Tuesday, March 04, 2008
BuddyDank Radio
Ok so there's a very real possibility that I will be joining BuddyDank and others on BuddyDank Radio tomorrow night during the Mookie and the Dookie. I'm excited and so should you. Join us tomorrow night as I make my debut and try not to make an idiot out of myself. At least do well enough to get myself reinvited. We can only hope. And there will be confirmation to this spot when I get it. So just pray for me. Or whatever your religion allows. Peace.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Hawkeye
I did have real thoughts, and a real post to produce for my non-readers. But instead I decided that a bottle of Hawkeye, some Mountain Dew, and some Wii Golf would be a better use of my time.
I've been very busy lately. I've joined the Campus Newspaper here. Its alright but I'm a little rusty with writing for a newspaper, as opposed to writing here or for fun. They teach you to write for newspapers by only using two to three short sentences per paragraph.
I had a sociology test today. It's pretty hard stuff if you're not paying attention. Hell, I pay attention in class, and I still had to do a pretty good amount of studying. Time will tell what my grade on that one is.
I've played a lot of blackjack lately, heads up against the dealer when I can find an empty table. I played six shoes the other night on $30 at a $5 min table, and made $50. It was more fun than anything, relearning my basic strategy.
That and I'm trying to figure out if I can make it to SXSW over spring break. I could use the time in the warm weather. That's all for now. Peace.
I've been very busy lately. I've joined the Campus Newspaper here. Its alright but I'm a little rusty with writing for a newspaper, as opposed to writing here or for fun. They teach you to write for newspapers by only using two to three short sentences per paragraph.
I had a sociology test today. It's pretty hard stuff if you're not paying attention. Hell, I pay attention in class, and I still had to do a pretty good amount of studying. Time will tell what my grade on that one is.
I've played a lot of blackjack lately, heads up against the dealer when I can find an empty table. I played six shoes the other night on $30 at a $5 min table, and made $50. It was more fun than anything, relearning my basic strategy.
That and I'm trying to figure out if I can make it to SXSW over spring break. I could use the time in the warm weather. That's all for now. Peace.
Temper, Temper
Exhibit A: Blackjack Tournament
It was the final hand of the quarterfinals, the top two from my table advancing to the semifinals. I was in second place by just a few chips, a couple hundred or so, not much in the grand scheme of things. The third place stack (which will, for the purposes of this story, be referred to as 'G') and I were close and the fourth place guy had no chance. The first place person had bet very few chips, not enough to lose to both of us, but not enough to beat both of us. It was G and I. I bet first enough to cover a both-lose situation. He had the advantage of seeing what I was going to do. I knew what he was going to do. He went all in, and with a win and he had me beat no matter what.
The first place guy got a blackjack, he was in for sure. I drew a 14, him a 15, and the dealer showed a 10. I thought I had to hit: if I hit and get a low card, I'm taking a low card away from him; if I bust, he still has to hit assuming there's another 10 under there. I hit and take a nine, and bust. G thought for two or three minutes (it sure seemed like more than that) and finally stayed. It was such a ballsy move, and I give him all the credit in the world. The dealer flipped up a 6, hit and bust, and it was over. He won.
It was over.
Or not. He was so excited he got up and ran around. Meanwhile, the dealer was still paying him off. And apparently, that's a no-no.
Rule 20: No player shall leave the table until the round is over or shall forfeit the tournament. The round is not complete until all chips are counted by the dealer and winners are officially determined. (Italics added by me.)
First he was declared winner because of passing the previous first place winner by a few chips. The man in fourth place (god bless him) brought up the rule to the man in charge. All the head people huddled together to try and figure out what happened. None of them had seen it well, so they went to security.
G came up to me, at least as close as he could. Security was hangin around trying to calm him down. He was yelling at me from across the table. "You don't even know the rules. I've been to all kinds of these things. I know what I'm doing. You don't have a clue." Sounded a lot like something you'd hear Hellmuth say on TV.
The time passed. Five, ten, fifteen minutes. I wasn't the one stressed out. G was flippin out on security and everyone now. And his wife was worse. She came up to me while I was sitting, waiting patiently for the decision. And she went off.
"Why do you have to be such a sore loser? You're never gonna get anywhere in life with that kind of attitude. You didn't even know the smallest rules during the game. You had to get help from this guy..."
Now at that point, I was kinda tired of getting yelled at. I had two options: either stay calm, or flip out on them. I chose to stay calm. It was probably a wise choice. He probably could have kicked my ass. He was a big guy.
The floor came back 23 minutes after the round was over. I had been paying pretty close attention to my watch. He was disqualified. I was in. I immediately walked away. I figured I probably didn't want any part of the explosion to come.
I could see him from my seat in the poker room. It was a lot of pointing, yelling, a lot of hand gestures. Surprisingly, no birds. I could see him and his wife both yelling and other people playing at the tables staring at them trying to figure out what the ruckus was.
