Tuesday, October 24, 2006
oh yea
Forgot to write that since the last update, +1 has welcomed its newest member Truax, aka Truschool, to the group.
Erie, PA
I've been running pretty shitty lately. Phelps and I drove out to Erie, PA yesterday to play in a home tournament. Even on the way there, I was pretty angry about the way I've been playing. The phrase "I fucking hate this game" was spoken numerous times.
The tournament was $35: $25 for the prize pool, a $5 bounty chip you got from any poor sap you bust out, and $5 for food and drinks. We got there at about 2 and cards were in the air by 2:30. The structure was really good, considering 1) I hate tournaments and 2) it was a homegame. You started with T600 with blinds at 2/4. I told Phelps on the way that if I could double my chip stack, I'd win the tournament. However, by the end of the first break, I'd won only three pots (JJ, TT, and 27o) which were all small and was down to T295.
A couple hands in after the break, I open raised with A7s. The guy on my left, a loose-aggressive player, min-raised me and I called. The flop came 478 and I checked to him. He bet small and I jammed. He insta-called me which had me pretty worried, but when he flipped over his AJ (yes, AJ) I felt better. Now I had like 600, which dwindled down to somewhere in the 500 range.
The key hand in this tournament was the following: at 5/10 blinds, a player in EP raises to 40 and I call with 7d8d. The blinds also call and the flop comes Ac4d5d. Not bad. The blinds check and the PF raiser bets out 35. I immediately make it 135 to go. Blinds fold and he calls. Turn is an offsuit 9. He checks and I jam for about 300. He thinks for a while, and says "I think you flopped the straight [huh?!] or a set [eh]... it's obvious I'm on a draw [oh fuck]." He thinks for another minute and then mucks AdQd face up. I told him I had a set of fives.
From there, I put on a clinic and ended the hour with 1800. By the next break, I had built up to 4000 and had the CL by the time we made the final table. Of course, I ended up doubled up an Ac6c with my AK right off the bat, and then doubled up AQ with QT when I was priced in to call his jam because I limped under the gun, thinking that the chips I put out were the BB I thought I had to post. I managed to bust that guy later, and two others to get three handed. A guy named Kyle who was playing pretty solid busted the guy in third place, and we were heads up, with me having a slight CL.
At this point the blinds were pretty high. I won the first three hands uncontested heads up, and figured it was time to rip him to shreds. Then he started betting into me on flops that I had raised and I had to fold my 7 highs. Then the blinds increased again, and I raised with Ks7s and he jammed. I was getting a little less than 2-1, and nearly called, but decided to muck after about three minutes of thinking. The next hand we got all in with KQ (him) and KT (me)... as I said, the blinds were really high. His KQ held and he won. I walked away with $170, but I was really mad about folding that K7 (he had A5, so the call would've been right). I thought that tournament was mine once I built up to 1800, but couldn't finish it off.
On a side note, I'm probably (hopefully) participating in the National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org) with my friend Justin Cantoni. It should be pretty stressful and a pain in the ass, but I'm excited as hell for it anyway.
I've been running pretty shitty lately. Phelps and I drove out to Erie, PA yesterday to play in a home tournament. Even on the way there, I was pretty angry about the way I've been playing. The phrase "I fucking hate this game" was spoken numerous times.
The tournament was $35: $25 for the prize pool, a $5 bounty chip you got from any poor sap you bust out, and $5 for food and drinks. We got there at about 2 and cards were in the air by 2:30. The structure was really good, considering 1) I hate tournaments and 2) it was a homegame. You started with T600 with blinds at 2/4. I told Phelps on the way that if I could double my chip stack, I'd win the tournament. However, by the end of the first break, I'd won only three pots (JJ, TT, and 27o) which were all small and was down to T295.
