As most of you know, I don't typically put anything up here over the weekends. There's just way too much going on most of the time. But I was lucky enough to manage to make it out to a fun game yesterday, a game I think far more of you should be trying to get out to once in a while.
Yesterday afternoon as it started to sink in that Peb's and I were officially on vacation, I remembered another happy place that I could go to for a little fun and friendship.
It was Saturday's with Dr. Pauly time! The PLO event that runs at 4:20 over on PokerStars.
I've never been dissapointed with the caliber of folks that make it out for this game, and yesterday was no exception! Despite being a self confessed Omatard, I do my best to chat with a few good friends, sling a few chips around and try to actually NOT look like an idiot during the game. (well, when it comes to the poker at least!)
I had a great starting table, as I was sat with Wolfy, The good Dr. and a very good drinking buddy of mine. Now that's how to start with a bang!
To say I couldn't get anything going card wise, well... it would have have to be the understatement of the year! I was drawing hands like 2c-7c-10c-Kc and 3c-3s-3h-3d over and over again. In a limp to my BB, I was dealt the following hand and flopped top set. I played it slow and got to see that my Quad run from FullTilt, had managed to follow me over to the Stars account as well! I dragged a HUGE pot here! (heh)
As I exited from the game, I mentioned to everyone that I'd only played six hands. Well.... I checked, it was actually ten hands in that two hours. Two where I thought I had good enough starters to see a cheap flop. Of course I whiffed completely and had to fold post-flop both times. One was the Quad hand above, where I made a whopping 60 chip pot. Six hands where I doubled up as the short stack, when in all six cases, my best starting hands held on to the end. And my departing hand, where I'd flopped a straight and couldn't get it to hold, as the board brought the top end of the same straight to my opponent.
I was told that I should be proud of an 8th. place finish in such a tough field. I guess so, I don't know. Sometimes when you're as competitive as we all can be, it's just another loss, even though the game is really not your strong suit.
But like I said at the start, the game wasn't really why I was there in the first place right. I spent some great quality time with a few amazing friends and since that was what I went into it for in the first place, I figure I came out way +EV after all.
Off to Cuba now so be good, (or not ;) ) and we'll see everyone a week or so down the road.
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....