My mom says I have ugly temper. I tend to disagree. Exhibit A.
It was the final hand of the quarterfinals, the top two from my table advancing to the semifinals. I was in second place by just a few chips, a couple hundred or so, not much in the grand scheme of things. The third place stack (which will, for the purposes of this story, be referred to as 'G') and I were close and the fourth place guy had no chance. The first place person had bet very few chips, not enough to lose to both of us, but not enough to beat both of us. It was G and I. I bet first enough to cover a both-lose situation. He had the advantage of seeing what I was going to do. I knew what he was going to do. He went all in, and with a win and he had me beat no matter what.
The first place guy got a blackjack, he was in for sure. I drew a 14, him a 15, and the dealer showed a 10. I thought I had to hit: if I hit and get a low card, I'm taking a low card away from him; if I bust, he still has to hit assuming there's another 10 under there. I hit and take a nine, and bust. G thought for two or three minutes (it sure seemed like more than that) and finally stayed. It was such a ballsy move, and I give him all the credit in the world. The dealer flipped up a 6, hit and bust, and it was over. He won.
It was over.
Or not. He was so excited he got up and ran around. Meanwhile, the dealer was still paying him off. And apparently, that's a no-no.
Rule 20: No player shall leave the table until the round is over or shall forfeit the tournament. The round is not complete until all chips are counted by the dealer and winners are officially determined. (Italics added by me.)
First he was declared winner because of passing the previous first place winner by a few chips. The man in fourth place (god bless him) brought up the rule to the man in charge. All the head people huddled together to try and figure out what happened. None of them had seen it well, so they went to security.
G came up to me, at least as close as he could. Security was hangin around trying to calm him down. He was yelling at me from across the table. "You don't even know the rules. I've been to all kinds of these things. I know what I'm doing. You don't have a clue." Sounded a lot like something you'd hear Hellmuth say on TV.
The time passed. Five, ten, fifteen minutes. I wasn't the one stressed out. G was flippin out on security and everyone now. And his wife was worse. She came up to me while I was sitting, waiting patiently for the decision. And she went off.
"Why do you have to be such a sore loser? You're never gonna get anywhere in life with that kind of attitude. You didn't even know the smallest rules during the game. You had to get help from this guy..."
Now at that point, I was kinda tired of getting yelled at. I had two options: either stay calm, or flip out on them. I chose to stay calm. It was probably a wise choice. He probably could have kicked my ass. He was a big guy.
The floor came back 23 minutes after the round was over. I had been paying pretty close attention to my watch. He was disqualified. I was in. I immediately walked away. I figured I probably didn't want any part of the explosion to come.
I could see him from my seat in the poker room. It was a lot of pointing, yelling, a lot of hand gestures. Surprisingly, no birds. I could see him and his wife both yelling and other people playing at the tables staring at them trying to figure out what the ruckus was.
My mom says I have ugly temper. I tend to disagree. Exhibit A.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Blogger Skill Series 1/22/08 LO8 w/Knockouts
Limit Omaha Hi/Lo, absolutely my favorite game, I was so happy when I found out that this was the game of the night. And for just $13, its a cheap way to get in a bunch of hands. So I sat down with a Dr. Pepper in one hand and my cell phone in the other waiting for a cell call from a certain someone. Now we turn to the notes I've got from last night. I have a hard time remembering hands and times without making some notes.
Starting table had AlCantHang, PirateLawyer, riggstad, ck31, DonkeyPuncher, and whoever else, those were just the names written down. Won a little here and there really no big hands that whole first hour. I remember the conversation was fun, but the hands sucked. 2345o on an A2 flop is always nice but it missed and that was the worst loss of that first half hour.
I won a nice sized pot with nut nut A34x on a board of K6925, the flop was checked which was very helpful. The very next hand I got AQ6x, another checked flop 3TJ, and a 4 brought me a small reason to call one bet on the turn. The river was a bingo offsuit King, it got three-bet and I took it down against a set and finished the first hour with 4630 and in 4th of 48 (everyone still left in). One other note, my team Drake won their 16th game in a row and moved to 17-1 with a win versus Creighton, a nice little boost to my attitude.
Second hour was where it went downhill. I lost a big pot early on with A3TJ on a 45JT board, when there were three allins. Two of them had A2 and the other one iced it showing A22x. To make it worse the turn was a 3, screwing up my two pair (which was good at the time) and giving them the wheel. At one point down to 600, I went on a big rush, knocking out ck31 on a lucky hand flopping two pair with Q3xx against his AAK3, and rivering a Q to boat up. I finished the 2nd hour at 5600, a little about average, with one bounty.
The power of the new Mountain Dew took over and I went on a sick run, winning 8 hands in 10 minutes and climbing to 20k. The big hand involved AlCantHang going allin, swimmom calling, and one other person going allin with a little raise. At that point I rolled the dice with QJd89s, flopped Queens and Jacks, and it held up as no low showed up and I KOed three people.
