Well, I got to do the walk of shame this morning. You know the one where you are leaving Las Vegas and, not only are you not coming home a winner, but you didn't even win a single dime. I need Kaci around to paint an L on my forehead. I guess I should have played a hand of blackjack or a cash game just to win a few bucks to ease the pain.
Thursday went about like the first 3 days of the trip. I decided to skip Thursday's World Series of Poker event because of family and work commitments on Friday and Saturday. The Bellagio 1k looked perfect for my schedule. For the 4th time this trip, my tournament lasted less than 1 hour and 20 minutes. I will spare you the details, but, basically, it was more of the same. I lost with AA in a 3 way pot - lost to BOTH of the other players. One player turned 3 of a kind. The other guy rivered 3 of a kind. I did well to only lose half my stack. The final blow was my 2nd best flush versus the best possible flush.
I went down to the Venetian to catch up with Andrew and play some cash games. When I got there I noticed a pretty long registration line. It turned out that they had a Pot Limit Omaha tournament starting at 4. I've never played PLO, but dang it, I'm a card player. Sign me up!!!! The worst part of the tournament is that it is mostly a European game. They are a grumpy sort, sometimes a little smelly, and are generally mean to the dealers. But, hey, there's very few crowds where I'm the guy with the nice teeth, so I was fine with it.
I was having a blast, playing ok, and actually built up a nice stack. Because the game was new to me, I really had to concentrate on the hands. In Omaha, you get 4 cards to start with and you must play exactly 2 of them. I had trouble picking up some of the nuances of the game. Like when I had AJ44 and the board read A6636, I announced that I had an Ace. The dealer graciously corrects me and tells me that if I want to win the pot, I better play my 44 for 66644. If I played the Ace, I have to use two cards which knocks out one of the 6's and makes my hand AA66J. Ahh... details... Europeans don't like giving their chips to guys that don't even know how to play. I tried to reassure them that I was a pretty decent hold'em player, but I don't think they were buying the story.
Everything was going really well until I learned that this tournament was scheduled to come back the next day to finish the final table. I didn't play the WSOP because I wanted to go home Friday, and now I'm playing some silly Omaha tourney that I may have to finish on Friday. I'm not too bright, sometimes.
I decide that there is no way that I am going to come back for this tourney unless I have a monster stack. I started looking for spots to gamble it up. We were scheduled to play until 2:00am. About 12:30am, I started getting itchy because I had worn down to a below average chip stack. A little later, I found a spot to put it all-in with AsKsTh9h and somehow managed to lose to AcKh9s4s. It's an amazing feat, but I pulled it off. I got it in good and finished 34th out of 284 PLO players. I had fun and it kind of lifted my spirits to play a different game without expectations of doing something great.
I can't wait to get home to see my family and get back to work. I'm signed up for day 4 of the main event, so keep an eye out for the blog starting July 6th. MJ will be there with me for that trip which will make it a lot more fun to do something besides play poker all the time. I am still excited for the main event because I know I can play better, and I don't think I can be more unlucky than I was this trip. Thanks for rooting me on.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Mr. Las Vegas!
Yeah, I know... I am MISTER Las Vegas. I play in the biggest poker tournaments in the world and spend many days per year in Sin City. I know almost every nook and cranny of this crazy town. Yeah, right! I spent 20 hours yesterday in MY ROOM!!! And loved every minute of it!!!! I played 2 hours of live poker, spent 45 minutes running around, and 1:15 at the pool.
The WSOP had an Omaha tournament - a game I'm not very skilled at - so, I went over to play the Bellagio 2pm tourney. About 1 hour into the tourney, I get pocket Aces - woo hoo!!! In front of me it went "call $100", "call", "raise to $450", ding ding ding ding I have pocket ACES!!!!! I raise to $1200 because the $450 raiser was a Euro nut job. It folds around to Euro nut job guy and he reraises me to $3,000. I decide to just call hoping he would think I had AK. The flop comes 972. He shoves all-in. I insta call. He shows me JJ. Weeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! Next card out: J Booooooooo!!!!! I pack up and slide out the door.
