over his pat 8-7 low, a monster hand in this game. For you hold'em players out there, this was the functional equivalent of taking a minute to decide if you wanted to call before the flop in a four-handed game while holding K-K. Seed angrily mucked his hand, angered I think not just because he had lost while holding an undoubtedly good hand, but because Longson's lengthy decision process had to have given Seed a fair amount of hope that his own hand was good. If there's an experienced Deuce player out there who isn't going to instantly call a 35k raise in an effort to win a 95k pot while holding not merely an 8-7 low but also still having 55k left in his stack in the event of disaster, I'd like to meet him. Remember, this is Deuce we're talking about. An eight-seven low is a rotten low in most high-low games, but in Deuce, it's the sort of hand Popeye the Sailorman would turn over AFTER having eaten his can of spinach. SEED STILL LEAVES WITH GRACE When added to the frustration Seed must have felt at yesterday's final table, when Johnny Chan risked his chip lead to call Seed's all-in semi-bluff while holding only top pair-weak kicker, I wasn't surprised to see Seed upset. Still, as one spectator shouted "Let's give him one more round of applause" as Seed was leaving the final table area, Seed turned around to acknowledge the applause with a wave. Seed had one small consolation, though he wasn't to know it. He was eliminated just before the stroke of midnight, and this tournament still had more than three and a half hours left in it. With $330,000 chips in play at the table, the three remaining players had plenty of chips to wait for the right moment, and wait they did, as crowd was "treated" to a nearly endless succession of "X raises, Y and Z fold" hands. When we hit the next break, the blinds moved to $2,000-$4,000, the antes remained at $500, and the chip count was approximately Cunningham, 100k Weitzman, 50k Longson, 180k Several hands into the new level, Cunningham, one of the few players in poker who stars in both money games and tournaments, and whose only "flaw" at the tender age of 25 is that he hasn't won as many tournaments as one might have expected, given the number of final tables he reaches, made it 12k to go from the button, and Weitzman called from the small blind. "MY HAND CAN'T BE THIS GOOD, CAN IT?" Weitzman wasn't quite pot-committed, but with only 21.5k left he was close, and each player drew one card. Weitzman moved in as soon as he saw his catch, and Cunningham called quickly, although he kept shuffling through his cards as though he thought he might have paired. After a brief time he realized he hadn't, and turned over an 8-6 low. Weitzman showed that he had made a ten low, a pretty strong hand in this game, but Cunningham's catch had been more bountiful, and we were heads-up. Boy, were we heads-up: three hours worth, it would turn out. The chip counts were virtually identical (Longson and Cunningham stopped to make a deal that reduced the difference between first and second prize money to $20,000: Longson, who had a few more chips, locked up $111,607, and Cunningham locked up $108,613. Neither of these gentlemen is exactly short on cash, and at any event other than the World Series, one might have expected play to loosen up considerably. It didn't, a tribute to the WSOP's unique nature and just how hard it is to push the ball over the goal line and win an event here. TORTURE RESERVED FOR MORE DESERVING RECIPIENTS I'm going to spare you the excruciating aspects of those final three hours, and just hit some highlights, because I torture my readers enough with my late night proofreading. Play was tight and almost exclusively of the "bet and take it" variety, although each player tried to trap the other by checking monster hands. On the 13th hand of heads-up play, Longson checked his 7-6 low to Cunningham, who didn't bite, and on the very next hand, Cunningham checked his 8-6 low to Longson, who didn't for the move either. As guest announcer Robert Williamson III was telling the crowd that "All trappers don't wear fur," the exchange of traps reminded me of the way that bluffers expect other players to bluff. The lead changed hands at least a dozen times during the battle, with each player in severe danger at least twice, only to come charging back. When we hit the next break, the blinds moved to $3,000-$6,000, and the antes to $1,000. Cunningham was taking his turn to be the endangered species at this break, because he trailed 239k-91k. THE BREAK IS A REAL BREAK The break turned out to be a break in more than one way, because from the way Cunningham started playing after he got a few minutes to think about how matters had been proceeding, it was clear he had made an adjustment in his game plan during the time away from the table. He grew much more aggressive, and had just barely moved ahead when Longson proposed that, with the game so even and the day so long (play had begun at noon), the players kick the stakes up a level, to $4,000-$8,000 blinds, and Cunningham agreed. As soon as