We arrived at the final table in 2 hours and 37 minutes, with me at 20k and in 4th at the table. I got very few cards before the break but won enough little pots to finish the third hour at 26k, in 2nd of 6, and with enough bounties to make me already even on the night.
The first note I have after that is "pvanharibo is running everyone over", killed everyone and we got it down to 3 people with Rake Feeder and I nearly tied in chips and pvanharibo had a huge lead. From there the notes are pretty fuzzy, but I got quartered one too many times and ran out of steam, busted in 3rd place in my first appearance in the Skill Series for $72 + 15 in bounties for $87.
I played really well, got a lot of really good cards, and am pretty happy with my showing. I'm starting to feel like Omaha Hi/Lo, especially the limit variety, is definitely my best game. Tonight however, its the Mookie and the Dookie, and I'll be livin the High Life drinking those tall blondes. Everyone have a good night.
Starting table had AlCantHang, PirateLawyer, riggstad, ck31, DonkeyPuncher, and whoever else, those were just the names written down. Won a little here and there really no big hands that whole first hour. I remember the conversation was fun, but the hands sucked. 2345o on an A2 flop is always nice but it missed and that was the worst loss of that first half hour.
I won a nice sized pot with nut nut A34x on a board of K6925, the flop was checked which was very helpful. The very next hand I got AQ6x, another checked flop 3TJ, and a 4 brought me a small reason to call one bet on the turn. The river was a bingo offsuit King, it got three-bet and I took it down against a set and finished the first hour with 4630 and in 4th of 48 (everyone still left in). One other note, my team Drake won their 16th game in a row and moved to 17-1 with a win versus Creighton, a nice little boost to my attitude.
Second hour was where it went downhill. I lost a big pot early on with A3TJ on a 45JT board, when there were three allins. Two of them had A2 and the other one iced it showing A22x. To make it worse the turn was a 3, screwing up my two pair (which was good at the time) and giving them the wheel. At one point down to 600, I went on a big rush, knocking out ck31 on a lucky hand flopping two pair with Q3xx against his AAK3, and rivering a Q to boat up. I finished the 2nd hour at 5600, a little about average, with one bounty.
The power of the new Mountain Dew took over and I went on a sick run, winning 8 hands in 10 minutes and climbing to 20k. The big hand involved AlCantHang going allin, swimmom calling, and one other person going allin with a little raise. At that point I rolled the dice with QJd89s, flopped Queens and Jacks, and it held up as no low showed up and I KOed three people.
We arrived at the final table in 2 hours and 37 minutes, with me at 20k and in 4th at the table. I got very few cards before the break but won enough little pots to finish the third hour at 26k, in 2nd of 6, and with enough bounties to make me already even on the night.
The first note I have after that is "pvanharibo is running everyone over", killed everyone and we got it down to 3 people with Rake Feeder and I nearly tied in chips and pvanharibo had a huge lead. From there the notes are pretty fuzzy, but I got quartered one too many times and ran out of steam, busted in 3rd place in my first appearance in the Skill Series for $72 + 15 in bounties for $87.
I played really well, got a lot of really good cards, and am pretty happy with my showing. I'm starting to feel like Omaha Hi/Lo, especially the limit variety, is definitely my best game. Tonight however, its the Mookie and the Dookie, and I'll be livin the High Life drinking those tall blondes. Everyone have a good night.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
January 20, 2008
So things are looking up in 2008, including last Monday's victory in a limit Omaha Hi/Lo tournament at the local B&M. I've got my car back and more mobility to go to the casino whenever I want. With that in mind, I know that I need to keep a discipline about me to make sure I'm not going to the casino to fuck around. I'm there to make money, to work, and I need to keep my eye on that.
I've identified that the tournaments are more +EV for me right now, especially that Omaha Hi/Lo tournament. In 4 appearances, I've gotten two wins, a second, and a 4th. In the Omaha tournament, you start with 1500 chips with 25/25 blinds and 25/50 limits and the option to rebuy any time your stack is less than 1500. It was so wild Monday that I called EVERY unraised hand pre-flop, which is just the way I like it. My strength comes in knowing the numbers (especially in O8 where they're more complicated) and making an appropriate play. I went on a huge run and tripled my stack the first hour and went on to win.
I've come to the realization that to be successful at this, four things need to happen:
1) Set a time for finishing but be flexible if the game is good or if I'm chasing my losses.
2) Be aware that bad beats are going to happen, and be able to adjust or even leave if need be.
3) Stay away from -EV situations, whether it be in the poker room or the whole casino.
4) Practice good bankroll management.
All four things are things I've had an immense amount of trouble with while playing poker both online and live and they all tie into each other. If I've taken a bad beat, a lot of times I'll play much longer than I should be or even been dumb enough to try and win it back playing tilted blackjack.