A couple hands in after the break, I open raised with A7s. The guy on my left, a loose-aggressive player, min-raised me and I called. The flop came 478 and I checked to him. He bet small and I jammed. He insta-called me which had me pretty worried, but when he flipped over his AJ (yes, AJ) I felt better. Now I had like 600, which dwindled down to somewhere in the 500 range.
The key hand in this tournament was the following: at 5/10 blinds, a player in EP raises to 40 and I call with 7d8d. The blinds also call and the flop comes Ac4d5d. Not bad. The blinds check and the PF raiser bets out 35. I immediately make it 135 to go. Blinds fold and he calls. Turn is an offsuit 9. He checks and I jam for about 300. He thinks for a while, and says "I think you flopped the straight [huh?!] or a set [eh]... it's obvious I'm on a draw [oh fuck]." He thinks for another minute and then mucks AdQd face up. I told him I had a set of fives.
From there, I put on a clinic and ended the hour with 1800. By the next break, I had built up to 4000 and had the CL by the time we made the final table. Of course, I ended up doubled up an Ac6c with my AK right off the bat, and then doubled up AQ with QT when I was priced in to call his jam because I limped under the gun, thinking that the chips I put out were the BB I thought I had to post. I managed to bust that guy later, and two others to get three handed. A guy named Kyle who was playing pretty solid busted the guy in third place, and we were heads up, with me having a slight CL.
At this point the blinds were pretty high. I won the first three hands uncontested heads up, and figured it was time to rip him to shreds. Then he started betting into me on flops that I had raised and I had to fold my 7 highs. Then the blinds increased again, and I raised with Ks7s and he jammed. I was getting a little less than 2-1, and nearly called, but decided to muck after about three minutes of thinking. The next hand we got all in with KQ (him) and KT (me)... as I said, the blinds were really high. His KQ held and he won. I walked away with $170, but I was really mad about folding that K7 (he had A5, so the call would've been right). I thought that tournament was mine once I built up to 1800, but couldn't finish it off.
On a side note, I'm probably (hopefully) participating in the National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org) with my friend Justin Cantoni. It should be pretty stressful and a pain in the ass, but I'm excited as hell for it anyway.
The tournament was $35: $25 for the prize pool, a $5 bounty chip you got from any poor sap you bust out, and $5 for food and drinks. We got there at about 2 and cards were in the air by 2:30. The structure was really good, considering 1) I hate tournaments and 2) it was a homegame. You started with T600 with blinds at 2/4. I told Phelps on the way that if I could double my chip stack, I'd win the tournament. However, by the end of the first break, I'd won only three pots (JJ, TT, and 27o) which were all small and was down to T295.
A couple hands in after the break, I open raised with A7s. The guy on my left, a loose-aggressive player, min-raised me and I called. The flop came 478 and I checked to him. He bet small and I jammed. He insta-called me which had me pretty worried, but when he flipped over his AJ (yes, AJ) I felt better. Now I had like 600, which dwindled down to somewhere in the 500 range.
The key hand in this tournament was the following: at 5/10 blinds, a player in EP raises to 40 and I call with 7d8d. The blinds also call and the flop comes Ac4d5d. Not bad. The blinds check and the PF raiser bets out 35. I immediately make it 135 to go. Blinds fold and he calls. Turn is an offsuit 9. He checks and I jam for about 300. He thinks for a while, and says "I think you flopped the straight [huh?!] or a set [eh]... it's obvious I'm on a draw [oh fuck]." He thinks for another minute and then mucks AdQd face up. I told him I had a set of fives.
From there, I put on a clinic and ended the hour with 1800. By the next break, I had built up to 4000 and had the CL by the time we made the final table. Of course, I ended up doubled up an Ac6c with my AK right off the bat, and then doubled up AQ with QT when I was priced in to call his jam because I limped under the gun, thinking that the chips I put out were the BB I thought I had to post. I managed to bust that guy later, and two others to get three handed. A guy named Kyle who was playing pretty solid busted the guy in third place, and we were heads up, with me having a slight CL.