Longson realized that he and Cunningham appeared to be of like minds on the matter, he proposed that they shift it up to $5,000-$10,000 instead, but Cunningham, whose young face probably has him getting carded in every bar he ever visits, decided that $4,000-$8,000 was enough of an adjustment for now. "AND LET'S MAKE LAY-UPS COUNT ONLY HALF A POINT" It might seem strange to people used to sports seeing players agree to rule changes: it's not like you see NBA players agreeing to three-minute overtimes instead of five because they're all tired. But these poker players are all playing on their own money, not money belonging to fans or employers, and none of the fans I saw in attendance minded the increased speed of the game: they wanted to see a result before Monday's tournament began, too. Cunningham continued his post-break rampage, and looked like he was getting ready to run over Longson when one of those little matters that separate poker from chess came up. With some decent money already in the pot, and after the draw, Longson bet 20k, only to see Cunningham make it 80k, enough to put Longson all-in. Longson called quickly with his 8-6, and Cunningham showed his own strong hand, 9-7. At this point, the players agreed to shorten the 90 minute rounds to 60 minutes, and that the next level would be $6,000-$12,000. Just in case you're really new at this, each player does have three other cards in all these "8-6 vs. 9-7" situations I'm discussing, but the highest low card in each player's hand decides the matter: if I really wanted to save space, I could have just said Longson showed an eight-low to Cunningham's nine. The other cards only come into play if the highest low cards are equal in rank, i.e., an 8-6 beats an 8-7, and an 8-6-4 beats an 8-6-5. THE MOMENTUM SWINGS HEAVILY IN LONGSON'S FAVOR One big hand had given Longson the lead back, and just as everything had been going Cunningham's way from the new round's start, now Longson could do no wrong. On one particularly dramatic hand, Longson made it 16k from the small blind on the button (SBB), which acts first before the draw but second after it. Cunningham raised back 40k more, and Longson flat-called the huge bet, making for a $116,000 before the draw. Although Cunningham's raise certainly seemed to indicate a lot of strength, there's this little thing you have in poker that you don't have in most other sports, called bluffing. Cunningham didn't stand pat, and he didn't draw one. He didn't even draw two. He drew THREE cards, which meant he might as well have been shouting "I was bluffing and I got called" at the top of his lungs. Longson drew one, Cunningham checked, and Longson checked behind him, showing his queen low. Cunningham mucked his hand. A number of spectators behind me and new guest announcer Daniel Negreanu started questioning the play, and although I thought I had it figured out, I asked Cunningham about it in the aftermath, and he confirmed part of what I thought while adding something I didn't know. CUNNINGHAM EXPLAINS WHY HE DREW THREE AFTER THE RAISE "I got caught bluffing, that was pretty obvious," the lanky Cunningham said. "The problem is, I can't stand pat and come out betting, because almost all of the time when you stay pat, you check, leaving the other guy to try to figure out where you are. A bet with a pat hand (it was king high) would have been a real gamble, because of that suspicion factor. I figured I was in huge trouble anyway, so I might as well gamble and see if I could pull off some sort of fantastic draw." Cunningham now owned only $80,000 of the $330,000 in play, and his slid continued. He had only 30k left after Longson moved all-in against his opening 20k raise, and Cunningham decided to save the 30 for a better situation. That better situation came on the very next hand, when Longson opened for 16k from the SBB, and Cunningham slid the remainder of his chips in, with Longson calling. Each drew one. Longson was drawing at 2-4-5-6 (strong but remember not a monster because a trey would give him a straight), and Cunningham at 3-4-7-8. LIFE FROM LIFELESSNESS Cunningham flipped his drawn card up first, and it was a queen. It wasn't promising, but far from hopeless, because he could win if Longson drew an A, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 or K. A six it was, and Cunningham had new life and about 70k. Four hands later, Longson again raised to 16k from the SBB, and again Cunningham moved all-in, this time with a total of 48k. Longson called. Cunningham stayed pat with what turned out to be a 9-8, Longson drew one at a 9-7, and missed. Cunningham was up to 98k. Two hands later, Longson again raised to 16k from the SBB, and we really did have déjà vu all over again, because again Cunningham moved all-in and again Longson called. Cunningham had another pat 9-8 (9-8-7-5-something), and Longson drew one at 9-6-5-3. Longson could win the tournament if he caught a 2, 4, 7, or 8, but he caught a jack, and now Cunningham was back in the lead, with almost exactly 200k. The clock ran out, and the blinds