I'll finish with my list of goals which are very lofty, but if I keep my wits about me, I feel like I can at least approach them or even fulfill them.
1) Win a tournament with a buy-in of more than $100 or a first prize of $2000.
2) Consistently run over the 1/2 NL Hold'em game.
3) Make a run at player of the year in terms of tournaments won at the local casino.
4) Play in and cash in a WSOP event.
5) Always come away with the feeling that I played as good as I could that day even if I came away with a loss.
-Jim
I've identified that the tournaments are more +EV for me right now, especially that Omaha Hi/Lo tournament. In 4 appearances, I've gotten two wins, a second, and a 4th. In the Omaha tournament, you start with 1500 chips with 25/25 blinds and 25/50 limits and the option to rebuy any time your stack is less than 1500. It was so wild Monday that I called EVERY unraised hand pre-flop, which is just the way I like it. My strength comes in knowing the numbers (especially in O8 where they're more complicated) and making an appropriate play. I went on a huge run and tripled my stack the first hour and went on to win.
I've come to the realization that to be successful at this, four things need to happen:
1) Set a time for finishing but be flexible if the game is good or if I'm chasing my losses.
2) Be aware that bad beats are going to happen, and be able to adjust or even leave if need be.
3) Stay away from -EV situations, whether it be in the poker room or the whole casino.
4) Practice good bankroll management.
All four things are things I've had an immense amount of trouble with while playing poker both online and live and they all tie into each other. If I've taken a bad beat, a lot of times I'll play much longer than I should be or even been dumb enough to try and win it back playing tilted blackjack.
I'll finish with my list of goals which are very lofty, but if I keep my wits about me, I feel like I can at least approach them or even fulfill them.
1) Win a tournament with a buy-in of more than $100 or a first prize of $2000.
2) Consistently run over the 1/2 NL Hold'em game.
3) Make a run at player of the year in terms of tournaments won at the local casino.
4) Play in and cash in a WSOP event.
5) Always come away with the feeling that I played as good as I could that day even if I came away with a loss.
-Jim
Monday, November 12, 2007
To update...
I have been somewhat AWOL lately, especially in the BBTwo which is really unfortunate because from the reports it is filled with amazing amounts of dead money. Advertise and they will come I suppose. Monday's I've been playing at my local casino where I've gotten into a nice rhythm of showing up around 3 PM, playing some supersoft 1/2 NL Holdem, taking a little break for supper around 6, and back to the poker room for the 6:30 $40 Omaha Hi/Lo tournament. Boy I love me some O8.
Two weeks of playing the tournament and I've come out of it in 4th and 1st, the latter time being all-in with my big blind with 7 players left, and winning the main pot by rivering eights and sixes on a QJ896 board. The man in the 10 seat said it must be destiny, and from that point forward I didn't lose another hand I played, knocking out four of the other six players from that point.
Add those two results to the $430 cash I made by winning a $25 blackjack tournament on the last hand and you can see why I'm spending more time there as of late. The BJ tournament was the sickest finish ever, more nerve-racking than any all-in I've had lately. In 3rd place I bet 500 of my 1600 and of course I get 8s against a dealer 9. Go big or go home, so I split the 8s making the bet 1000, 6 on the first one, hit the 14, get a 7 for 21. The second one is a 3 for an 11, double down that one making the bet basically my whole stack, and lo and behold a beautiful king for another 21.
SICKEST. HAND. EVER.
So there it is, that's what I've been up to lately in the poker(ish) world. I've got some kind of banner coming for knocking mookie out of his own tournament with aces against the hammer. So maybe some new scenery around here. We'll call it growing pains. Tonight I'll be skipping the MATH to play the O8 tournament. Good luck to all.
Two weeks of playing the tournament and I've come out of it in 4th and 1st, the latter time being all-in with my big blind with 7 players left, and winning the main pot by rivering eights and sixes on a QJ896 board. The man in the 10 seat said it must be destiny, and from that point forward I didn't lose another hand I played, knocking out four of the other six players from that point.
Add those two results to the $430 cash I made by winning a $25 blackjack tournament on the last hand and you can see why I'm spending more time there as of late. The BJ tournament was the sickest finish ever, more nerve-racking than any all-in I've had lately. In 3rd place I bet 500 of my 1600 and of course I get 8s against a dealer 9. Go big or go home, so I split the 8s making the bet 1000, 6 on the first one, hit the 14, get a 7 for 21. The second one is a 3 for an 11, double down that one making the bet basically my whole stack, and lo and behold a beautiful king for another 21.
SICKEST. HAND. EVER.
