Monday, June 12, 2006

Poker Weekend Wrap-up

BB's to go: 638.0 or $63.80

It's 85 degrees in my office for some reason, and I'm starting to sweat already, so I'm keeping this short.

I got a last minute dispensation to play at the Hardware Bar on Friday. I can sum up the hour I was there in a few paragraphs:

Registered, bought a soda, smoked a cigarette, and ogled the waitresses.

Met the other people at my table. I few regulars, some Type A punks and a senior citizen. The guy on my left looks like John Lovitz.

First hand: AA. Bet out 3x's the big blind. Two callers. Flop is QJ10. Checked to me and I 1500 and I'm called by both players. Turn: 9. Fuck. About the worst card I could have gotten. First guy bets all-in and I have to fold. He turns over 87 offsuit. I'm on Hardware Bar tilt.

Fold. Fold. Fold. Fold.

Finally see A8 of hearts. I bet the two-club flop and I'm called. Turn is a club. Checked around. River is another club and I laugh and shake my head. The moron on my right whispers "You're showing weakness." I reply "because my hand IS weak." I check-fold to the woman with the nut flush.

Fold. Fold. Fold. Fold.

AQo. I bet another 3x's the big blind and I'm called by multiple players. Flop is 2x2. I min-bet and I'm called. Turn is a 2. I think my ace-kicker is good and go all in. The same lady who beat me with a flush calls right away and shows me her pocket fours. Do I have to say that the river wasn't any help?

So, I go home and lose about five bucks playing tourney. Post a small win on the limit tables.


Saturday was our neighborhood picnic. Ugh. We know some of our neighbors, but have only really developed any sort of friendship with one other family. I'm not a social butterfly, and I had resigned myself to a night of sitting at a picnic table making small talk, interspersed with uncomfortable silences.

Until someone suggests a poker game. Ah! We play a six man, five-buck tournament that lasted a lot longer than I thought it would. The play was pretty horrible- at one point, there was a heated discussion about how playing any ace was a good idea. Another person asked if K-A-2-3-4 was considered a straight or not. Folding and raising was apparently considered bad form.

I got no cards to start and stayed out of the action. Turned it around when I went all-in with AJs and luckily rivered my straight. Made some pretty bad calls but generally didn't get punished for them. Finally, I was heads-up with a drunk guy in his twenties. I pushed with any hand with a queen or higher. Probably not the smartest play, but I was about pokered out and was ready for bed.

Go figure, I won! My first cash tourney win netted me fifteen bucks. Afterward, I made the smartest play: I gave the money to the Mistress for putting the kids to bed while I played.


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