Thursdays tourney seems to be one of the most popular tourneys. Now if only we could get to the bottom of that, well, we'd be at the bottom of it. Which also reminds me how much Thursday nights up here seem to be turning into Gay night!!! The Le Mons Little Mexican even wanted a shy Ewok to take a walk with him. Awwwwww isnt that cute!!!
There were shed loads for the tourney, a few familiar faces, a few new faces. Not everyone is "getting a name" as its now called in the club, as I didnt deal to everyone tonight. Apparently there was a special request for one of the new faces to be called Chicken Little whereas he suggested "loose and horrible" himself. A loose horrible Chicken Little????? I'll leave this one to the panel.
Since I dealt the final table I'll tell you who made it. In order of seating; Our newest Thousandaire, The Mullet, Boromir, Roadkill, Skidrick (who had a €20 bet with Mc Hammer that he would indeed make the final table), The Cyclist, Strawberry Shortcake, Mc Hammer, Colin Montgomery and The 60% Man. The action was pretty much ABC. There was quite an odd pot tho, Mc Hammer raises to 3,500, Colin Montgomery ships all in for a lot, The Mullet is thinking and disappears into the tank eventually coming up for air and folding, I cant remember who calls but Mc Hammer folds. The board comes down and by the turn there are two jacks and a whopping King on the river. Colin's 77 holds. The odd part about this hand is that the Mullet declares he had Queens. Not so odd you might think but he declares this to a spectator behind him and like a mexican wave every individual asks him what he had. Apparently the hearing factor is now officially gone out of poker. THE MAN HAD QUEENS!!!!!!!!!!!
Top three were getting paid and the bubble seemed to last forever. I'm pretty sure I slipped into a coma for a while as preflop action went pretty much like this: sb, bb, all in, fold fold fold. Now picture this happening for three quarters of an hour solid!!!!! I do exaggerate a bit, there were two all ins during this mammoth period that were called and needless to say people doubled up. Then The 60% Man took a hit and decided to push getting knocked out. We're finally in the prizes and it takes a while to loosen up but when it does the following hand happens. The Mullet (small stack) pushes all in, Skidrick (chip leader) moves all in, Colin Montgomery moves all in! So there we are, the hands respectively read; A8, 33, AK. The board reads: 4,7,K.......(insert long pause here for dramatic effect) 3, 2. Game over! Please insert coin. Skidrick takes it down there and then. In fairness he did declare as soon as he walked through the door tonight that he was going to win the tourney! Fair dues, he's a man of his word.
Anyhoo insert brief intermission for me til I get my hands on the now Omaha only cash game. Sweeeeeeeeeeeeet! Apparently Roadkill sat down and was out in 10minutes when his house ran into a higher house. Card Death still continuing. Keep your head up dude, it only took 7 months for mine to clear up and I'm still getting some aftershocks! So the stars of this merry gathering is McHammer, the horrible loose little Chicken, the 60% Man, the Le Mons Little Mexican, The Ewok and Family Guy. Its pretty much standard Omaha stuff. McHammer gets two horrific beats when both himself and the Ewok flop the nuts straight. They're all in and the Ewok has the higher straight draw which comes on the river. Ouch! Then Mc's nuts straight runs into a flush draw which also hits on the river.
There was plenty more carnage on the table when it was announced the the Le Mons Little Mexican wasnt going to be staying much longer as he had to drive 600 miles the next day. Now Clonmel - Cork, Cork - Limerick, Limerick - Cork, Cork - Clonmel. While messy certainly aint 600 miles, unless they have moved Limerick since I was there last. I know they havent moved Cork cos I was only home a few days ago. Hmmmmmmm I suspect a little fabrication. Not important, just worth a mention.
The play of the night came towards the end and comes from someone who seems to think he's all that in Omaha. There are five in for the flop at €5. The flop comes down 3,3,10. Check, check, check, check.....POT! Ok €25. Now as everyone is folding the Ewok lets out a cry of despair after his pot bet dramatically hits the table!!!! Everyone who hasnt folded, fold instantly and we nearly piss our pants as the Brave young Ewok flips over his hand. 10, 3, 2 and hiding behind the little ducky was another little three. Bravo!!!!!!
