Bollocks
I pretty much gave it everything but the cards chose the most important tournament of the year to spit firmly in my face.
I had an incredibly good table. One guy, who only lasted 15 minutes, played every single pot to the river when he had a pair. He called off his last $5000 when the board showed KKJ92 with pocket fives.
The rest of the table was a juicy mix of rocks and calling stations.
But, for virtually the entire tournament when ever I got involved in a big pot I was royally buggered.
For example:
During level 1 I flopped a set of 7's against an obvious overpair. He caught a backdoor flush with the King of hearts.
Level 2 opened with me holding KK against 9T on a flop of 974. He rivered another 9.
I took on a short a stack with KK. He had AK. You can guess what the river was.
The fact I survived for as long as I did was testament to what an incredible table I was on. I think I was reraised only twice in the 7 hours I played.
I had 8,000 at the dinner break and was delighted to still be around. In a normal big event with ill fortune I suffered I would definitely have been toast by then.
Level 5 began and I felt my fortunes had turned. I flopped a set of jacks and got paid. I picked up the boots and won a nice pot. Then the first hand which led to my downfall occurred.
We were playing 150-300 with a running 25. A tightish player with about 15k raised my big blind to 900. I called with 76spades (I had approx 17k at the time). Flop came over 982 with two hearts. I checked and he bet 1000. I check raised him 2500 more just to see exactly how much he liked his hand. He called. Hmmmm. An overpair looked most likely but him getting stubborn with a flush draw was a possibility too. Anyway, I was through with hand unless I hit my straight. Bang! An offsuit 5 rolled off on the turn. Now, how much to bet? I wanted to bet enough to get him to be making a bad call with a flush draw, but not too much so that he could call if he had the overpair. There was about 9000 in the pot and he had about 10-11k left. 4000 seemed the right amount. He would be taking a little over 3-1 about a 4-1 shot if he did indeed have the flush draw. So, that's what I bet. He hummed and hawwed and finally called. The four of hearts was the river. I was watching him as it fell and he almost jumped out of his chair. I was 99% sure he had made it and checked to him. He simply moved in. I passed and he showed me A9 hearts. He had flopped top pair and a flush draw. Against a more aggressive player I would have lost alot less chips as most would simply move in after my check raise with this hand. I probably should have bet slightly more on the turn but I honestly felt he had an overpair and didn't want to scare him off. Anyways, if he called 400 who is to say he wouldn't have called (or moved in) if I had bet 5 or 6k?
Back down to about 9k I started my kleptomania again. I stole my way back to 15k in about 45 minutes. Then the big pot occurred.
There were 4 limpers to me on the button. Naturally I called along with 97hearts. The sb made up and the bb checked. We saw the flop of 862 with the 8 and 6 being hearts. I flopped a straight flush draw! Checked around the final limper bet 1200 into the 2300 pot. Against strong players my hand is a definite raise. But against this motley crew? I wasn't so sure. Someone could easily have flopped a set or got stubborn with 99 ot TT or something. I would be favourite against an overpair and about a coin flip against a set. But, I didn't really want to gamble on this table. I certainly wasn't passing at this stage and although a hefty raise could have worked there were so many limpers I wanted to see what they did. So, I called. The bb now raised 3000. Everyone, including the bettor, passed. Now, I made my big mistake. I was pretty sure he had flopped two pair. I *have* to move in now. The guy was an absolute rock. I think there was a good chance he would have passed here even with bottom 2 pair. But, I was still didn't want to play a pot for all my chips when I was drawing. I'm not usually scared to stick 'em in with a draw, but on this table? I just didn't want to do it, when chips on this table were so easily up for grabs. So, I made the weak move and called. Horrible, horrible play. I figured I still have 10k if I missed and although he probably wouldn't call me if the flush came, he could easily double me up if I hit one of the 6 straight cards.
The turn was a black ace. He bet out 3k. Ugh. With 15 clear outs I cannot pass. Moving in wasn't really an option now, as he would be almost dutibound to call. So I call again. I miss on the river too and he checks. The allin would have been futile and I chek behind him. He shows 84 for top pair and no kicker. I felt physically sick. If I'd moved in on the flop I would have won the pot. Even on turn when he bet so weak, I probably would have picked it up with an allin. Even a river bluff might have been successful against the player in question. I played with the guy for 8+ hours and this was the nearest thing he made to a move all day. Bollocks.
I still had 7.5k left. More than enough on this table, but my hopes of another comeback were quickly scuppered. I raised on the button with AQ and the sb moved in for 4k. I called he showed A3 and flopped a flush. The final denoument happened soon after when I moved in with 77 and got called with QQ. He madce quads.
I don't think I've ever been so disappointed to go out of a tournament. With normal luck I could easily have ended the day with 50k+. Instead I am left to rue a terribly played pot and ten grand down the swanee.
Thank God Katharine is in Vegas and was there to console me. I was so tilty after busting out the dice table would have taken one hell of a pounding if she wasn't here.
I had an incredibly good table. One guy, who only lasted 15 minutes, played every single pot to the river when he had a pair. He called off his last $5000 when the board showed KKJ92 with pocket fives.
The rest of the table was a juicy mix of rocks and calling stations.