So there it is, that's what I've been up to lately in the poker(ish) world. I've got some kind of banner coming for knocking mookie out of his own tournament with aces against the hammer. So maybe some new scenery around here. We'll call it growing pains. Tonight I'll be skipping the MATH to play the O8 tournament. Good luck to all.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Good News, Bad News
So I didn't do so well in the mookie, and I crapped the bed in the dookie. However, I did manage to knock out mookie and hoyazo, the two big main blogger tournament hosts. And the KO on mookie came with AA against 72o, as the hammer failed to suck out on me. So I got my choice of a Vegas Bet or a banner for the blog. Seems like I'm gonna have to go with the banner, I'm sure it'll look good. That's all for the night, bedtime.
It's October Already!?!
Yes welcome to October, where the leaves change color and perennial football powers such as South Florida and Boston College loom the top ten. Maybe not so much the latter, but its getting colder, so that means I'm stayin inside where its warm and making me some hot chocolate and playing more poker.
First, the mookie is tonight, everyone should attend, it's not like you have anything better to do. I'm gonna be trying to make my way onto the money list. I've played four times, and the best I've done was the final two tables. I should be able to change that tonight.
Second, I will be attending the Canterbury Card Club's Fall Classic, and playing in the 200+30 NL Hold'em tourney on October 16 at 7 PM. A couple of friends and I decided to take a stab at it, and it would be nice to get some live experience back under my belt. It'll be my first big tournament of that size, and I'm really looking forward to it. The only thing I'm indecisive about is what my table image should be. I've come down to two options:
1) Hot Shot Young Gun, break out the Mavericks Dirk Nowitzki jersey and a Full Tilt hat and glasses, headphones and the music, maybe bring a sweatshirt so I can easily move from that to the Phil Laak look.
2) T-shirt and nice jacket with lucky blue jeans, try to put across the fact that I'm more of an old school, manners kind of guy.
I really am more like #2 but #1 has its advantages too. Decisions, decisions...
My beloved Cubs lost so I won't be watching any more baseball the rest of the year. Don't get me wrong, I love baseball, I just have no interest in Indians-RedSox or DBags-Rockies.
That's all for now. See yall at the tables.
First, the mookie is tonight, everyone should attend, it's not like you have anything better to do. I'm gonna be trying to make my way onto the money list. I've played four times, and the best I've done was the final two tables. I should be able to change that tonight.
Second, I will be attending the Canterbury Card Club's Fall Classic, and playing in the 200+30 NL Hold'em tourney on October 16 at 7 PM. A couple of friends and I decided to take a stab at it, and it would be nice to get some live experience back under my belt. It'll be my first big tournament of that size, and I'm really looking forward to it. The only thing I'm indecisive about is what my table image should be. I've come down to two options:
1) Hot Shot Young Gun, break out the Mavericks Dirk Nowitzki jersey and a Full Tilt hat and glasses, headphones and the music, maybe bring a sweatshirt so I can easily move from that to the Phil Laak look.
2) T-shirt and nice jacket with lucky blue jeans, try to put across the fact that I'm more of an old school, manners kind of guy.
I really am more like #2 but #1 has its advantages too. Decisions, decisions...
My beloved Cubs lost so I won't be watching any more baseball the rest of the year. Don't get me wrong, I love baseball, I just have no interest in Indians-RedSox or DBags-Rockies.
That's all for now. See yall at the tables.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Welcome Back, Kotter
Ok folks here's what we're looking at. About a month ago, I decided to take one last swing at the whole online poker thing. So I put some money into Full Tilt and took a swing at it. Now normally that wouldn't be enough to get back to blogging, but I got a nice kick in the butt Monday when I got second in Mondays at the Hoy for a nice $140 profit, and that's only because my AA got cracked by KJc with a river flush. It couldn't have happened to a better blogger, as bdidde of biggestron.com took the $250 dollar profit and put it toward a worthy cause in Leukemia research. If you got anything to spare, this would be something good to put it toward.
So during the final table I had many people ask me if I had a blog and I gave the same answer "I used to run one, but I had a hard time writing a lot." Well I gave it a second thought, and sure why not, lets go at it again. So here I am.
There's gonna be some changes in layout and I'm gonna do my darnedst to write everyday. But now I gotta get back to the mookie. Short stacked is no good way to go through a mookie.
So during the final table I had many people ask me if I had a blog and I gave the same answer "I used to run one, but I had a hard time writing a lot." Well I gave it a second thought, and sure why not, lets go at it again. So here I am.
There's gonna be some changes in layout and I'm gonna do my darnedst to write everyday. But now I gotta get back to the mookie. Short stacked is no good way to go through a mookie.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Friday, January 06, 2006
Raving Endorsements
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Monday, January 02, 2006
The First Morons of 2006
I decided to write a little during the Iowa-Florida football game about last night’s poker game. I played in a little house game at a friend’s house, who will from now on go by Whitey. He was sitting across from me with a man named Wills in between us on my right. I had two morons on my left, Moron #1 talks way too much, and Moron #2 doesn’t even know how to play. Neither of them are really important to the poker part of the story, but they give us five to play a $5 buy-in, winner-take-all game. We started with 600 in chips because it was Whitey’s house and it didn’t have to make sense, and the blinds were at 5-10 to begin. We raised blinds every time someone got knocked out.