The good news is that it is only 3:10 (another 1:10 tourney for me). I hustle back to Rio to "late register" for the super satellite to the main event. I played quite a few hands in the first 30 minutes when the following action happens: Folds around to the guy next to me who raises to 400 - pretty tight average player. I only have 2,100 in chips. I see QQ and shove all-in (3rd time in 30 minutes trying to look weak). I really thought the guy would call very quickly because he's probably not goofing around with a weak hand. He's got about 4,500 in chips and finally decides to call. I am shocked to see him turn over QTo. QQ vs QTo is about as good as you can get it all in before the flop. I am an 89% favorite. My opponent tells the dealer "give me a straight, dealer!". I say "man, you don't ask for much, do you?". The 137 to 1 flop of AJK hit the board, and I hit the door. I am kind of getting tired of walking away laughing at my dumb luck. What can you do?
I went back to the room and did some work on my laptop. Watched a great college world series baseball game between Arkansas and Virginia. About 5:00 it dawned on me that I could play some online poker. With the time difference, all of my favorite events were starting. I signed up for 5 tourneys. Got bad beat out of 2 of them which caused me to play poorly to bust out of a 3rd.
That left me with 2 tournaments on Ultimate Bet which I was doing very well in. One of them was a $1000 buyin tourney with big payouts. I am killing it floating around the top 20 for most of both tournaments. Then, of course, the site goes down. They cancel the tournaments and give everyone their buyins back plus a proportionate piece of the buyins that had already busted out before the outage. I had gotten myself into great position for a $50,000 payday and now I was looking at getting $2,000 back.
Wow, I've done something to really anger Lady Luck. She is a fickle woman. I'll just keep bouncing along kind of like I do at home when I'm not smart enough to know that Mary Jane is mad at me.
The WSOP had an Omaha tournament - a game I'm not very skilled at - so, I went over to play the Bellagio 2pm tourney. About 1 hour into the tourney, I get pocket Aces - woo hoo!!! In front of me it went "call $100", "call", "raise to $450", ding ding ding ding I have pocket ACES!!!!! I raise to $1200 because the $450 raiser was a Euro nut job. It folds around to Euro nut job guy and he reraises me to $3,000. I decide to just call hoping he would think I had AK. The flop comes 972. He shoves all-in. I insta call. He shows me JJ. Weeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! Next card out: J Booooooooo!!!!! I pack up and slide out the door.
The good news is that it is only 3:10 (another 1:10 tourney for me). I hustle back to Rio to "late register" for the super satellite to the main event. I played quite a few hands in the first 30 minutes when the following action happens: Folds around to the guy next to me who raises to 400 - pretty tight average player. I only have 2,100 in chips. I see QQ and shove all-in (3rd time in 30 minutes trying to look weak). I really thought the guy would call very quickly because he's probably not goofing around with a weak hand. He's got about 4,500 in chips and finally decides to call. I am shocked to see him turn over QTo. QQ vs QTo is about as good as you can get it all in before the flop. I am an 89% favorite. My opponent tells the dealer "give me a straight, dealer!". I say "man, you don't ask for much, do you?". The 137 to 1 flop of AJK hit the board, and I hit the door. I am kind of getting tired of walking away laughing at my dumb luck. What can you do?
I went back to the room and did some work on my laptop. Watched a great college world series baseball game between Arkansas and Virginia. About 5:00 it dawned on me that I could play some online poker. With the time difference, all of my favorite events were starting. I signed up for 5 tourneys. Got bad beat out of 2 of them which caused me to play poorly to bust out of a 3rd.
That left me with 2 tournaments on Ultimate Bet which I was doing very well in. One of them was a $1000 buyin tourney with big payouts. I am killing it floating around the top 20 for most of both tournaments. Then, of course, the site goes down. They cancel the tournaments and give everyone their buyins back plus a proportionate piece of the buyins that had already busted out before the outage. I had gotten myself into great position for a $50,000 payday and now I was looking at getting $2,000 back.
Wow, I've done something to really anger Lady Luck. She is a fickle woman. I'll just keep bouncing along kind of like I do at home when I'm not smart enough to know that Mary Jane is mad at me.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Is it the 4th of July?
After a good night's sleep, I was fired up and ready to play Tuesday's WSOP preliminary event - $1,500 buyin with over 2000 players. As I walked away from the tournament after busting out, all I could do was laugh and shake my head. I have a real sickness.
I played as well as I can play. I built up a nice stack of 23,000 in chips when the average stack was 10,000. There was a crazy player from Finland sitting two to my right that had about 25,000 in chips. No one else at my table had more than 12,000. I had actually told myself to stay away from the 25k player because he was pretty good and there 8 other easier players to pick on. I played a lot of hands in position and felt like I didn't let many chips get by me.
