New Tournament Schedule

Here it is. From Monday the 10th we have a new tourney schedule.

Sunday: €30 + €5 (€20 Rebuy Tourney) 6pm start

Monday: €30 + €5 Freezeout 9:30pm start

Tuesday: Satellite night. Satellites held for Scalp tournament and €150 freezeout. €20 freezeout if no satellite

Wednesday: €50 + €5 Freezeout 9:30pm

Thursday: €25 + €5 Freezeout 9:30pm

Friday: €25+ €5 Scalp tournament 9:30pm

First Tuesday of every month is €150 + €10 freezeout 8pm start, Deepstack

Every second Sunday €120 + €10 scalp tournament. 4 pm start, deepstack

Thursday, June 7, 2007

Day 11, our unit's being moved......

That's right baby! I'm outta here. For a little break! I'm going to see General Tyler and his elite group of Soldiers. So this means, no blog for 5 whole days. Which means its like I forgot again already.

Anyhoo, unless I get booted from the Concert (which may happen) I wont be updating this wee little blog. Well, if I dont get kicked out of the bedroom as well. Then I'll be bored and nekkid and sitting in a German Hotel lobby surrounded by some of the most regulated people ever.

Onto tonight. There we were, sitting down enjoying our munch (Yoda makes a great housewife), expecting another quiet night as everyone in Clonmel seems to be consumed with this Tag Rugby lark when the door bell goes! Raggy? A veritable tour bus of people from Carrig arrived on the scene. Much scratching of head ensued. So the quiet "eh we'll get one table" turned into 20 souls sitting at the blue felt of hell. Too many new faces, too tired so no new names. Awwwwwww. I can tell you that the final three got paid and they included the Mullet, The Cyclist and a newbie from Carrig. Nothing special happened barring flush draws being the hand of the night. All night!

Take the number of suckouts, divide them by the number of cards dealt all tournament on two tables, multiply that then by the power of the number of people wearing underwear and you might get where my headache was.

So I take 5 minutes, roll up the ole sleeves and crack my knuckles and my butt cheeks in preparation for the cash game. Pinocchio and Jimny Cricket come in and sit down. Two minutes later the game is over! I got nowhere near it! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh.

Which brings me to now, here I am on the eve of my great adventure watching Pinocchio and Yoda attempting to teach The Evil Twin how to play the new rummy on the scene. Does the phrase "The blind leading the blind" mean anything at all to you?

The cash league is pumping nicely, so do get your hours in. As there are still requests on how it works I shall upload the print out that can be found on the club pillar of fame.

Ohtay I think they're ready to lose some money. If i dont come home for any reason (pinkies crossed it will be due to abduction by hot Japanese women) I'll miss ye all.

Awwww yeah
C ya on da Phlip Cide.
Love
Caboose.

*** Tip of the day: Do not come into the club drunk and start pressing random buttons when I'm two away from Mammoth darts, and three nudges away from Barcrest. I will kill you.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Days 5-10....Held captive by the Enemy!!!

I'm sending this out a week late!!! a Week!!! I thought it was only a day or two. Soweeeeeeeee. I'm sure ye were checking everyday and making sure you were up to date on everything. Werent you???!!!!

Right then, quick synopsis on the past few days. Fri saw the start of the Bank holiday weekend which brings our busiest period! no really I mean we had, um, er a tournament.... in Gin rummy. The Omaha tourney was put on hold as it was scheduled without the Bank holiday in mind. What doofus had that idea? Twit!!!!!

I was blissfully off on Monday and Tuesday. I do believe there was a tournament on Tuesday even tho the Good twin had a leaving bash and we were all trying our best to help him go out in style. I know my liver went out with a bang. Last time I saw it it was having a cup of coffee with my lung which was having a cigarette. So the good chef has move to greener pastures.....100 metres down the road! Rumour also has it that a few people were busy attending a pub challenge in a place that shall not be mentioned on Monday. Turncoats!!!!

Which brings us back to today. There was indeed a €50 freezeout tonight and it also saw the return of Hank the Tank from his holliers where he didnt get run over by a Lambo! How the hell he managed that is beyond me as I nearly ate bright orange bumper when I was in the same place. Which goes to show that the people renting out the cars should really make sure that the people renting the cars should actually know how to drive stick!!! Right try and get off this tangent.

The brave souls sitting at the table, again in order of appearance were; Buzz, the 60% Man, Bob the builder, Skidrick, The Pampers baby, The DIY man, Hank the Tank, a very ill looking yoda, Family Guy and the wannabe dealer. We only lost one before the break. Yet again The DIY man claims that he doesnt mind going home early and yet again his wish is granted when he calls Skidrick's all in and runs into the nuts!

So we go on a break. I wobble my way through the break looking for my lung and liver. There is a reward for anyone who returns them to their home. Then we all sit back down to the table and boom! Everyone starts dropping like flies. 1st to go is Family Guy quickly followed by the 60% man. Then yoda manages to triple up with A3 of diamonds against AJ and JJ!!!! Not only does he hit 2 pair on the turn he rivers the nut flush. The luckiest little jedi in the world. Until about 5 minutes later when he eventually bowed out. Hmmmmm weak in the force is this one =o).

Top 2 are getting paid and Hank the Tank resumes his title as Bubble boy so we're left with Skidrick and the wannabe dealer. Heads up is pretty much Cat and Mouse for a while as the two intrepid explorers feel each other out. They also played poker during this period. It comes to an end when Skidrick took the title and the tourney by flopping a small set of ones.

Onto the cash game which contains strange characters such as the Wannabe Dealer, Bob the Builder, Skidrick, Pinocchio, MC Hammer, Beaker on steroids, Hank the Tank and the Family Guy. People are busting out left, right and centre as nearly everypot is over at least €40 preflop. There were two hands from when I sat in that were not raised preflop. Basically the whole game can be surmised by the following statement: "Yup, two blinds, two straddles. Oh dear" It ended pretty quickly as no one could keep up with the barrage of monster pots. All good but it would have been better if it carried on. Beaker on steroids went to the bank and hasnt been seen since. Any information on his whereabouts can be reported to us here at the K & K Card Club or in confidence to this blog!

Anyhoo I'm still sick as a dog, half of this blog probably doesnt even make sense. and well I very badly need sleep. And a liver transplant. And a new lung. And.......

love,
your friendly (yet slightly ill)
Caboose

*** Tip of the day; It is not a good idea to pick up a case of beer and bring the party back to your place!!!!!!

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