Thursday, May 22, 2008

In Memoriam Eleven Dollars

My timing still sucks.

Mookie. Last night. Just into the 2nd hour. I'm not desperate, but I am fairly short with an M of around 6. I was hurt with my only "big" pair of the first hour, JJ, but have hung around by raising every big ace in position. I haven't made anything resembling "a move".

I figure I should change things up and try stealing when I actually have enough chips to make people think twice before calling. I open shove with an unsuited disconnector.

The big blind has JJ, makes the "duh!" call* for half his stack, I go home.

The very first time I try and steal. What a surprise.

Not a bad beat, just annoying. I am not cut out to be an aggro monkey.

Anyway, long weekend coming up. I plan to yardwork myself into a state of complete exhaustion. There may be some painting involved. Pokerage is unlikely, but you never know. Don't forget the Riverchasers tonight - one of your last few chances to win a BBT3 tournament of champions (the road to a free WSOP seat) entry. I have no idea what the format is - there was some mention of a heads up tournament, if that's the case I'll pass.

See you, if not there then elsewhere.

* c'mon, this is a blonkament, nobody's folding any pair or any ace there. Or KQ, KJ, KT, 93o, 54s, T2o, whatever.

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