So anyhoo the cash game breaks up after that and here I am sitting in this lonely card room with my laptop typing in everything that ye just saw tonight.... hang on a sec!!! Something's not right with that......Ah who cares!
love and muppets,
Caboose
*** Tip of the day; Winking at dealers is not an advised past time. It won't make you're cards any sweeter, you're not going to get a date (regardless of gender (well unless you are an oriental babe with the most amazing body. Then you might get a date!!!!!)) and well it makes you look like you want to be screwed in a very uncomfortable place.......like the back of a Volkswagon. It is a practice that should be banned before you're hurt.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Wednesday 30th May...Day3.....we land on enemy shores!
Wow for a night with no cash game it sure is late. Yup its 6 in the morning and I'm going home to get royally drunk. I swear i dont have a drinking problem. Just ever have one of those nights where you just need to get hammered????? You're in my state of mind!
Anyhoo we kicked off tonights festivities 10 handed. Your stars in order of appearance were Roadkill, The Causeway, The Pony express, Family Guy, The DIY man, The Quiet man, That bad guy from the new Bond film, The Mathematician, Old Father Time, Mr Lactose Intolerant. (Phew these names are tougher and tougher to come by and they're always long which doesnt make sense since I have to type them all out over and over again. I'll never learn).
Speed dealing brought us down to 7 in the third level. The DIY man was first to go claiming he didnt mind going home early. Wish granted then. We also lost the Bond villain and Mr Lactose Intolerant. Things kinda hit a bump for a while and some action boards brought no action. Of course on my one break, where I had to send a text, Old Father time flops quad tens and is checked all the way to the river until The Causeway decides to bet out! Ah well at least he didnt lose all his chips.
Three handed took forever until we lost old father time and he left mumbling about something but super dealing powers allow us to tune out to bad cards, how did he call and general bad beat talk so I was oblivious to the mumblings and to the stares that followed. God bless Super hero school!!! Heads up was between the Causeway and the Mathematician. It was pretty much looking to be a looooong heads up which I dont generally mind as long as there is some action!!!!!! But it did finally happen. The causeway got caught slowplaying a flopped two pair when The Mathematician hit a four card straight on the river with a 6 in hand to top it. So that was pretty much it. Done and dusted by midnight.
So what the hell am I doing here at 6 in the morning? Well I introduced Roadkill and Family Guy to a new game, a different version of rummy if you dont mind and each session takes a while. Needless to say we had 4 sessions. Which brings me to my first point; I need to get drunk. Yabba Dabba Darts is still breaking hearts. With €24 in the bank and one off mammoth darts I hit two mysteries in a row. Aint that a bitch!!!!!! Elvis is apparently filled up again from the accidental jackpot last night. I'll believe it when I see it.
Oh on yet another point. I was informed today that all you need is a Gmail account to leave a comment so if you have....then please please leave a comment. It gets lonely on here and sometimes I feel like I'm talking to myself. I am talking to myself aren't I? Allllo? Anybody?? Bloody philistines. I'm going home!
a very tired Caboose!
*** Tip of the day, Watch the Prestige. I meant to say it earlier but it came up in conversation tonight which reminded me.
Anyhoo we kicked off tonights festivities 10 handed. Your stars in order of appearance were Roadkill, The Causeway, The Pony express, Family Guy, The DIY man, The Quiet man, That bad guy from the new Bond film, The Mathematician, Old Father Time, Mr Lactose Intolerant. (Phew these names are tougher and tougher to come by and they're always long which doesnt make sense since I have to type them all out over and over again. I'll never learn).
Speed dealing brought us down to 7 in the third level. The DIY man was first to go claiming he didnt mind going home early. Wish granted then. We also lost the Bond villain and Mr Lactose Intolerant. Things kinda hit a bump for a while and some action boards brought no action. Of course on my one break, where I had to send a text, Old Father time flops quad tens and is checked all the way to the river until The Causeway decides to bet out! Ah well at least he didnt lose all his chips.
Three handed took forever until we lost old father time and he left mumbling about something but super dealing powers allow us to tune out to bad cards, how did he call and general bad beat talk so I was oblivious to the mumblings and to the stares that followed. God bless Super hero school!!! Heads up was between the Causeway and the Mathematician. It was pretty much looking to be a looooong heads up which I dont generally mind as long as there is some action!!!!!! But it did finally happen. The causeway got caught slowplaying a flopped two pair when The Mathematician hit a four card straight on the river with a 6 in hand to top it. So that was pretty much it. Done and dusted by midnight.
