A Year In Review Delivered Over Days: [Early] Winter of our Malcontents
HAH! 11:16 pm. Fuckers. Thought I was gonna pass tonight? No such luck. I follow-up that last masterpiece with a return to the Flights' Anniversary Extravaganza: Part the Third. Before I do I just want to provide you with an idea of what happened to me today before I got to the part where I decided to keep the streak intact. And before I do that, major props to mah brotha the HammerPlayer for utilizing Taint-Hound at near-maximal capacity. I hope the rest of you will follow suit soon. Much like the PokerGrub lo those many years ago, it is my humble wish that someday Taint-Hound will acheive the mainstream cache that our Beloved Hammer now possesses. I have a dream indeed.
My Day:
7am - awake, feel somewhat sleepy. by which I mean to say I poke myself in the eye with my toothbrush while trying to get the shower door open. still not sure HOW I did that...but it was an omen that should have been given appropriate respect. a wise man would have forgone the shower, cancelled all cases and pulled cover to head.
I, of course, trundle on in all my Cycloptic vainglory.
8am-1030am- dual chamber defibrillator. sudden death prevention in a box. still, twice as long as I capable. the day is evaporating and there is still much to do.
11am-2pm- single chamber defibrillator. you may note that to put a simpler device in takes longer. really tough going without any major catastrophes. just hard work. 5 1/2 in lead and just getting started.
315pm- 730pm- biventricular defibrillator [the lexus of devices, can save your life and treat the symptoms of heart failure: take a moment and thank god for engineers, they are doing some unreal things for us. and they rarely got to nail the prom queen. where's the justice?] 4 hours more in lead for a total of 7.
9:30pm- finished paperwork and made it home somewhat bleary eyed... mookie was an early implosion (Drizz nicely headfaked me into thinking his Aces looked liked a Hammah). FT26k just another in an insanely long list of dominated beats. AQ v A9 with moron looking for a heart after the first three come down. How long can this go on? Your guess is likely much better than mine.
Here with 7 minutes to go comes the next installment. Series wraps up tomorrow I think. At which time I will delete the blog.
Or not.
October 2006:
Fuel and I become regular emailers since he loathes girly chat. For two people who haven’t met, it’s clear we’re listening to the same frequency at least some of the time. Jo (another of my friends I wonder about…where are you girl?) brings a completely different perspective to MTTing and I tinker with my game to see what results from tightening up. I money the very first Big Game and get introduced to the higher level thinking that is lucko demolishing a table. He put on a clinic at the bubble that no one playing even understood, starting and ending with me. The comments on that post remain worth reading because the whole counterintuitive concept gets laid out very clearly. I became a rabid addict of his blog after that, and although I just can’t play that LAG style convincingly, I understand and recognize it much better as a result of reading him. Not a bad return on investment for a 26 dollar token.
November 2006:
My license finally arrives and dreams of actually moving to Buffalo turn rapidly into reality.
Final tabled the 25k at long last (busting 6th holding AQ v A5). Sweet, sweet days, where have you gone? FT why have you have turned on me? Whatever it was I did, I AM SORRY.
Oh yeah, I finished fourth in PLHE FTOPS Event #6. Heh. I know, I know…I got lucky. I can still feel some people thinking this every time they interact with me at the felt. FWIW, I think I played good too, and btw I satellited into that biotch too. So when this little cold streak ends and I start tearing it up again, you will have to take the knee you rightly should you donkeys!
Actually the goodwill that has been sent my way for months during my hot streak and the commiserations and advice while I’ve been running cold has meant a lot. Damn I'm a good guy for saying that...Now can the cold streak be over?
Thought so.
December 2006:
Heading into December, Flights had become a fairly popular pokerblog. Not only did about 100 people drop everyday, about 15-30 commented each post. That was the real fun in posting, I got feedback, some good advice and occasionally my balls busted in a way that made me want to come back with more. But December is where it falls apart. New job and no posting. And unclarity on my part if I even want to continue. I miss the Winter Classic in what will become a recurrent theme in my time in Buffalo [Having since missed trips to Italy and NYC as I might have mentioned recently]. This initial miss further distances me from my summer/fall of afternoon MTTs and evening posts. And from this blog. But interestingly not the brethren who I continue to read regularly, returning to my pre-Flights life of a serial commenter. There's something to be said for it...much easier on the schedule fo sho.