At this point the blinds were pretty high. I won the first three hands uncontested heads up, and figured it was time to rip him to shreds. Then he started betting into me on flops that I had raised and I had to fold my 7 highs. Then the blinds increased again, and I raised with Ks7s and he jammed. I was getting a little less than 2-1, and nearly called, but decided to muck after about three minutes of thinking. The next hand we got all in with KQ (him) and KT (me)... as I said, the blinds were really high. His KQ held and he won. I walked away with $170, but I was really mad about folding that K7 (he had A5, so the call would've been right). I thought that tournament was mine once I built up to 1800, but couldn't finish it off.
On a side note, I'm probably (hopefully) participating in the National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org) with my friend Justin Cantoni. It should be pretty stressful and a pain in the ass, but I'm excited as hell for it anyway.
I've been running pretty shitty lately. Phelps and I drove out to Erie, PA yesterday to play in a home tournament. Even on the way there, I was pretty angry about the way I've been playing. The phrase "I fucking hate this game" was spoken numerous times.
The tournament was $35: $25 for the prize pool, a $5 bounty chip you got from any poor sap you bust out, and $5 for food and drinks. We got there at about 2 and cards were in the air by 2:30. The structure was really good, considering 1) I hate tournaments and 2) it was a homegame. You started with T600 with blinds at 2/4. I told Phelps on the way that if I could double my chip stack, I'd win the tournament. However, by the end of the first break, I'd won only three pots (JJ, TT, and 27o) which were all small and was down to T295.
A couple hands in after the break, I open raised with A7s. The guy on my left, a loose-aggressive player, min-raised me and I called. The flop came 478 and I checked to him. He bet small and I jammed. He insta-called me which had me pretty worried, but when he flipped over his AJ (yes, AJ) I felt better. Now I had like 600, which dwindled down to somewhere in the 500 range.
The key hand in this tournament was the following: at 5/10 blinds, a player in EP raises to 40 and I call with 7d8d. The blinds also call and the flop comes Ac4d5d. Not bad. The blinds check and the PF raiser bets out 35. I immediately make it 135 to go. Blinds fold and he calls. Turn is an offsuit 9. He checks and I jam for about 300. He thinks for a while, and says "I think you flopped the straight [huh?!] or a set [eh]... it's obvious I'm on a draw [oh fuck]." He thinks for another minute and then mucks AdQd face up. I told him I had a set of fives.
From there, I put on a clinic and ended the hour with 1800. By the next break, I had built up to 4000 and had the CL by the time we made the final table. Of course, I ended up doubled up an Ac6c with my AK right off the bat, and then doubled up AQ with QT when I was priced in to call his jam because I limped under the gun, thinking that the chips I put out were the BB I thought I had to post. I managed to bust that guy later, and two others to get three handed. A guy named Kyle who was playing pretty solid busted the guy in third place, and we were heads up, with me having a slight CL.
At this point the blinds were pretty high. I won the first three hands uncontested heads up, and figured it was time to rip him to shreds. Then he started betting into me on flops that I had raised and I had to fold my 7 highs. Then the blinds increased again, and I raised with Ks7s and he jammed. I was getting a little less than 2-1, and nearly called, but decided to muck after about three minutes of thinking. The next hand we got all in with KQ (him) and KT (me)... as I said, the blinds were really high. His KQ held and he won. I walked away with $170, but I was really mad about folding that K7 (he had A5, so the call would've been right). I thought that tournament was mine once I built up to 1800, but couldn't finish it off.
On a side note, I'm probably (hopefully) participating in the National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org) with my friend Justin Cantoni. It should be pretty stressful and a pain in the ass, but I'm excited as hell for it anyway.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
AC Trip
I just got back yesterday from the +1 AC meet. I lost, but had a fucking blast. I also feel like I learned a lot, especially watching people like Kevin (lucko) and Josh (mag) play no limit. It’s scary how much better they are than me and it’s a good reminder that I have a ton to learn.