So what the hell am I doing here at 6 in the morning? Well I introduced Roadkill and Family Guy to a new game, a different version of rummy if you dont mind and each session takes a while. Needless to say we had 4 sessions. Which brings me to my first point; I need to get drunk. Yabba Dabba Darts is still breaking hearts. With €24 in the bank and one off mammoth darts I hit two mysteries in a row. Aint that a bitch!!!!!! Elvis is apparently filled up again from the accidental jackpot last night. I'll believe it when I see it.
Oh on yet another point. I was informed today that all you need is a Gmail account to leave a comment so if you have....then please please leave a comment. It gets lonely on here and sometimes I feel like I'm talking to myself. I am talking to myself aren't I? Allllo? Anybody?? Bloody philistines. I'm going home!
a very tired Caboose!
*** Tip of the day, Watch the Prestige. I meant to say it earlier but it came up in conversation tonight which reminded me.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Tuesday 29th. Day 2. We ship out..........
Update on yesterdays as Skid so gracefully reminded me. Regarding the hand that was posted yesterday. Remember? The one with the gutshot? Well there was also a flush out. So thank you Skid.
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Right onto tonight or last night for those of you who live in the day time. Let me, once again, set the scene. The two televisions are blaring out Top Gear, Buzz is watching people crash spectacularly on the PC which is also loud. But above all this din the sweet dulcet tones of "Little less conversation little more action please" can be heard blaring from the machine room. Our new addition the Elvis fruit machine. Man its loud. It also has a jackpot of €250. It was only a few hours old and Family Guy "accidentaly" hit the jackpot. So now no ones going to play it for a month! Way ta go, muppet! How the hell do you accidentaly hit the jackpot??? I cant wait to hear this.
15 brave souls show for the tourney and in an early hand on my table, the 4th I think, we see a rematch between Buzz and the Good twin. The Flop comes 8,Q,10 all clubs. Oooh straight flush possibilty. The good twin bets out and Buzz calls. The turn brings an 8. This time the Good twin checks and Buzz bets out. The Good twin calls and the river comes yet another 8 (some dealer!!!!) this time the Good twin ships! He's got Buzz marginally covered and Buzz disappears into the Tank. He spends so long in there I assume he's met the semi Pro and they're having a coffee or something. He eventually declares that he cant fold and calls. He shows the Queen for the house. The Good Twin shows the Ace of clubs and mucks.
Past that there wasnt many surprises. A few suck outs but please this is a poker club. The final table looks like this; MC Hammer, The Fish, New friend, the Cyclist, Mr. Identity Crisis, Buzz, Babyface, Newbie # 2, and Roadkill. 2 go in the first level upon the return, the next level sees 1 more go and a further 2 drop the next level. The final five include; MC Hammer who I believe had Aces busted. Not bad considering he was on the brink at least 4 times. The Fish who had the chip lead when I left apparently got caught in Buzz's lobster pot. Newbie #2 was next in a hand that I have absolutely no idea what went on in. Which left New Friend and Buzz. Buzz takes the tourney and sweet sweet victory when his K6 paired against New Friends Q10 which I believed paired the 10.
In the meantime I'm over at what can only be described as a cash game. I'm pretty sure its a cash game. I have a float, a deck, a button, players with cash chips and the good ole familiar €1/€2 blinds. Yet I get a niggling sensation that Skid and Bob the Builder are playing their own game. Straddles include all in's and verbal "Go all in, I'll call blind". In short it was practice for the lotto tomorrow night. We had Bob the Builder, Babyface, Skid, Roadkill, Fish, The DIY man, Buzz and of course Family Guy. Buzz sits in with a few hands gone and after congratulatory slaps on the back and well dones he settles in by moving all in preflop on his first hand. Just after telling us how he waited patiently for the Fish and how he's perfected his paitience. The way Bob the Builder was playing there was no way he was going to fold and when he looked at his hand there was no doubt at all. So it was pocket 2's for Buzz and Big Chick for Bob. 2's held up!!!
Skid's phone rings and he declares that his next hand is his last hand. He very gently puts €100 in chips aside and claims that he's playing with the rest which is €14. I think we can all see where this is going. He raises preflop for the €14 and Babyface raises. After a bit of banter they're all in! Skid with Big Chick and Babyface with Sigfried and Roy. The case Ho hits the flop and its nighty night Skid.
