Home games are where the vast majority of people get their first taste of poker. This could be from an early age playing for pennies with older relatives, or a get together with a few mates and a proper chip set. I have played in a few home games, with fellow poker players and other friends alike.
The first home game I can remember participating in was between a group of friends from the University of Kent Poker society. Being the one with the chip-set I ended up hosting a small £10 tournament in my student house. Cramped round a tiny table with a mishmash of chairs and drinks I seem to recall the night passing without any major event. Despite what my chipstack looks like in the picture, I don’t think I won. Some took it more seriously than others (*cough* sunglasses) but a good time was had by everyone.
Another occasion was at the beginning of my Year Abroad in Germany in autumn of last year. I was gutted to not have that many opportunities to play while I was abroad, so when a french classmate of mine piped up that she had a poker chip-set in her room, well my ears certainly pricked up.
What followed was one of the most surreal moments of my year abroad so far. I was sat at the head of a table with seven other students, all of which were from different countries. There was a strong French contingent, along with Polish, Slovenian, German…the list goes on. The game went on until the early hours in the morning, by which most of those new to the game had either been eliminated, or had simply donated their chips to someone else. The night ended 3-handed with me as the chip-leader, and sadly, there was no Day 2.
Finally, let me talk about a home game which happened this week, and was the primary reason of writing the blog about them this week. I was in the kitchen casually eating my dinner, when my flatmate and a couple of friends burst into the kitchen with the words, “Oh Will plays poker. That’s right isn’t it?” A short while later there was an American, a Greek and an Englishman playing poker round the kitchen table (I’ll let you finish the joke). And as you can see from the picture, I won all the beans.
Home games are great to learn the game or to enjoy the company of fellow players. I honestly don’t mind having to shuffle all the time, or remind players to put their blinds out, or (and this happens more often than I expected) the fact that 4-5-6-7 does not make a straight. We were all beginners once, and I’m happy to play with others who want to learn the game