Archive for July, 2009

How Bad is it?

CEO’s are now playing miniature golf.

Jewish women are marrying for love.

Even people who have nothing to do with the Obama administration aren’t paying their taxes.

McDonalds is selling the 1/4 ouncer

Parents in Beverly Hills fired their nannies and learned their children’s names.

A truckload of Americans got caught sneaking into Mexico.

The most highly-paid job is now jury duty.

Dick Cheney took his stockbroker hunting.

People in Africa are donating money to Americans

Mothers in Ethiopia are telling their kids, “finish your plate, do you know how many kids are starving in the US ?”

Motel Six won’t leave the light on

The Mafia is laying off judges

And….the government finally put away Bernard Madoff —— hey, neat…the guy who made $50 billion disappear has been placed in jail by the people who made $750 billion disappear….


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In my second WSOP event, I went in prepared. I’d been in Vegas for exactly 48 hours. I’d played maybe six hours of poker total in that time. I wanted to be fresh mentally…I wanted to not be handicapped by thinking about poor cash game play, or too many beverages, or lack of sleep. I’d already registered the night before so no worries about rushing over there. In fact, one of my cohorts got shut out of the 2,781 person event. 4,500 in chips. I worked up my stack nicely early on thanks to the following couple of hands: (25-50 round) UTG makes it 150, and there’s four callers ahead of me, I’m the button and heck, let’s go with my weak A,10 offsuit. Maybe I’ll spike two pair, or flop a straight. Flop comes, A,K,8, two hearts (I have the Ace of hearts). Preflop raiser makes checks and it checks around to me….I’m very weary of the – I mean I have very big suspicions.  C’mon, no one hit?  I check.  Turn brings another heart and again, it checks around to me.  With 750 in the pot, I bet 350.  Preflop raiser calls, everyone else folds.  With 1,400 in the pot, I’m now prayin’ for a heart….woohoo, a heart comes on the river.  Check, and I bet 700….UTG folds his AA (for a set) face up.  Guess he shoulda bet out his set eh?

Round four (100-200), four to the flop, I have A,10 (again), this time in the BB, and it’s a limped pot.  800 in the pot and flop comes J,J,7.  I bet out 300 on the paired board, one caller.  Hm.  Turn, a J.  I bet 500 again.  He calls.  River a blank.  I bet 1,500…he hims/haws and finally folds saying he had a mid pocket pair.

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Round 8 (300-600 blinds, 75 ante; average chip stack 18,000+, 600 players left, tourney pays the top 297) I’m on the button and pick up two black jacks. Folded around to me and I raise to 1,600 which is fairly standard at this point. I’ve not been perceived as getting out of line at all at this table; I’ve been a fairly tight player (perceived anyway).

Big blind who has about 60,000 in chips, makes it 5,100. I now have a decision. I could fold my JJ to the table captain, and have about 16K. However, there’s now about 7,700 in the pot, costing me 3,500 (or about 20% of my remaining stack. I really believe I’ve got the best hand. I mean, only QQ, KK, and AA beats me and AK, AQ is a coin flip. Five hands. I decide quickly I’m not laying it down, and then even quicker that I cannot just call. Blinds are going up to 400-800 (100) in 10 minutes. I shove. I’m saying, hey “I’ve got the goods 10’s or higher”…..”…. There’s fold equity (I believe) as it’d cost him 13K (about 25% of his stack. He thinks about 10 seconds and calls. I’m praying he’s got AK, AQ, but moreso 10,10. He’s got 9,9. Ok….now it’s just to just hold up. 81% favorite. Flop looks good initially….Q,5,4….however three hearts (are you kidding me????)….turn a black blank, and river……….a King….a red…..HEART. C’mon!!!!!!!!!!!! You’ve got to be kidding me.

Perfect poker for eight hours…gone, done!  Sick, sick to my stomache.  Eight rounds, eight hours of play, lasting 10 hours (including breaks).  I win that pot and I have about 39K or so in chips, more than 60 big blinds, and average chip stack, 18-20K.  I’d have been 3rd in chips at our table.  Table captain, would have been knocked down to about 40K.

All for naught….  In hind-site, I played one of my best sessions of poker ever actually.  I don’t regret in the least shoving my JJ.  Luck,…bad luck got in the way, this time.  Unlike last year when nerves probably played a little role in my undoing…this year, I felt confident; I felt as if I was one of the top three players at every table I played.

Next year!!!

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