Some think now that one lunatic has departed, under tragic circumstances, that the game might quieten down. If you believe that I'll sell you your own shoes and charge you extra for your socks. (It should be pointed out that the Good twin was wearing black socks tonight instead of his "girlfriend's" stripey ones. cough cough). Family guy and Bob start betting against each other blind the whole way. Bob gets the upperhand against Family Guy who busts out. But he's coaxed back in to play. At this stage its just Babyface, Roadkill (after getting another night of horrible beats and another cold deck), Bob the builder and Family guy. So Family guy buys in and decides to move seats. He does move chairs but he's in the exact same position as last time. Some times I do wonder. Roadkill succumbs to another batch of beats on a now round of each game and we're left with three. Family Guys moving of seats work as he is now winning hands. Blind of course. Bob eventually falls to the mighty onslaught of the blind play and thats all she wrote.
So there you have it. In a nutshell, good tourney, crazy cash game! Now I do believe I have another bottle of Kopparberg waiting for me at home, with no woman. If it appears that I have a drinking problem, well there's nothing much I can do about that really. I do have to get out of here tho as that bin is reeking of curry chips and sick and all as I am its bothering me.
So I'll leave you there.
love
your friendly
Caboose.
*** Tip of the day: Stay away from Elvis for a while. At least til Family Guy fills him back up. Ooooh sexual references abound!
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Right onto tonight or last night for those of you who live in the day time. Let me, once again, set the scene. The two televisions are blaring out Top Gear, Buzz is watching people crash spectacularly on the PC which is also loud. But above all this din the sweet dulcet tones of "Little less conversation little more action please" can be heard blaring from the machine room. Our new addition the Elvis fruit machine. Man its loud. It also has a jackpot of €250. It was only a few hours old and Family Guy "accidentaly" hit the jackpot. So now no ones going to play it for a month! Way ta go, muppet! How the hell do you accidentaly hit the jackpot??? I cant wait to hear this.
15 brave souls show for the tourney and in an early hand on my table, the 4th I think, we see a rematch between Buzz and the Good twin. The Flop comes 8,Q,10 all clubs. Oooh straight flush possibilty. The good twin bets out and Buzz calls. The turn brings an 8. This time the Good twin checks and Buzz bets out. The Good twin calls and the river comes yet another 8 (some dealer!!!!) this time the Good twin ships! He's got Buzz marginally covered and Buzz disappears into the Tank. He spends so long in there I assume he's met the semi Pro and they're having a coffee or something. He eventually declares that he cant fold and calls. He shows the Queen for the house. The Good Twin shows the Ace of clubs and mucks.
Past that there wasnt many surprises. A few suck outs but please this is a poker club. The final table looks like this; MC Hammer, The Fish, New friend, the Cyclist, Mr. Identity Crisis, Buzz, Babyface, Newbie # 2, and Roadkill. 2 go in the first level upon the return, the next level sees 1 more go and a further 2 drop the next level. The final five include; MC Hammer who I believe had Aces busted. Not bad considering he was on the brink at least 4 times. The Fish who had the chip lead when I left apparently got caught in Buzz's lobster pot. Newbie #2 was next in a hand that I have absolutely no idea what went on in. Which left New Friend and Buzz. Buzz takes the tourney and sweet sweet victory when his K6 paired against New Friends Q10 which I believed paired the 10.
In the meantime I'm over at what can only be described as a cash game. I'm pretty sure its a cash game. I have a float, a deck, a button, players with cash chips and the good ole familiar €1/€2 blinds. Yet I get a niggling sensation that Skid and Bob the Builder are playing their own game. Straddles include all in's and verbal "Go all in, I'll call blind". In short it was practice for the lotto tomorrow night. We had Bob the Builder, Babyface, Skid, Roadkill, Fish, The DIY man, Buzz and of course Family Guy. Buzz sits in with a few hands gone and after congratulatory slaps on the back and well dones he settles in by moving all in preflop on his first hand. Just after telling us how he waited patiently for the Fish and how he's perfected his paitience. The way Bob the Builder was playing there was no way he was going to fold and when he looked at his hand there was no doubt at all. So it was pocket 2's for Buzz and Big Chick for Bob. 2's held up!!!
