I get screwed...aka Welcome Back, Mistah Kottah...aka Catch-22 and other horror stories
Well with posting becoming a habit again there was only other requisite piece of the puzzle left to re-establish me as both an online poker player as well as a blogger of some (ill) repute:
I needed my junk kicked.
Right on cue the guy who has given me some of my best and worst ideas in regards to this little orb of ours came through. Overcoming a reticence well-earned and well-worn, I read the HammahPlayah’s flirt with destiny and 1G 10th place finish and realized it was time to return home. Starsward Bound. If only because it will be that much harder to win WWdN if I never actually play it again. When you’re off to slay dragons, ya need a windmill bare minimum.
And that brings me to my early evening download from Pokerstars.com.
Somewhere in the back of my head my little voice spoke to me and pointed out only a lunatic would put 2k in there on the first go ‘round. For once in this misbegotten endeavor I listened to my own self- and sanity- preservation instinct and deposited only a quarter that amount. This way when the inevitable end to this FoolsQuest is realized, my roll will hardly note the absence.
Too pessimistic you object? Creating my own ending with a negative outlook? To borrow one of my favourite phrases: You Decide.
Deep into MATH, I am reintroduced to a bromide I never fully believed. Stars, in all her lightning fast/table shrinking sublimity reminds/advises me that even if one could go home again, that does not mean one necessarily should.
This is close, but from memory, so WryBagel [I must be tired, I just got that joke. Cute.] is more than welcome to edit as necessary:
50/100 in the SB looking at 400 to play from EP and jacks in the box. Call instead of reraise, and I am already second guessing that move before cards come down. Two Tens and a Queen with two players in the pot. With around 2200 in front and 900 in the pot and a 4x from EP I am not worried much about AA, KK. QQ is less likely now with one showing. AQ might have opened that way. Doubt KQ would. Hard to buy AT or KT from a guy who has only played a few hands and played them solidly. I bet 650 into this pot, feeling I am ahead and indifferent to his move. I expected him to fold.
He pushes his 2k at the pot and has me covered obviously.
Time to re-examine. I go through it as methodically as I can, but just can’t see why he would have played AA, KK this way. AQ is possible, but far likelier is a mid pair that tried to shut down action preflop and take the blinds without a fight. He has seen me fold to aggression (who hasn’t?) in the last orbit or so. Win this hand and am in beautiful shape to continue climbing the mountain.
Call. 22. 2 outs and 2 cards to come is all you can ask for I guess. Still, it stung like the whirlwind was in the thornbush (not my image, but ya can’t go wrong with the Man in Black). Man I loved that call. Felt like touch was returning to the fingertips.
Until I stuck them in the campfire.
The player in me notes it’s just proof I need to get in more MTTs so I can once again get inured to the pain synonymous with the doubleclick.
Teleology Central, no?
Laytah.
I needed my junk kicked.
Right on cue the guy who has given me some of my best and worst ideas in regards to this little orb of ours came through. Overcoming a reticence well-earned and well-worn, I read the HammahPlayah’s flirt with destiny and 1G 10th place finish and realized it was time to return home. Starsward Bound. If only because it will be that much harder to win WWdN if I never actually play it again. When you’re off to slay dragons, ya need a windmill bare minimum.
And that brings me to my early evening download from Pokerstars.com.
Somewhere in the back of my head my little voice spoke to me and pointed out only a lunatic would put 2k in there on the first go ‘round. For once in this misbegotten endeavor I listened to my own self- and sanity- preservation instinct and deposited only a quarter that amount. This way when the inevitable end to this FoolsQuest is realized, my roll will hardly note the absence.
Too pessimistic you object? Creating my own ending with a negative outlook? To borrow one of my favourite phrases: You Decide.
Deep into MATH, I am reintroduced to a bromide I never fully believed. Stars, in all her lightning fast/table shrinking sublimity reminds/advises me that even if one could go home again, that does not mean one necessarily should.
This is close, but from memory, so WryBagel [I must be tired, I just got that joke. Cute.] is more than welcome to edit as necessary:
50/100 in the SB looking at 400 to play from EP and jacks in the box. Call instead of reraise, and I am already second guessing that move before cards come down. Two Tens and a Queen with two players in the pot. With around 2200 in front and 900 in the pot and a 4x from EP I am not worried much about AA, KK. QQ is less likely now with one showing. AQ might have opened that way. Doubt KQ would. Hard to buy AT or KT from a guy who has only played a few hands and played them solidly. I bet 650 into this pot, feeling I am ahead and indifferent to his move. I expected him to fold.
He pushes his 2k at the pot and has me covered obviously.
Time to re-examine. I go through it as methodically as I can, but just can’t see why he would have played AA, KK this way. AQ is possible, but far likelier is a mid pair that tried to shut down action preflop and take the blinds without a fight. He has seen me fold to aggression (who hasn’t?) in the last orbit or so. Win this hand and am in beautiful shape to continue climbing the mountain.
Call. 22. 2 outs and 2 cards to come is all you can ask for I guess. Still, it stung like the whirlwind was in the thornbush (not my image, but ya can’t go wrong with the Man in Black). Man I loved that call. Felt like touch was returning to the fingertips.
Until I stuck them in the campfire.
The player in me notes it’s just proof I need to get in more MTTs so I can once again get inured to the pain synonymous with the doubleclick.
Teleology Central, no?
Laytah.
posted by Iakaris aka I.A.K. at 12:45 AM
3 Comments:
He pushed with 22 on that board?
Wow.
On one hand, I can see how that would really, really sting.
On the other, it's nice to play with people who pull those sort of moves.
Get 'em next time, bro.
Just for consistency's sake - was it a river 2-outer? I've said it before, sometimes on Stars you just know you will win with the worst hand. You just know....
Amen kaja. Iak, in addition to Garth's kevlar cup next time you should wear some asbestos gloves. Or an asbestos cup. Whatever tickles your nads.
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