To use the word I want to use, we may have to take the PG rating off of this here blog. So let's go with it was an interesting weekend of Poker instead.
Things started out in fine enough fashion on Saturday, as there be a brudder at my table when we started. Bonus!
Then we played the first hand and this,
set the tone for the games first hour.
On the second hand we saw this,
and the steam was already starting to rise within me.
Then the sixth hand of the game saw 'jam-boy' on his fifth all-in. I went with A-9 and,
I doubled up my starting stack.
Every single pot was raised and every single flop was bet out by someone and it didn't surprise me at all, to see hands like this
After the first 50 minutes straight of the same type of plays, I completely lost interest in the game. After an intial raise and the all too natural re-raise, I jammed 'em in with 10-10 and told Peb's, "I could give a crap if I hit, win, lose or whatever." Naturally 9-J was the nutz and I was relieved of the pain of watching the plays being made.
Sunday I tried to stay focussed on the task at hand. Why I don't know, as the play may have actually been worse than Saturday!
I was running pretty good and pretty much doubled up on the first two hands I'd played. With this set being nearly a quarter of the new stack.
Then I continued to watch redonkulous pre-flop calls make out like bandits, this one
being very typical for the rest of the day.
Then when I made a raise pre with K-K and saw not only a jam over the top but a re-jam by another player,
despite getting almost exactly 2:1 on my money, I let the Cowboy's go.
Only to see this occur of course!
I also let go of big slick a little later and as it turns out,
that was a pretty good decision to have made.
Then I totally lost interest. After re-raising an agro-donk while holding pocket Aces, I see this come up in the chat.
Great! Now I not only have to watch it, but I get to read their thoughts as well!
I don't turn off chat for one reason and one reason alone, getting to see a friend at the table either railing and saying hello, or sitting at the virtual felt with me is a bonus. A bonus I happen to like alot!
So after another half hour or so of watching this amazing player make phenomenal play after phenomenal play with 9-J and 10-J off, I went at him with my stack after only showing A-A, K-K and A-A in the three hands I'd recently won. He naturally jams with Q-Q here and,
as this brilliant mind put it in the chat box, I go back to Russia on my bike. ???
I really need to learn the new insults. It's got to be a lot like the new math right?
I finished dead center of the 2000 something field and honestly, I was thrilled to be away from it.
"Fishing" for those that care by the way, was good. Not great, but good. I took Fred up and after a four hour session, I left with a tidy $165 extra in the pockets. Oh I also paid for a great lunch for two, all the drinks and even the gas for the trip up and back. There was nothing really special enough about this session to write a full post about, but maybe tonight when I sit down at a live table for the second time in the same day. I was just happy to actually sit down with a few players who really meant it when they'd say, NH and GG.
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....