Skid's phone rings and he declares that his next hand is his last hand. He very gently puts €100 in chips aside and claims that he's playing with the rest which is €14. I think we can all see where this is going. He raises preflop for the €14 and Babyface raises. After a bit of banter they're all in! Skid with Big Chick and Babyface with Sigfried and Roy. The case Ho hits the flop and its nighty night Skid.
Some think now that one lunatic has departed, under tragic circumstances, that the game might quieten down. If you believe that I'll sell you your own shoes and charge you extra for your socks. (It should be pointed out that the Good twin was wearing black socks tonight instead of his "girlfriend's" stripey ones. cough cough). Family guy and Bob start betting against each other blind the whole way. Bob gets the upperhand against Family Guy who busts out. But he's coaxed back in to play. At this stage its just Babyface, Roadkill (after getting another night of horrible beats and another cold deck), Bob the builder and Family guy. So Family guy buys in and decides to move seats. He does move chairs but he's in the exact same position as last time. Some times I do wonder. Roadkill succumbs to another batch of beats on a now round of each game and we're left with three. Family Guys moving of seats work as he is now winning hands. Blind of course. Bob eventually falls to the mighty onslaught of the blind play and thats all she wrote.
So there you have it. In a nutshell, good tourney, crazy cash game! Now I do believe I have another bottle of Kopparberg waiting for me at home, with no woman. If it appears that I have a drinking problem, well there's nothing much I can do about that really. I do have to get out of here tho as that bin is reeking of curry chips and sick and all as I am its bothering me.
So I'll leave you there.
love
your friendly
Caboose.
*** Tip of the day: Stay away from Elvis for a while. At least til Family Guy fills him back up. Ooooh sexual references abound!
Monday 28th......The League starts!!!!!!!
Ah! Yes this blog will be late but in fairness I do have a life outside the club….well ok that’s a bit of a stretch but as I write this I’m sitting in bed with a Kopparberg!!!! See it may be 7 in the morning to you but not for me. That’s me justifying it anyhoo. Just missing the beautiful woman and then I’m set to go. Anyhoo enough about me, on with the show.
First things first, TAP or the Andrex Puppy wanted to apply for a name change as it seemed uncool and, well, gay. Fair enough. I was stuck there for a while considering names. Spartan? Not everyone would get the Halo reference and would only drift back to 300, which is full of semi clothed men. More gay references, uhm nope! After running through a few more options, Rock, Ho Train, etc I decided to run the name off the cash game performance. So from this point on TAP shall be called Roadkill =o).
The tourney saw a small battlefield where eight Generals and one sergeant took part. In order of seating arrangements; Cobble Jnr, The Cyclist, The ever jovial Skid, The Good twin, Cobble, Geoff, Yours truly, Peter Griffin and Buzz Lightyear. Now one hand has to get a mention as I was roasted for it. I am generally known as a tight enough player, fair enough. I did get a bit of culture shock when I started playing outside Dublin and Cork as apparently any paint, regardless of kicker is seen as an all in hand (not to mention 10,3! 10,3!!!!!!!!! Some other time) so being an adaptive sort of bloke I changed my game accordingly. Here’s the hand:
My Big Blind, Family Guy raises, Geoff calls and I call with A5 of clubs.
Flop comes 3,3,4. (gutshot for me, put Family Guy on an overpair or AK and know Geoff has sweet FA)
I bet out a thousand (blinds are still only 150/300), Family Guy raises to 3,500 (or 4,500, can’t remember) and Geoff folds.
Here’s where things go wonky, normally I wouldn’t even have bet the thousand on the flop or called preflop. But when in Rome…. I call
Turn comes 7 and I check fully willing to surrender the hand at this point. Family guy checks!!!!!!!!!!! Happy birthday to me, free card.
Sure enough the river comes my beloved little ducky. I insta-ship! 4,100. Family Guy thinks for a while and calls. I call straight and he mucks. Hooks or Ladies can’t remember which.
Next thing I know Family Guy bitches about shocking play! (don’t check the turn next time bud and when I move all in I usually have it.) Geoff then turns on me for calling for a gutshot. Even Yoda was surprised. Hands up yes I called for a gut shot. I didn’t, however give myself a free card or make a call on a paired, straight board with an overpair. This being the first time a gutshot was ever called for in the club, of course. Thank you, the defence rests!