I played a couple of key hands early on in the first round.
~ I picked up 52o in the big blind, and Wills, Whitey and I saw the flop. The flop came down K55 as I felt dumb luck must be on my side here. Whitey bets 100, I gave him my best “flush draw” act and called. Turn was a ten and there were three diamonds out there now, Whitey checked, I bet out, and Whitey immediately went all in, and I called immediately without even thinking about the flush. He flipped over pocket aces, and the river brought a blank as Whitey promptly rebought.
~ Pocket deuces in the small blind, and I am the only one to call a raise from BA1 (Bad Apple #1). BA1 has been goading us all night about not playing enough hands, playing too tight, like he saw Matusow win the TOC the other night, and said to himself, “Hey, maybe I’ll try that.” So the flop comes down 864 unsuited, I check, he bets 75, and I call thinking I can set him up for a bluff on the end. Turn’s a 4, and I bet 90, trying to get him to think I got a 4. He calls and we see a 10 come on the river. I looked at him and checked, and he bets $2 into me and just stares at me, never took his eyes off me. Everything I’ve been taught tells me he’s got nothing but a couple of overs and I call, fully expecting to have read it wrong. However he flips over KQ and I take it down with deuces.
Between there and when we got down to heads up not much happened, I just played really tight, hanging around until I feel like I can strike. I remember getting a lot of high pocket pairs, and never getting paid off, or raising preflop and not getting any callers.
We got down to three and the two bad apples decided they were going to leave and make a McDonald’s run, I give them a ten and tell them to get me a couple of sandwiches and a fry, and they take off. At this point I know nothing about them, other than they can’t be big time arses because Whitey invited them to play. Everything went smoothly and when we were down to three, this hand came up that sent us to heads up.
~ Wills, Whitey and I are the only ones in and the blinds are up to 40-80. Wills is on the button and goes all in for 115. I look down at J7o and call it for no apparent reason, Whitey calls and we see a flop 9A2, check, check, turn 10, checks, river 8. Now at this point I’m also somewhat shortstacked, so I push all in for 700, Whitey folds, and I flip over the winning hand as Wills mucks.
So we got to heads up, and I was down in the chip count 3300-900 and we made the blinds an even 50-100. (Yes the numbers match up. Whitey rebought twice, so there are seven buyins there of 600 each). I had a pretty good feeling that if I played well and didn’t make many mistakes, I could beat him with good cards. We went back and forth for a while and I got up to 1395 when the tables turned on him; I just love those high pocket pairs.
I had been pushing it all in with good suited aces, pocket pairs, especially on the button, because as I’ve been taught, you always raise on the button heads-up. So I got pocket kings, and pushed all in once again on the button. This time he didn’t think for a second and flipped over JT, grinning his ass off all the way. Well as soon as flipped mine, that grin disappeared real quick. He hit a jack on the flop, but nothing else and I became chip leader with about 2800.
Well all the while we’ve been playing, the two morons have been gone for something like an hour, and it simply doesn’t take that long. We’re all getting suspicious about them, especially since they were earlier smoking pot outside the house, and we didn’t exactly want to get in trouble. They were suspicious guys but it turned out okay, my food was still warm and I was happy. They said good nite and we went on with our poker.
After I was the chip leader we didn’t last much longer and my aggression had helped me get a 5-1 chip lead. The final hand was really an odd hand all around. I got 92 in big blind and we saw a flop come down of T93. I push him all in and Whitey calls with J9. He gets in a hurry and flips over the next two cards without looking and starts counting out chips as I get ready to pay him off. Then I took a glimpse at the board and the turn and the river were both twos giving me the boat and the win. But he didn’t see that and he told me three or four times, I have 700 chips. Finally I simply point at the board and he agonizes when he realizes he was beat by 92.
Results: 1st, +$30 (Well, almost).
This is where the morons come in to play. I reach in the chip case to get my profit and there’s only 15 bucks in there, rather than the 35 that should be there. We find out not only did they take the money out of the box, but they also stole Whitey’s wallet and a portable DVD player. So instead:
Results: 1st, +$10
For the year: +10
I think it’s safe to say that knowing Whitey’s criminal record, they’re gonna get an ass beating for it. And they probably deserve it for stealing from a $5 poker game.
That’s it for now. Check in next time, as I close in on turning 21 on the 11th and try to figure out why I’m in such a funk in Omaha.
I played a couple of key hands early on in the first round.
~ I picked up 52o in the big blind, and Wills, Whitey and I saw the flop. The flop came down K55 as I felt dumb luck must be on my side here. Whitey bets 100, I gave him my best “flush draw” act and called. Turn was a ten and there were three diamonds out there now, Whitey checked, I bet out, and Whitey immediately went all in, and I called immediately without even thinking about the flush. He flipped over pocket aces, and the river brought a blank as Whitey promptly rebought.