That absence from posting led me to think I was done with this expendable indulgence.
Turns out I was wrong.
MTF.
My Day:
7am - awake, feel somewhat sleepy. by which I mean to say I poke myself in the eye with my toothbrush while trying to get the shower door open. still not sure HOW I did that...but it was an omen that should have been given appropriate respect. a wise man would have forgone the shower, cancelled all cases and pulled cover to head.
I, of course, trundle on in all my Cycloptic vainglory.
8am-1030am- dual chamber defibrillator. sudden death prevention in a box. still, twice as long as I capable. the day is evaporating and there is still much to do.
11am-2pm- single chamber defibrillator. you may note that to put a simpler device in takes longer. really tough going without any major catastrophes. just hard work. 5 1/2 in lead and just getting started.
315pm- 730pm- biventricular defibrillator [the lexus of devices, can save your life and treat the symptoms of heart failure: take a moment and thank god for engineers, they are doing some unreal things for us. and they rarely got to nail the prom queen. where's the justice?] 4 hours more in lead for a total of 7.
9:30pm- finished paperwork and made it home somewhat bleary eyed... mookie was an early implosion (Drizz nicely headfaked me into thinking his Aces looked liked a Hammah). FT26k just another in an insanely long list of dominated beats. AQ v A9 with moron looking for a heart after the first three come down. How long can this go on? Your guess is likely much better than mine.
Here with 7 minutes to go comes the next installment. Series wraps up tomorrow I think. At which time I will delete the blog.
Or not.
October 2006:
Fuel and I become regular emailers since he loathes girly chat. For two people who haven’t met, it’s clear we’re listening to the same frequency at least some of the time. Jo (another of my friends I wonder about…where are you girl?) brings a completely different perspective to MTTing and I tinker with my game to see what results from tightening up. I money the very first Big Game and get introduced to the higher level thinking that is lucko demolishing a table. He put on a clinic at the bubble that no one playing even understood, starting and ending with me. The comments on that post remain worth reading because the whole counterintuitive concept gets laid out very clearly. I became a rabid addict of his blog after that, and although I just can’t play that LAG style convincingly, I understand and recognize it much better as a result of reading him. Not a bad return on investment for a 26 dollar token.
November 2006:
My license finally arrives and dreams of actually moving to Buffalo turn rapidly into reality.
Final tabled the 25k at long last (busting 6th holding AQ v A5). Sweet, sweet days, where have you gone? FT why have you have turned on me? Whatever it was I did, I AM SORRY.
Oh yeah, I finished fourth in PLHE FTOPS Event #6. Heh. I know, I know…I got lucky. I can still feel some people thinking this every time they interact with me at the felt. FWIW, I think I played good too, and btw I satellited into that biotch too. So when this little cold streak ends and I start tearing it up again, you will have to take the knee you rightly should you donkeys!
Actually the goodwill that has been sent my way for months during my hot streak and the commiserations and advice while I’ve been running cold has meant a lot. Damn I'm a good guy for saying that...Now can the cold streak be over?
Thought so.
December 2006:
Heading into December, Flights had become a fairly popular pokerblog. Not only did about 100 people drop everyday, about 15-30 commented each post. That was the real fun in posting, I got feedback, some good advice and occasionally my balls busted in a way that made me want to come back with more. But December is where it falls apart. New job and no posting. And unclarity on my part if I even want to continue. I miss the Winter Classic in what will become a recurrent theme in my time in Buffalo [Having since missed trips to Italy and NYC as I might have mentioned recently]. This initial miss further distances me from my summer/fall of afternoon MTTs and evening posts. And from this blog. But interestingly not the brethren who I continue to read regularly, returning to my pre-Flights life of a serial commenter. There's something to be said for it...much easier on the schedule fo sho.
That absence from posting led me to think I was done with this expendable indulgence.
Turns out I was wrong.
MTF.
posted by Iakaris aka I.A.K. at 11:12 PM
2 Comments:
Another great post. Thanks for my lunch time entertainment!
That was a triple-deke by the way.
And yes, if you watch the Mighty Ducks movies, I have in fact played in all of those arenas!
Cold-string? Maybe you just need more reps, figure good tourney players cash 27-30% of the time, much like a decent MLB player getting a hit.
If you play less frequently, those 3 times in 10 you get a hit are going to come in even more sporadically.
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