Interlocking pieces...aka FTOPS satellite whore...aka The 16k: If you thought A4 was dumb...
Edit: forgot to mention that cc's MTT is on tonight. I got last minute Cavs tickets, but if I can't find a babysitter (highly likely) I will have to give them to my younger brother - the childless, wifeless, regular workout version of me. It's on Stars, so I have no shot of winning, but cc's a helluva good guy, so I definitely want to support this party. So very, very likely see you there.
Borrowing shamelessly a page from Hoy (what else is new?):
Did everyone see that smokkee final tabled the 16k? Yeah, again. So what, you ask? Well you should still stop by and congratulate the guy! Sure he's prolly bored of raking in thousands of dollars slaying MTTs on FT, and even more bored by our utter astonishment at his regular destruction of MTTs live and online. But good form is Good Form. Lord Card Rack deserves our adulation, and so he shall have it. Starting with your hero, Captain Lucksac.
A little quieter, blinders is on quite the tear too. Blinders plays a different MTT style than I or any of the guys I model my game after play. Proving once again, there is no one correct way, his play is very effective as well, culminating in the coveted WWdN title this week. He also writes a very interesting blog. I like his style, and meant to say so a while ago. Somehow it slipped my mind. My bad.
Alright, enough talking about other people! Now back to the true point of this thing - the incessant maelstrom of self-directed beatification.
Well, I guess I should thank Fuel. For an INTJ, he's OK.
[BTW, everyone should do that survey Fuel has linked - I can't be the only ENFJ can I? Why does mine sound so totally effeminate? My hunch is Danny N. is one, but that's just a guess. ]
I seriously would not have played the Event #6 satellite last night without Fuel's encouragement at the Mookie. 2 seats awarded. After what seemed like an interminable 4 handed session, the big stack took out the other two for me. So, no, I won't exactly claim final table dominance just yet. The good news is, that's back-to-back FTOPS satellites entered and two seats won for the effort.
Fuel and Jo (as usual) were also incredibly helpful at the start in explaining to me the differences between NLHE and pot-limit, since I have to admit this was the first time I had played it. Fortunately, good cards came my way, I got action on my big hands and they held up, and it began to play like NL enough that I got over my initial trepidation.
Props as always to Hoy, who's great post yesterday reaffirmed my desire to keep playing these satellites.
A pretty good MTT night overall [cash another story altogether - i am just a cash donkey - this time I promise to remember it and quit once and for all]. I final tabled the Mookie; finishing 6th in a fashion I can live with when I was crippled by an uneven Ace who found two friends. Then again I had delivered some similar ugliness just hands before, so all's well. It does make me feel good to know I can consistently get to the point where a win is at least plausible, if only infrequently realized.
I also ran deep in the 16k on a token whim. Busted 49th just one hand after I won my Event 6 seat. It's interesting to me how euphoria or anti-tilt unhinges me. It has happened often enough that I should definitely anticipate it and counteract it. It's a shame I donked out huge, because I played well in the 16k. I made two big moves (carefully timed position pushes holding draws I hoped not to need) that essentially got me to 7k from 3k in two orbits without having to showdown. It's fun when you read your opponent as foldable and then just push his buttons enough that you give him the reason he's looking for to fold.
I felt poised to do damage - decent sized stack with 50 left. The exit is as bad if not worse than A4 at the big game. I just have to get it into my thick fucking skull that I need to be on guard constantly for this tendency to implode.
Details? BB K6c - I call what looks like a position steal. K on flop two coordinated diamonds, I bet 70% of pot (my standard declaration of war). He pushes and I have him just barely covered. Obviously I called and lost. So why did I call? I felt this move reaked of two diamonds, with mid pair maybe. If I am right he is drawing to a flush with an Ace maybe in the field as well. If I can just hold the line here I will look great. I make the ballsy [you'll need a sense of irony to get this sentence] call only to find KQ.
I gotta say I don't love his push. The only hands that will call this are ones that are going to beat you, be looking a big draw, or those held by a complete monkey [ie. your host].
Oh well. Yet another tourney I looked like I had a lock on ITM until I insisted I just let someone else have the dough. My consolation will have to be that in the few times I have played the 16k I have always been able to contend late into it. 49/330 aint great, but it aint bad either. And there's always tomorrow. For now, as Byron once wrote, "t'is time for a nap before the sun and her fair-faced, but foul-smelling despoilers of diapers arise."
Laytah.
Borrowing shamelessly a page from Hoy (what else is new?):
Did everyone see that smokkee final tabled the 16k? Yeah, again. So what, you ask? Well you should still stop by and congratulate the guy! Sure he's prolly bored of raking in thousands of dollars slaying MTTs on FT, and even more bored by our utter astonishment at his regular destruction of MTTs live and online. But good form is Good Form. Lord Card Rack deserves our adulation, and so he shall have it. Starting with your hero, Captain Lucksac.
A little quieter, blinders is on quite the tear too. Blinders plays a different MTT style than I or any of the guys I model my game after play. Proving once again, there is no one correct way, his play is very effective as well, culminating in the coveted WWdN title this week. He also writes a very interesting blog. I like his style, and meant to say so a while ago. Somehow it slipped my mind. My bad.
