Where I'm From, We Call That A "Tool"

One of my Above Malibu cohorts, Mullansky, played WSOP Event No. 3, $1500 Pot-Limit Holdem. He busted 215 out of 1200 when he got his 35 BB stack in holding a set versus an overpair, and the overpair spiked a set on the river. (He now owes all of you a dollar, but there's no joint and several liability on this so don't try to come collect it from me.)

His bust-out was not the major disappointment of the tournament though. This was:

Maybe about 10 hands later I pick up AKs in early position and raise Doyle's BB. Everyone folded including Doyle who flashed the hammer. I was tempted to tell Doyle that's no way to play the hammer, but I thought better of it.

By "thought better of it", Mullansky must mean "had a brain fart", because I can think of nothing better than to teach a legend of poker something new about the game. To top it off, Mullansky later had the chutzpah to send Doyle to the rail.

As the ever-sharp Ugarte said, "What a dick."