moved to the earlier agreed upon $6,000-$12,000, and the antes to $2,000. The gladiators played six relatively inconsequential hands, and then Longson raised it to 24k from the SBB, Cunningham called, and Longson stayed pat. Cunningham drew two cards, checked, and then faced a curious-looking 18k bet from Longson. "I HATE WHEN THEY DO THAT" "I hate when they do that," Negreanu whispered to me. "It almost forces you to give away money. I think if Allen is thinking this long, he probably caught a jack low." "You don't think he'd call with a queen?" I asked Negreanu. "No, I don't think he'd think that long with a queen," Negreanu responded. Cunningham finally called, and turned over J-7-5-4-2. I report my bad guesses as well as my good ones. Meanwhile, Longson had announced "good call," and showed that he'd stayed pat with a pair of eights in his hand, as well as a king. "I made two mistakes there," Longson said after the match. "It's the wrong time to try that move, and if I'm going to make it, I have to bet more than $18,000." Cunningham was privy to this discussion, and said "Yeah, I didn't like it, but you bet so little, I felt like I had to call." IT WAS INEVITABLE, MAYBE Longson's stack grew shorter by 30k on the next hand, when he called that amount from a Cunningham raise from the SBB, and then mucked after each drew one and Cunningham moved all-in. Longson had 80k left, but the way this match was going, it seemed inevitable that 80k would turn into 240k in about ten minutes. It looked like we were headed in that very direction on the very next hand, when Longson made it 24k from the SBB, and Cunningham moved all-in. Longson called. If he won, the match would be almost exactly dead even again. Each player drew one. Cunningham showed he was drawing to 9-8-6-5, and Longson showed that he was drawing to 10-7-5-3. Negreanu, a close friend of Cunningham's, told the crowd that if Cunningham could make his nine (only a 4, 3, or 2 would do it), Longson would be drawing dead, and the match would be over. A DEUCE WAS LOOSE Cunningham flipped over his draw card, and fittingly enough, it was a Deuce. Allen Cunningham had come back from a 10-1 chip deficit to win his second bracelet. It turned out he didn't need such a mighty card, because Longson had drawn a second ten, but it seemed right that a deuce should end the Deuce. I asked Longson afterwards why he was interested in kicking the action up to a higher level, and wasn't completely surprised by the answer. "It was a very long day," he replied. "I was tired, and that probably contributed to the mistake I made on that K-8-8 hand. It doesn't take too many mistakes in no-limit to make the difference. Plus, he's a great player, and I didn't mind gambling a bit more with him." Cunningham had said "I'm stunned" as he rose after the last hand, because it had been quite a comeback. "That was a lot of work for a $10,000 freezeout" (the $20,000 the two had left in play after their deal). But of course this was the World Series, and neither of these guys would have worked that hard for "a $10,000 freezeout," even though you or I might gladly do so. They wanted gold, especially Cunningham. WE SHOULD ALL HAVE SUCH PROBLEMS I'd spoken to Cunningham only a week or so earlier about the lone "problem" on his impressive resume, his relatively low wins to cashes ratio, and asked if he'd done anything different this time around. "I think I played pretty well today," Cunningham said. "I mean, most of the time I think I play well, usually better than the people I play against, although Jennifer and Mimi might have played better than I did at the final table of the $5,000 limit hold'em final. But I have made some mistakes in the past, maybe playing a little too passively. I don't think I played perfectly here, but very well, especially the last couple of tables. Heads-up, I might have made a couple of mistakes. Normally O'Neal is a cannon, but I got away with a few bluffs today that I don't think I would always get away with." Cunningham isn't exaggerating one bit how well he plays, and if we're to play at the same table in the Big One, there's only one table I want to see him at, the last one. I really wouldn't want to see him there, either, even though he such a nice guy. I'd only be willing to see him there because it would mean I'd be there too. Yeah, I know it's a long shot. This time of the year, if you don't dream, and you don't believe, you don't belong. Final Official Results, Event #32, $5,000 No-Limit Deuce-to-Seven Total Entries: 32 Total Rebuys: 34 Total Prize Pool: $320,400
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Seat |
Name |
Chips |
1 |
Paul McKinney |
$31,600 |
2 |
Jeff Pierce |
$21,900 |
3 |
Ram Vaswani |
$43,400 |
4 |
Dr. Max Stern |
$13,700 |
5 |
Anthony Critini |
$65,500 |
6 |
Dan Heimiller |
$51,800 |
7 |
Alan Boston |
$47,300 |
8 |
Don Zewin |
$12,800 |
A BRACELET MONOPOLY
The finalists had numerous WSOP cash-outs among them, but there
were only three bracelets at the table; Max Stern, a retired pediatrician
from Costa Rica, owned all of them.