But, for virtually the entire tournament when ever I got involved in a big pot I was royally buggered.
For example:
During level 1 I flopped a set of 7's against an obvious overpair. He caught a backdoor flush with the King of hearts.
Level 2 opened with me holding KK against 9T on a flop of 974. He rivered another 9.
I took on a short a stack with KK. He had AK. You can guess what the river was.
The fact I survived for as long as I did was testament to what an incredible table I was on. I think I was reraised only twice in the 7 hours I played.
I had 8,000 at the dinner break and was delighted to still be around. In a normal big event with ill fortune I suffered I would definitely have been toast by then.
Level 5 began and I felt my fortunes had turned. I flopped a set of jacks and got paid. I picked up the boots and won a nice pot. Then the first hand which led to my downfall occurred.
We were playing 150-300 with a running 25. A tightish player with about 15k raised my big blind to 900. I called with 76spades (I had approx 17k at the time). Flop came over 982 with two hearts. I checked and he bet 1000. I check raised him 2500 more just to see exactly how much he liked his hand. He called. Hmmmm. An overpair looked most likely but him getting stubborn with a flush draw was a possibility too. Anyway, I was through with hand unless I hit my straight. Bang! An offsuit 5 rolled off on the turn. Now, how much to bet? I wanted to bet enough to get him to be making a bad call with a flush draw, but not too much so that he could call if he had the overpair. There was about 9000 in the pot and he had about 10-11k left. 4000 seemed the right amount. He would be taking a little over 3-1 about a 4-1 shot if he did indeed have the flush draw. So, that's what I bet. He hummed and hawwed and finally called. The four of hearts was the river. I was watching him as it fell and he almost jumped out of his chair. I was 99% sure he had made it and checked to him. He simply moved in. I passed and he showed me A9 hearts. He had flopped top pair and a flush draw. Against a more aggressive player I would have lost alot less chips as most would simply move in after my check raise with this hand. I probably should have bet slightly more on the turn but I honestly felt he had an overpair and didn't want to scare him off. Anyways, if he called 400 who is to say he wouldn't have called (or moved in) if I had bet 5 or 6k?
Back down to about 9k I started my kleptomania again. I stole my way back to 15k in about 45 minutes. Then the big pot occurred.
There were 4 limpers to me on the button. Naturally I called along with 97hearts. The sb made up and the bb checked. We saw the flop of 862 with the 8 and 6 being hearts. I flopped a straight flush draw! Checked around the final limper bet 1200 into the 2300 pot. Against strong players my hand is a definite raise. But against this motley crew? I wasn't so sure. Someone could easily have flopped a set or got stubborn with 99 ot TT or something. I would be favourite against an overpair and about a coin flip against a set. But, I didn't really want to gamble on this table. I certainly wasn't passing at this stage and although a hefty raise could have worked there were so many limpers I wanted to see what they did. So, I called. The bb now raised 3000. Everyone, including the bettor, passed. Now, I made my big mistake. I was pretty sure he had flopped two pair. I *have* to move in now. The guy was an absolute rock. I think there was a good chance he would have passed here even with bottom 2 pair. But, I was still didn't want to play a pot for all my chips when I was drawing. I'm not usually scared to stick 'em in with a draw, but on this table? I just didn't want to do it, when chips on this table were so easily up for grabs. So, I made the weak move and called. Horrible, horrible play. I figured I still have 10k if I missed and although he probably wouldn't call me if the flush came, he could easily double me up if I hit one of the 6 straight cards.
The turn was a black ace. He bet out 3k. Ugh. With 15 clear outs I cannot pass. Moving in wasn't really an option now, as he would be almost dutibound to call. So I call again. I miss on the river too and he checks. The allin would have been futile and I chek behind him. He shows 84 for top pair and no kicker. I felt physically sick. If I'd moved in on the flop I would have won the pot. Even on turn when he bet so weak, I probably would have picked it up with an allin. Even a river bluff might have been successful against the player in question. I played with the guy for 8+ hours and this was the nearest thing he made to a move all day. Bollocks.
I still had 7.5k left. More than enough on this table, but my hopes of another comeback were quickly scuppered. I raised on the button with AQ and the sb moved in for 4k. I called he showed A3 and flopped a flush. The final denoument happened soon after when I moved in with 77 and got called with QQ. He madce quads.
I don't think I've ever been so disappointed to go out of a tournament. With normal luck I could easily have ended the day with 50k+. Instead I am left to rue a terribly played pot and ten grand down the swanee.
Thank God Katharine is in Vegas and was there to console me. I was so tilty after busting out the dice table would have taken one hell of a pounding if she wasn't here.
3 Comments:
Well.....there's always the Joe Beevers wedding to look forward to....
DY
Keith
Sounds like your table was as fishy as mine. Its more frustrating than anything else when you watch all the chips sailing around and all you need is to catch a few hands to build a huge stack.
I don't know who the DY who mentioned Joe Beevers' wedding is, but it's not me.
By the way, Keith, did you read what I wrote about your play of the Ax hand? It's in a comment to a previous thread. I can't help thinking that it conflicts with one of your resolutions. I would be interested to hear what you think.
David
Post a Comment
<< Home