~ Pocket deuces in the small blind, and I am the only one to call a raise from BA1 (Bad Apple #1). BA1 has been goading us all night about not playing enough hands, playing too tight, like he saw Matusow win the TOC the other night, and said to himself, “Hey, maybe I’ll try that.” So the flop comes down 864 unsuited, I check, he bets 75, and I call thinking I can set him up for a bluff on the end. Turn’s a 4, and I bet 90, trying to get him to think I got a 4. He calls and we see a 10 come on the river. I looked at him and checked, and he bets $2 into me and just stares at me, never took his eyes off me. Everything I’ve been taught tells me he’s got nothing but a couple of overs and I call, fully expecting to have read it wrong. However he flips over KQ and I take it down with deuces.
Between there and when we got down to heads up not much happened, I just played really tight, hanging around until I feel like I can strike. I remember getting a lot of high pocket pairs, and never getting paid off, or raising preflop and not getting any callers.
We got down to three and the two bad apples decided they were going to leave and make a McDonald’s run, I give them a ten and tell them to get me a couple of sandwiches and a fry, and they take off. At this point I know nothing about them, other than they can’t be big time arses because Whitey invited them to play. Everything went smoothly and when we were down to three, this hand came up that sent us to heads up.
~ Wills, Whitey and I are the only ones in and the blinds are up to 40-80. Wills is on the button and goes all in for 115. I look down at J7o and call it for no apparent reason, Whitey calls and we see a flop 9A2, check, check, turn 10, checks, river 8. Now at this point I’m also somewhat shortstacked, so I push all in for 700, Whitey folds, and I flip over the winning hand as Wills mucks.
So we got to heads up, and I was down in the chip count 3300-900 and we made the blinds an even 50-100. (Yes the numbers match up. Whitey rebought twice, so there are seven buyins there of 600 each). I had a pretty good feeling that if I played well and didn’t make many mistakes, I could beat him with good cards. We went back and forth for a while and I got up to 1395 when the tables turned on him; I just love those high pocket pairs.
I had been pushing it all in with good suited aces, pocket pairs, especially on the button, because as I’ve been taught, you always raise on the button heads-up. So I got pocket kings, and pushed all in once again on the button. This time he didn’t think for a second and flipped over JT, grinning his ass off all the way. Well as soon as flipped mine, that grin disappeared real quick. He hit a jack on the flop, but nothing else and I became chip leader with about 2800.
Well all the while we’ve been playing, the two morons have been gone for something like an hour, and it simply doesn’t take that long. We’re all getting suspicious about them, especially since they were earlier smoking pot outside the house, and we didn’t exactly want to get in trouble. They were suspicious guys but it turned out okay, my food was still warm and I was happy. They said good nite and we went on with our poker.
After I was the chip leader we didn’t last much longer and my aggression had helped me get a 5-1 chip lead. The final hand was really an odd hand all around. I got 92 in big blind and we saw a flop come down of T93. I push him all in and Whitey calls with J9. He gets in a hurry and flips over the next two cards without looking and starts counting out chips as I get ready to pay him off. Then I took a glimpse at the board and the turn and the river were both twos giving me the boat and the win. But he didn’t see that and he told me three or four times, I have 700 chips. Finally I simply point at the board and he agonizes when he realizes he was beat by 92.
Results: 1st, +$30 (Well, almost).
This is where the morons come in to play. I reach in the chip case to get my profit and there’s only 15 bucks in there, rather than the 35 that should be there. We find out not only did they take the money out of the box, but they also stole Whitey’s wallet and a portable DVD player. So instead:
Results: 1st, +$10
For the year: +10
I think it’s safe to say that knowing Whitey’s criminal record, they’re gonna get an ass beating for it. And they probably deserve it for stealing from a $5 poker game.
That’s it for now. Check in next time, as I close in on turning 21 on the 11th and try to figure out why I’m in such a funk in Omaha.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Christmas Break is Coming
Well school is coming to an end before Christmas break and I am stuck in my room studying for a philosophy test and playing PL Omaha8, and giving neither activity the attention needed to do either well. I have class until 4 on the last day of school, I have to be out of the dorms at 6, and I can’t pack anything because my roommate is still asleep at noon. Going home is going to be nice though, as I don’t have much down time between getting home and Christmas. Past years I’ve had two weeks before Christmas and I’ve been ridiculously bored, and have had nothing to do whatsoever, except play videogames and waste away to nothing.
This year is perfect though. I’m back home tonight, Christmas Sunday, then the post-Christmas workouts to try to get back what I lose on Xmas Day. Probably won’t be much poker content here over the next couple weeks, mostly because of the lack of internet access at home but I’ll put up some random blurbs about holidays and what not. Until then, I bid you all adieu.