On the third hand, Pierce, a local pro, went all in and survived
with two aces. Not much happened after that until hand 22. Paul
McKinney hadn't been able to pick up any hands and was in trouble.
On sixth street, he bet all in with 9-5-9-4-K-10. He hit a 10 to
make two pair on the river, but it wasn't enough. Anthony Critini,
who owns an insurance agency, had started with split queens and
ended up with Qs and 7s to leave the 77-year-old West Virginia poker
veteran in eighth place.
The chip count now looked something like this:
Critini, $73,000
Vaswani, $64,000
Pierce, $48,000
Boston, $41,000
Heimiller, $41,000
Zewin, $12,000
Stern, $8,000
SHORT-STACK TROUBLE
The two players starting with the shortest stacks were next to get
in trouble. Shortly after the game changed to hold'em, with $3,000-$6,000
limits, Stern, in the big blind, bet all in on the river with a
board of 9-3-A-10-K. Don Zewin had a king in the hole, but Stern
had two of them, and won handily. A few hands later, it was Zewin's
turn to be all in in the big blind, pretty helpless with K-4 against
Alan Boston's K-9. A 9 and three ladies were dealt, and Zewin collected
his seventh-place award of $8,120.
IS THERE A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE? NOT ANY LONGER
Dr. Stern hung around for a few more hands, surviving another all-in
encounter when he held A-8 and his 8 played against Critini's A-6.
On hand 40, Pierce raised and Stern re-raised for his last $500
with A-J. Critini held pocket aces, and when the flop came A-7-6,
the good doctor was drawing as dead as a cadaver.
A few hands later, Heimiller picked up a $48,000 pot when he smooth-called
after Critini raised from the button pre-flop and then again when
Critini raised after Heimiller bet a flop of Q-J-6. When an 8 turned,
Heimiller check-raised, then got Critini to pay him off on the river.
After picking up another pot, Heimiller briefly moved into a slight
lead again, moving ahead of Vaswani, about $80,000 to $75,000. Next
it was the turn of Critini to go all in. In a $45,000 pot, he put
in his last $3,500 with A-4, and his paired ace won it.
About 50 minutes into the hold'em round, Critini had moved into
a tie with Vaswani, followed by basketball handicapper Alan Boston,
while Heimiller had slipped back into last place. The rough count:
Vaswani, $70,000
Critini, $70,000
Boston, $58,000
Pierce, $55,000
Heimiller, $35,000
RAMMING WITH RAM
Suddenly, Vaswani caught fire and began ramming and jamming. He
re-raised Boston, then bet into a flop of A-7-3 and again on a turn-card
king. For a long time Boston studied and figured, as if he was handicapping
a ball game. After shaking his head and taking off his cap, he finally
shrugged, announced it was a 50-50 call and decided to fold. A hand
later, the same scenario. Vaswani re-raised Pierce from the small
blind, then bet a flop of Q-7-4, and Pierce folded. Suddenly Vaswani,
who owns numerous European titles, had piled up more than $100,000,
and kept going from there to $150,000 at the break..
A VERY BIG LAYDOWN
A couple of hands later, with a board of 5-4-3-8-2, Heimiller bet
and Critini raised. Heimiller looked at him sideways, considered,
then turned up pocket 8s and folded. "You folded trips?" Boston
asked in surprise. "Not good enough," Heimiller replied quietly.
He later said that against someone else, especially Vaswani, he
would have called. But he had to put a solid player like Critini
on a straight.