Alright, enough talking about other people! Now back to the true point of this thing - the incessant maelstrom of self-directed beatification.
Well, I guess I should thank Fuel. For an INTJ, he's OK.
[BTW, everyone should do that survey Fuel has linked - I can't be the only ENFJ can I? Why does mine sound so totally effeminate? My hunch is Danny N. is one, but that's just a guess. ]
I seriously would not have played the Event #6 satellite last night without Fuel's encouragement at the Mookie. 2 seats awarded. After what seemed like an interminable 4 handed session, the big stack took out the other two for me. So, no, I won't exactly claim final table dominance just yet. The good news is, that's back-to-back FTOPS satellites entered and two seats won for the effort.
Fuel and Jo (as usual) were also incredibly helpful at the start in explaining to me the differences between NLHE and pot-limit, since I have to admit this was the first time I had played it. Fortunately, good cards came my way, I got action on my big hands and they held up, and it began to play like NL enough that I got over my initial trepidation.
Props as always to Hoy, who's great post yesterday reaffirmed my desire to keep playing these satellites.
A pretty good MTT night overall [cash another story altogether - i am just a cash donkey - this time I promise to remember it and quit once and for all]. I final tabled the Mookie; finishing 6th in a fashion I can live with when I was crippled by an uneven Ace who found two friends. Then again I had delivered some similar ugliness just hands before, so all's well. It does make me feel good to know I can consistently get to the point where a win is at least plausible, if only infrequently realized.
I also ran deep in the 16k on a token whim. Busted 49th just one hand after I won my Event 6 seat. It's interesting to me how euphoria or anti-tilt unhinges me. It has happened often enough that I should definitely anticipate it and counteract it. It's a shame I donked out huge, because I played well in the 16k. I made two big moves (carefully timed position pushes holding draws I hoped not to need) that essentially got me to 7k from 3k in two orbits without having to showdown. It's fun when you read your opponent as foldable and then just push his buttons enough that you give him the reason he's looking for to fold.
I felt poised to do damage - decent sized stack with 50 left. The exit is as bad if not worse than A4 at the big game. I just have to get it into my thick fucking skull that I need to be on guard constantly for this tendency to implode.
Details? BB K6c - I call what looks like a position steal. K on flop two coordinated diamonds, I bet 70% of pot (my standard declaration of war). He pushes and I have him just barely covered. Obviously I called and lost. So why did I call? I felt this move reaked of two diamonds, with mid pair maybe. If I am right he is drawing to a flush with an Ace maybe in the field as well. If I can just hold the line here I will look great. I make the ballsy [you'll need a sense of irony to get this sentence] call only to find KQ.
I gotta say I don't love his push. The only hands that will call this are ones that are going to beat you, be looking a big draw, or those held by a complete monkey [ie. your host].
Oh well. Yet another tourney I looked like I had a lock on ITM until I insisted I just let someone else have the dough. My consolation will have to be that in the few times I have played the 16k I have always been able to contend late into it. 49/330 aint great, but it aint bad either. And there's always tomorrow. For now, as Byron once wrote, "t'is time for a nap before the sun and her fair-faced, but foul-smelling despoilers of diapers arise."
Laytah.
posted by Iakaris aka I.A.K. at 2:20 AM
11 Comments:
Let me be the first to say, courtesy of my fortunate time zone, well done!
And some advice, which I know you don't need:
Swallow a loss and learn a lesson.
Chinese proverb.
Greetings, fellow ENFJ! Now that there's two of us, we can take over the MTT world!
congrads on the 2nd place...i was an ESFJ so pretty close...keep on rolling to the final tables
Just say Ehhhhawwwwhhhh and stop that crap with K6o. Moron. I will say I have a few things from your game last night I want to integrate into my game. No, not the K6o move, I can do that myself.
I came out as an ISTJ. Sometimes I score as an INTJ also.
captain,
keep bangin the FTOPS satellite ho's. but, leave my 16k honey alone.
This ISTJ says you better not give up the cash games. Come on would you rather play checkers or chess?
Once you get to Buffalo and start getting live experience I predict your cash game will get solid and MTTs will suddenly become the diversion.
Real poker not gimmick poker.
Nice Job! I like your blog to. I am starting to think I should be trying to qualify for the FTOPS. You guys are making me jealous.
Michael - tx and goot advice that's proving difficult in the execution
Wolf/Rav - EXCELLENT! alright - that's three of us (almost), who else?
Waffles and D: you guys are both ISTJ? Now I KNOW this test is fucked.
Your Lordship: I've already had a turn on your honey and she loved it. I am def going back for more.
Blinders: you must - as Fuel noted, "they're easy if you play solid and get a decent run of cards". I concur totally.
I remember the first blogger tournamet I played was the PL DADI back in May when I wasn't even blogging yet.
After I busted out change100 (ooops), I just waited for the blinds to increase enough so that I can play it like no limit. I bubbled, but got some VPP points courtesy of Jordan.
Well played sir, well played.
Best of luck.
I SUCK AT PL!!! How did you qualify for it :)
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