Another strange hand occurred between the Good twin and Buzz lightyear. Pocket ladies filled a set on the river to take down the hand but I think I had better let the two of them tell you how the betting went and why it went like it did. Twas odd though.
As the tourney went on luck reared its ugly head on many occasions for many people, myself included, until it came down to the Good Twin and myself. We struck a gentlemen’s accord and The Good Twin got the points for the victory.
Onto the cash game! This was the first night for the brand spanking new cash league. Hurrah! Since nearly everyone had fled to the hills we decided to have a nice intimate game. The Fish, Family Guy, Yoda (gone for more food!!) and Roadkill sat down and between the five of us we made the Good Twin buckle under pressure. Making it a round of each helped. The young Ewok came in but fled to greener pastures again! Come home soon we miss you.
The cash game was interesting to say the least. Draws were pushed and hit quite a bit in Omaha. Yoda cackled his way to hitting the nuts two hands in a row and Roadkill was well…..roadkill. Barn door, shotgun syndrome. He hit a good hand, someone hit a better hand and I believe there were two cooler hands involved as well. Cold decked, hate to see it happen. If its any consolation dude, someone sat in that chair after you and busted out about 5 times there.
Enter two new players who shall remain completely anonymous and the round of each became a NLH cash game. Family Guy, Road kill and the Good twin bowed out, gracefully in some cases, knocking over more tables in others, which left our two strangers, the Fish and Yoda. I kinda dozed off during this session but distinctly remember 8,3 poking its head up once or twice or twenty times. Once hitting runner runner for two pair, another just having the 3 pair was enough for a pot over €80!!! Good god. Yes my nose was rubbed in it and yes I still think its common as muck and shit. There I said it!!!! League amount was good for the first night considering the numbers. When the games pick up I can see a fairly decent sized prizepool in 3 months. Remember 50 hours gets you through!
Anyhoo me Kopparberg aint going to drink itself and well I think this rant, I mean Blog, is long enough. If you made it this far bless you little cotton socks. I’m off to watch some porn.
Nitey nite
Your friendly
Caboose.
*** Tip of the day: Under no circumstances should you every watch The Marine. Seriously don’t do it!! You have been warned.
Toodles
First things first, TAP or the Andrex Puppy wanted to apply for a name change as it seemed uncool and, well, gay. Fair enough. I was stuck there for a while considering names. Spartan? Not everyone would get the Halo reference and would only drift back to 300, which is full of semi clothed men. More gay references, uhm nope! After running through a few more options, Rock, Ho Train, etc I decided to run the name off the cash game performance. So from this point on TAP shall be called Roadkill =o).
The tourney saw a small battlefield where eight Generals and one sergeant took part. In order of seating arrangements; Cobble Jnr, The Cyclist, The ever jovial Skid, The Good twin, Cobble, Geoff, Yours truly, Peter Griffin and Buzz Lightyear. Now one hand has to get a mention as I was roasted for it. I am generally known as a tight enough player, fair enough. I did get a bit of culture shock when I started playing outside Dublin and Cork as apparently any paint, regardless of kicker is seen as an all in hand (not to mention 10,3! 10,3!!!!!!!!! Some other time) so being an adaptive sort of bloke I changed my game accordingly. Here’s the hand:
My Big Blind, Family Guy raises, Geoff calls and I call with A5 of clubs.
Flop comes 3,3,4. (gutshot for me, put Family Guy on an overpair or AK and know Geoff has sweet FA)
I bet out a thousand (blinds are still only 150/300), Family Guy raises to 3,500 (or 4,500, can’t remember) and Geoff folds.
Here’s where things go wonky, normally I wouldn’t even have bet the thousand on the flop or called preflop. But when in Rome…. I call
Turn comes 7 and I check fully willing to surrender the hand at this point. Family guy checks!!!!!!!!!!! Happy birthday to me, free card.
Sure enough the river comes my beloved little ducky. I insta-ship! 4,100. Family Guy thinks for a while and calls. I call straight and he mucks. Hooks or Ladies can’t remember which.
Next thing I know Family Guy bitches about shocking play! (don’t check the turn next time bud and when I move all in I usually have it.) Geoff then turns on me for calling for a gutshot. Even Yoda was surprised. Hands up yes I called for a gut shot. I didn’t, however give myself a free card or make a call on a paired, straight board with an overpair. This being the first time a gutshot was ever called for in the club, of course. Thank you, the defence rests!