"BRING BACK STUD"
Pierce, meanwhile, was decidedly unhappy with the way the hold'em
action was going. Releasing his hand after Heimiller bet a flop
of 10-10-3, he was left with only about $15,000. "An hour and 20
minutes into this round," he said, glancing at the clock, "and I've
never even made it to fourth street." While he may have had the
fewest chips, Pierce certainly had the most inventory in front of
him. In addition to a bottle of water, he had a seven-day pill box,
a pencil, chapstick, a toothbrush and toothpaste. By the 5 o'clock
break, he didn't have much more than his pharmaceuticals. The count:
Vaswani, $150,500
Critini, $64,500
Heimiller, $57,500
Boston, $9,000
Pierce, $8,500
BROKE AT THE BREAK
Returning from the break, Boston immediately got broke. The game
was now stud, with $500 antes, $1,000 low card and $4,000-$8,000
limits. Starting with A-J/7, Boston had all his last $9,000 in the
pot by fifth street. On sixth street he had absolutely nothing and
had no outs except the door against Critini's two pair. Right after
that, Pierce stayed around a while by making a heart flush against
Critini's kings-up. Soon after, though, he started with split 7s,
went all in and ended up with 7s and 4s. Critini started with split
aces and made aces-up, and Pierce picked up his supplies and cashed
out for $16,240.
The count now stood at:
Vaswani, $150,000
Heimiller, $95,000
Critini, $45,000
DAN SETTLES FOR A PLAIN FLUSH
As play continued, and chips moved, Heimiller went into a downturn.
He was down to about $19,000 when he missed his draw to a royal
flush, but settled for a simple winning heart flush against Critini's
9-high straight. Immediately after, he made jacks full of aces to
take a pot from Vaswani, who made a 7-high straight, and took over
the lead with about $125,000 to Vaswani's $106,000. By the next
break, the count was:
Heimiller, $138,000
Vaswani, $109,000
Critini, $43,000
With hold'em limits now at $6,000-$12,000, time was running out
for Critini. He was left with only $6,000 after folding on the river
when Heimiller bet into a board of 5-3-2-7-Q. He built it back up
to $18,000, then went broke on a bad beat. Dealt J-7, he had two
pair on a board of 10-7-6-J against Heimiller's 8-5. But a river
4 gave Heimiller a straight and a lead of about $160,000 to $130,000
as he prepared for his final confrontation with his British adversary.
THE BATTLE IS JOINED
As the two finalists relentlessly pushed in their chips, the advantage
at first was to Heimiller. Then Vaswani closed the gap with a straight
flush, and then pulled ahead slightly after Heimiller folded on
the river after Vaswani re-raised with a board of 10-8-6-6. That
was his high-water mark in the heads-up match. Two hands later,
after folding one pot and losing to Heimiller's pocket queens on
the next, he was back down to about $65,000.
It wasn't quite over yet, though. In a curious scenario, Vaswani
bet into a board of 6-5-4-2. "How much do you have left?" Heimiller
asked. Vaswani moved his hands to show a couple of small stacks.
Heimiller raised, but then folded after Vaswani played back at him.
FIGHTING FOR EVERY FOOT OF GROUND
As the war went on, both players were reluctant to retreat. One
hour into the match, Heimiller still led, about $160,000-$130,000.
From that point on though, it all went Dan's way. After winning
a couple of pots, the second time again with queens, Dan had Ram
down to $40,000. Going on the offensive, he made Vaswani fold on
a flop of K-7-4, then again on the next hand, and suddenly Vaswani
had only $8,500 left.
That went all in on the next hand. Vaswani had the better hand,
A-8 to J-7 of clubs, but a jack on the turn ended it and gave Dan
Heimiller his first World Series bracelet and a much-needed boost
to his bankroll.
Final Official Results
Event #31, $2,000 1/2 Hold'em--1/2 Seven-Card Stud
Total Entries: 144
Total Prize Pool: $270,720
Finish |
Name |
Prize Money |
1 |
Dan Heimiller |
$108,300 |
2 |
Ram Vaswani |
$54,140 |
3 |
Anthony Critini |
$27,100 |
4 |
Jeff Pierce |
$16,240 |
5 |
Alan Boston |
$13,540 |
6 |
Max Stern |
$10,820 |
7 |
Don Zewin |
$8,120 |
8 |
Paul McKinney |
$5,420 |
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