One thing that struck me immediately playing in the casino was that the average 1/ 2 NL player in the casino would be absolutely destroyed by the average .25/.5 or even .1/.25 player online. I guess the fact that they’re leaving their homes to go all the way to a casino to gamble makes them play every hand- and every hand like shit- but it was (for the most part) atrocious. Granted, there were a couple very, very good players there, but the average player… not so much.
I feel like I played awesome all trip, but made one huge mistake, slightly misplayed top set which I let get cracked, and got ridiculously outplayed by Kevin in heads up pot-limit Omaha. The set I got cracked, along with a big pot I lost to pocket aces (against a truly awful player) when I had TPTK was another reminder of how sometimes his game, there’s just nothing you can do. I heard Josh and Kevin mentioning this a lot, and Josh even sweated my cards in both of those cold decks and said that given the hands and the caliber of play in the game, I was basically destined to lose big pots there. Hearing that from him made me feel better about my play, because he’d let me know if I fucked up.
The best play I saw on the trip: in a big pot, Kevin check-raised me on the river with quads. I paid him off, because I figured there was no way in hell he’d check a hand like that on the river. He did, and it won him a lot more money.
I’ll probably think of a ton more I want to talk about later, but it’s late and I’m tired.
One thing that struck me immediately playing in the casino was that the average 1/ 2 NL player in the casino would be absolutely destroyed by the average .25/.5 or even .1/.25 player online. I guess the fact that they’re leaving their homes to go all the way to a casino to gamble makes them play every hand- and every hand like shit- but it was (for the most part) atrocious. Granted, there were a couple very, very good players there, but the average player… not so much.
I feel like I played awesome all trip, but made one huge mistake, slightly misplayed top set which I let get cracked, and got ridiculously outplayed by Kevin in heads up pot-limit Omaha. The set I got cracked, along with a big pot I lost to pocket aces (against a truly awful player) when I had TPTK was another reminder of how sometimes his game, there’s just nothing you can do. I heard Josh and Kevin mentioning this a lot, and Josh even sweated my cards in both of those cold decks and said that given the hands and the caliber of play in the game, I was basically destined to lose big pots there. Hearing that from him made me feel better about my play, because he’d let me know if I fucked up.
The best play I saw on the trip: in a big pot, Kevin check-raised me on the river with quads. I paid him off, because I figured there was no way in hell he’d check a hand like that on the river. He did, and it won him a lot more money.
I’ll probably think of a ton more I want to talk about later, but it’s late and I’m tired.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
First Entry
Alright, I had a really bad session a few days ago, so in an effort to help my game out, I figured writing out everything a blog would be helpful. Since that session, I’ve really rethought my entire game and stripped it down to the bare bones. I spent an entire day at work ignoring psychiatric patients and instead going over how to play different hands from different positions. Specifically, I spent a ton of time thinking about playing out of position (and decided I really need to knock that off) and playing hands with very bad reverse implied odds. Since that session, I’ve been playing well again and have been winning decently.
In poker news, it’s possible that pretty soon we’re all fucked. Great.
In my own personal news, I’m going to AC with a bunch of the +1 guys on Friday for Ryan’s bachelor party/excuse to drink and gamble. I’ll no doubt be giving a lot of stories from that, hopefully about big scores I made.
Personal news: congrats to one of my best friends Cir L’Bert and Jackie Masters on the birth of their baby, Eva Grace. Thank God she came out cute.
Hand of the day:
This was one of the worst calls I think I have ever seen in my poker life. Normally, I never go for a check-raise on the flop as the preflop raiser, but this guy was so damn aggressive that it was worth waiting him out forever waiting for this spot.
Hand #35084999-45276 at Schenectady (No Limit Hold'em)
Started at 04/Oct/06 21:32:28
Blaznfosho is at seat 0 with $40.50.
themffulton is at seat 1 with $122.05.