Another strange hand occurred between the Good twin and Buzz lightyear. Pocket ladies filled a set on the river to take down the hand but I think I had better let the two of them tell you how the betting went and why it went like it did. Twas odd though.
As the tourney went on luck reared its ugly head on many occasions for many people, myself included, until it came down to the Good Twin and myself. We struck a gentlemen’s accord and The Good Twin got the points for the victory.
Onto the cash game! This was the first night for the brand spanking new cash league. Hurrah! Since nearly everyone had fled to the hills we decided to have a nice intimate game. The Fish, Family Guy, Yoda (gone for more food!!) and Roadkill sat down and between the five of us we made the Good Twin buckle under pressure. Making it a round of each helped. The young Ewok came in but fled to greener pastures again! Come home soon we miss you.
The cash game was interesting to say the least. Draws were pushed and hit quite a bit in Omaha. Yoda cackled his way to hitting the nuts two hands in a row and Roadkill was well…..roadkill. Barn door, shotgun syndrome. He hit a good hand, someone hit a better hand and I believe there were two cooler hands involved as well. Cold decked, hate to see it happen. If its any consolation dude, someone sat in that chair after you and busted out about 5 times there.
Enter two new players who shall remain completely anonymous and the round of each became a NLH cash game. Family Guy, Road kill and the Good twin bowed out, gracefully in some cases, knocking over more tables in others, which left our two strangers, the Fish and Yoda. I kinda dozed off during this session but distinctly remember 8,3 poking its head up once or twice or twenty times. Once hitting runner runner for two pair, another just having the 3 pair was enough for a pot over €80!!! Good god. Yes my nose was rubbed in it and yes I still think its common as muck and shit. There I said it!!!! League amount was good for the first night considering the numbers. When the games pick up I can see a fairly decent sized prizepool in 3 months. Remember 50 hours gets you through!
Anyhoo me Kopparberg aint going to drink itself and well I think this rant, I mean Blog, is long enough. If you made it this far bless you little cotton socks. I’m off to watch some porn.
Nitey nite
Your friendly
Caboose.
*** Tip of the day: Under no circumstances should you every watch The Marine. Seriously don’t do it!! You have been warned.
Toodles
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Sunday 27th....quiet cash game anyone?????
There we were settling down to a nice €1/€2 no limit holdem cash game. Or so I thought. How wrong can someone be..... I'm getting ahead of myself. Lets go back to the beginning. Let me paint you the picture.
Its sunday night, fairly quiet, no tournament so relying on a cash game to wyle away the hours. The weather outside has absolutely no relevance to this blog so it shall remain unknown. If you really wanna know, think back.....did you get wet? A few early stragglers come in, one goes for dinner and claims he'll be back in an hour. There's still no sign of him so needless to say we were sick with worry for the rest of the night. The Ornithologist comes in along with the self proclaimed Mr Nasty (who shall be referred to as the Andrex Puppy or TAP from this point forward). The young Ewok from Endor comes in and upon seeing no one wanting to give away their money, wants to flee to another small moon. Talk about your loyalty!!!!!! Anyhoo we send out communications to other members and Pinocchio walks in. We got us a cash game!!!! Yoda bravely steps up to "fill the numbers" with an evil glint in his eye!
We get underway with the new "world series quality cards". Which are promptly discarded after half an hour as not one of them resembles a flat, rectangular piece of plastic anymore! Ah good ole Copags. The evil twin comes in to fill the numbers as does mini Pinocchio whom we shall call Jimmny Cricket. Please note barring Don Santos and The evil twin there is no other person at this table over 5 feet tall. Barring me!!!!!! Pinocchio lives up to his name by claiming that he has been with most of the hot celebrities that appear on tv (god bless Minx) 2 years ago. By my count that means that he was with a very fit celebrity (and George Michael) every day of that year. Hmmmm.......
The action is good throughout the game and the usual suck outs and curses help carry us through the night. Along with the usual jokes and unusual stories, most of which are about other people in foreign locations. Then things take a turn for the strange. With four brave warriors left the normal €1/€2 blinds are, what you might call, shredded. The young Ewok gets a rush of blood to his head and straddles for €15. So now we have blinds that are €1/€2/€15. Sounds interesting until you realise that the €15 is raised 95% of the time. Then Don Santos and The young Ewok try and destroy Yoda's grasp on the force by out straddling each other. It went pretty much like this, if there were three players in the pot there would be around €15, this usually happened on Yoda's measely straddle which went to an all time high of €8. Yet a 2 way pot usually saw a flop for €80. Much scratching of head!!!!!