This year is perfect though. I’m back home tonight, Christmas Sunday, then the post-Christmas workouts to try to get back what I lose on Xmas Day. Probably won’t be much poker content here over the next couple weeks, mostly because of the lack of internet access at home but I’ll put up some random blurbs about holidays and what not. Until then, I bid you all adieu.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Late Night O8
(This was supposed to be much longer but as I published it, I lost everything. So this is version two of this entry.)
I wanted to play some fun poker last night so I decided to fire up the internet and found a nice O8 freeroll, 550 players, 27 people paid and first place a whopping… $1.50. Yeah its not much but just some fun poker. I decided to play kinda crazy, capped everything preflop, and played my best after the flop. I could afford to do it cause it was somewhat deepstacked and ten minute levels gave us some time to work. Donked around for about an hour and a half, picked up some scoops and enough lows to stay aound average.
I hit a really nice hand with about 60 players left that moved me into the chip lead. I came into the hand with a better than average stack and found Kc3c5d5h. It was 3-bet to me and I capped it preflop, not exactly textbook play, but like I said just having some fun. The flop came down A26 all clubs and I can hear Vince Van Patten talking about sugar plum crap dancing around in my head (or something like that, I don’t really watch that stuff anymore.) Turn Jd, river the money card 4c, virtually guaranteeing me 3/4ths of this pot if not all. It was capped on every street, all three callers played every street, and I got to see what they were playing.
-Qc7cJsJh (flopped second nut flush, turned set of jacks)
-AsAh3h4h (flopped set of aces and nut low)
-Ad2d6s8s (flopped three pair)
Through the magic of twodimes.net:
Omaha Hi/Low 8-or-better: 376992 enumerated boards
cards scoop HIwin HIlos LOwin LOlos EV
Kc 3c 5d 5h 33600 82259 293867 9429 96048 0.162
Js Qc 7c Jd 72964 100824 276168 0 0 0.230
As Ah 4h 3h 68032 90961 285165 87195 74433 0.295
8s 6s Ad 2d 72787 102082 274845 91398 87813 0.313
Thank you, poker gods for the flop love, despite the poor EV preflop.
I ended up getting counterfeited at the final table, after my straight and 23 nut low, was undone. I came in ninth place loving the eight cents I won. A couple more of those and I can buy a gumball. But it was more about trying out a slightly new style and having some fun. That’s all for now, time for some lunch. Frozen pizza sound good?
I wanted to play some fun poker last night so I decided to fire up the internet and found a nice O8 freeroll, 550 players, 27 people paid and first place a whopping… $1.50. Yeah its not much but just some fun poker. I decided to play kinda crazy, capped everything preflop, and played my best after the flop. I could afford to do it cause it was somewhat deepstacked and ten minute levels gave us some time to work. Donked around for about an hour and a half, picked up some scoops and enough lows to stay aound average.
I hit a really nice hand with about 60 players left that moved me into the chip lead. I came into the hand with a better than average stack and found Kc3c5d5h. It was 3-bet to me and I capped it preflop, not exactly textbook play, but like I said just having some fun. The flop came down A26 all clubs and I can hear Vince Van Patten talking about sugar plum crap dancing around in my head (or something like that, I don’t really watch that stuff anymore.) Turn Jd, river the money card 4c, virtually guaranteeing me 3/4ths of this pot if not all. It was capped on every street, all three callers played every street, and I got to see what they were playing.
-Qc7cJsJh (flopped second nut flush, turned set of jacks)
-AsAh3h4h (flopped set of aces and nut low)
-Ad2d6s8s (flopped three pair)
Through the magic of twodimes.net:
Omaha Hi/Low 8-or-better: 376992 enumerated boards
cards scoop HIwin HIlos LOwin LOlos EV
Kc 3c 5d 5h 33600 82259 293867 9429 96048 0.162
Js Qc 7c Jd 72964 100824 276168 0 0 0.230
As Ah 4h 3h 68032 90961 285165 87195 74433 0.295
8s 6s Ad 2d 72787 102082 274845 91398 87813 0.313
Thank you, poker gods for the flop love, despite the poor EV preflop.
I ended up getting counterfeited at the final table, after my straight and 23 nut low, was undone. I came in ninth place loving the eight cents I won. A couple more of those and I can buy a gumball. But it was more about trying out a slightly new style and having some fun. That’s all for now, time for some lunch. Frozen pizza sound good?
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
The Beginning of the journey
The fun begins. This is a poker blog. At least for now. I hope I can keep it that way, because other attempts at a poker blog have shown me that I suck at taking notes. The name is a reference to a recent in-game poker chat blunder made by Poker Brat himself, Phil Hellmuth.
I turn 21 in about a month so until then, I get to deal with the holiday brouhaha, and the online poker crap, until the 11th of January at which point I get to dive into live poker headon. So this is the beginning right now, and thats all I got right now so there.
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