EBESTER is at seat 3 with $123.70.
RumbleSalvage is at seat 4 with $39.50.
notim4luvdrjn is at seat 5 with $46.55.
The button is at seat 0.
themffulton posts the small blind of $.25.
EBESTER posts the big blind of $.50.
Blaznfosho: -- --
themffulton: Kc Ks
EBESTER: -- --
RumbleSalvage: -- --
notim4luvdrjn: -- --
Pre-flop:
RumbleSalvage folds. notim4luvdrjn raises to $1.75.
Blaznfosho folds. themffulton re-raises to $5.75.
EBESTER folds. notim4luvdrjn calls.
Flop (board: 2h 6s Th):
themffulton checks. notim4luvdrjn bets $12.
themffulton raises to $114. notim4luvdrjn goes all-in
for $40.80. themffulton is returned $73.20
(uncalled).
Turn (board: 2h 6s Th 8c):
(no action in this round)
River (board: 2h 6s Th 8c 2d):
(no action in this round)
Showdown:
themffulton shows Kc Ks.
themffulton has Kc Ks 2h Th 2d: two pair, kings and deuces.
notim4luvdrjn shows 8d 7d.
notim4luvdrjn has 8d 2h Th 8c 2d: two pair, eights and deuces.
Hand #35084999-45276 Summary:
$2 is raked from a pot of $93.60.
themffulton wins $91.60 with two pair, kings and deuces.
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Okay, that’s all for now. Updates from AC coming soon.
In poker news, it’s possible that pretty soon we’re all fucked. Great.
In my own personal news, I’m going to AC with a bunch of the +1 guys on Friday for Ryan’s bachelor party/excuse to drink and gamble. I’ll no doubt be giving a lot of stories from that, hopefully about big scores I made.
Personal news: congrats to one of my best friends Cir L’Bert and Jackie Masters on the birth of their baby, Eva Grace. Thank God she came out cute.
Hand of the day:
This was one of the worst calls I think I have ever seen in my poker life. Normally, I never go for a check-raise on the flop as the preflop raiser, but this guy was so damn aggressive that it was worth waiting him out forever waiting for this spot.
Hand #35084999-45276 at Schenectady (No Limit Hold'em)
Started at 04/Oct/06 21:32:28
Blaznfosho is at seat 0 with $40.50.
themffulton is at seat 1 with $122.05.
EBESTER is at seat 3 with $123.70.
RumbleSalvage is at seat 4 with $39.50.
notim4luvdrjn is at seat 5 with $46.55.
The button is at seat 0.
themffulton posts the small blind of $.25.
EBESTER posts the big blind of $.50.
Blaznfosho: -- --
themffulton: Kc Ks
EBESTER: -- --
RumbleSalvage: -- --
notim4luvdrjn: -- --
Pre-flop:
RumbleSalvage folds. notim4luvdrjn raises to $1.75.
Blaznfosho folds. themffulton re-raises to $5.75.
EBESTER folds. notim4luvdrjn calls.
Flop (board: 2h 6s Th):
themffulton checks. notim4luvdrjn bets $12.
themffulton raises to $114. notim4luvdrjn goes all-in
for $40.80. themffulton is returned $73.20
(uncalled).
Turn (board: 2h 6s Th 8c):
(no action in this round)
River (board: 2h 6s Th 8c 2d):
(no action in this round)
Showdown:
themffulton shows Kc Ks.
themffulton has Kc Ks 2h Th 2d: two pair, kings and deuces.
notim4luvdrjn shows 8d 7d.
notim4luvdrjn has 8d 2h Th 8c 2d: two pair, eights and deuces.
Hand #35084999-45276 Summary:
$2 is raked from a pot of $93.60.
themffulton wins $91.60 with two pair, kings and deuces.
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Okay, that’s all for now. Updates from AC coming soon.
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