Not only were the straddles and blind a little...odd, so too were the plays and calls. A board which read A,K,X,6,K was betted by 8 2 off on the flop and called by 6 5 off!!!!! on the F-L-O-P!!!!!! All the chips were pretty much doing a tour of the table until only the Ewok and Yoda were left. Three hands of PLO were played and to fit in with the theme of craziness for the night the first hand was 13 card omaha. It only took about 15 minutes as both players couldnt even make out their hands. So we calmed down to 9 card omaha for the next hand. B-o-r-i-n-g. The last hand of the night was 21 card omaha, ditch 5 off the flop, 5 off the turn and 3 off the river!!!! Taken down by Yoda and a massive set of Aces!!!!!
Ahhhhhhh what a strange night. Now I have to go to Tescoes and walk around in a bewildered state at what I had just seen. Sunday nights....not a night to miss up here. God knows whats going to happen with the Omaha Tourney starting next sunday. I weep for the future.
your friendly
Caboose
Its sunday night, fairly quiet, no tournament so relying on a cash game to wyle away the hours. The weather outside has absolutely no relevance to this blog so it shall remain unknown. If you really wanna know, think back.....did you get wet? A few early stragglers come in, one goes for dinner and claims he'll be back in an hour. There's still no sign of him so needless to say we were sick with worry for the rest of the night. The Ornithologist comes in along with the self proclaimed Mr Nasty (who shall be referred to as the Andrex Puppy or TAP from this point forward). The young Ewok from Endor comes in and upon seeing no one wanting to give away their money, wants to flee to another small moon. Talk about your loyalty!!!!!! Anyhoo we send out communications to other members and Pinocchio walks in. We got us a cash game!!!! Yoda bravely steps up to "fill the numbers" with an evil glint in his eye!
We get underway with the new "world series quality cards". Which are promptly discarded after half an hour as not one of them resembles a flat, rectangular piece of plastic anymore! Ah good ole Copags. The evil twin comes in to fill the numbers as does mini Pinocchio whom we shall call Jimmny Cricket. Please note barring Don Santos and The evil twin there is no other person at this table over 5 feet tall. Barring me!!!!!! Pinocchio lives up to his name by claiming that he has been with most of the hot celebrities that appear on tv (god bless Minx) 2 years ago. By my count that means that he was with a very fit celebrity (and George Michael) every day of that year. Hmmmm.......
The action is good throughout the game and the usual suck outs and curses help carry us through the night. Along with the usual jokes and unusual stories, most of which are about other people in foreign locations. Then things take a turn for the strange. With four brave warriors left the normal €1/€2 blinds are, what you might call, shredded. The young Ewok gets a rush of blood to his head and straddles for €15. So now we have blinds that are €1/€2/€15. Sounds interesting until you realise that the €15 is raised 95% of the time. Then Don Santos and The young Ewok try and destroy Yoda's grasp on the force by out straddling each other. It went pretty much like this, if there were three players in the pot there would be around €15, this usually happened on Yoda's measely straddle which went to an all time high of €8. Yet a 2 way pot usually saw a flop for €80. Much scratching of head!!!!!
Not only were the straddles and blind a little...odd, so too were the plays and calls. A board which read A,K,X,6,K was betted by 8 2 off on the flop and called by 6 5 off!!!!! on the F-L-O-P!!!!!! All the chips were pretty much doing a tour of the table until only the Ewok and Yoda were left. Three hands of PLO were played and to fit in with the theme of craziness for the night the first hand was 13 card omaha. It only took about 15 minutes as both players couldnt even make out their hands. So we calmed down to 9 card omaha for the next hand. B-o-r-i-n-g. The last hand of the night was 21 card omaha, ditch 5 off the flop, 5 off the turn and 3 off the river!!!! Taken down by Yoda and a massive set of Aces!!!!!
Ahhhhhhh what a strange night. Now I have to go to Tescoes and walk around in a bewildered state at what I had just seen. Sunday nights....not a night to miss up here. God knows whats going to happen with the Omaha Tourney starting next sunday. I weep for the future.
your friendly
Caboose
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