My last hand was one that will be on my mind for awhile. I understand that what makes me capable of playing a hand like my last one is the exact thing that makes me an above average tournament poker player. But, man these firework filled bust-out hands can sure make your head spin.
Anyway, I had sat for hours and let the crazy Fin steal the chips from the players around me. He and I hadn't really mixed it up much because I think we had a mutual respect. I had called several of his raises and reraised him once before, but we hadn't played a big pot together. For my last hand, I was sitting in the small blind when he raised to 600 from the cutoff. I looked down at my cards to see A2. Not a great hand, but one that cuts down his chances of having a strong Ace based hand. I reraised him to 1700. He studied a bit and called my raise.
The flop brings T92. I continue to represent a big hand by leading out for 2,500. He studies a bit more and just calls. I'm thinking he is just calling to see if I will slow down on the next card and allow him to steal the pot (called floating). The turn card is another T. At this point, I feel like I can still represent a big hand. I don't think he has a T in his hand because he would have probably raised me on the flop. If I lead out with a bet, he has a prime time bluffing opportunity by shoving all-in. My plan is to check the turn, let him make a standard 5-6k bet and then I will shove all-in for my remaining 19k. He's gotta have a T or he just can't call me. Great plan, right?
My great plan goes awry when the crazy Fin bets 15k. For those of you who aren't poker buffs, you have to understand that it is very unusual for someone to bet more than the total chips (9.5k) already in the pot. Interpreting the size of a bet is a huge part of poker. Because of his bet, I am certain that he doesn't have a T. Anyone with a T would want to get a bet paid off, not scare a customer off. I also notice that he is VERY nervous - shaking hands, pounding heart, jugular vein making his shirt move. It's really difficult to figure out whether this nervousness is because he is bluffing or because he has a big hand. I had picked up on the same scenario earlier when he bluffed another opponent, so I believed that was just further evidence that he was bluffing.
So, I had all of the evidence that he was bluffing, but I still couldn't beat much. I had 19k in chips left, so a fold wouldn't have really been that big of a deal. However, if I was right, I would have a 50k stack when the average was 10k. 50k would have been the average stack size during the middle of Day 2 - and this was just 5 hours into Day 1. I was pretty certain that he was bluffing, but this was a tough spot for sure.
I decide to trust my gut and bet all-in for my last 19k. The Finnish player freaks out and says "I knew you had a big pair. Why did I bluff at this pot?". After counting the stacks down, he learns that he only has to call 4k more. He says "I guess I have to call" which makes me think he has 2 big cards or some kind of a draw. A big crowd had gathered around to watch this monster pot and I'm starting to feel pretty smug about the prospect of turning over A2 in such a huge spot. I'm such a poker stud - man, I'm good at this... OMG he just showed 89. He WAS bluffing, but only in HIS mind. He really had the best hand. Geeeeeeeeezzzzzzz, I'm a moron!!!!!!!! You should have heard the chatter - apparently everyone else agreed that I'm a moron. What a spectacular fireworks display complete with a huge flame-out at the end.
The strangest part of the whole deal was that I was smiling when the river card didn't save my stupid butt. I can sure swing for the fences and play without fear of busting out. I trusted myself and, actually, feel like I was correct. I was content with my decision while at the same time being disappointed about letting another WSOP event get by without making a real run at it. Oh well, what do you do? I guess I'll just light another fuse tomorrow....
I played as well as I can play. I built up a nice stack of 23,000 in chips when the average stack was 10,000. There was a crazy player from Finland sitting two to my right that had about 25,000 in chips. No one else at my table had more than 12,000. I had actually told myself to stay away from the 25k player because he was pretty good and there 8 other easier players to pick on. I played a lot of hands in position and felt like I didn't let many chips get by me.
My last hand was one that will be on my mind for awhile. I understand that what makes me capable of playing a hand like my last one is the exact thing that makes me an above average tournament poker player. But, man these firework filled bust-out hands can sure make your head spin.
Anyway, I had sat for hours and let the crazy Fin steal the chips from the players around me. He and I hadn't really mixed it up much because I think we had a mutual respect. I had called several of his raises and reraised him once before, but we hadn't played a big pot together. For my last hand, I was sitting in the small blind when he raised to 600 from the cutoff. I looked down at my cards to see A2. Not a great hand, but one that cuts down his chances of having a strong Ace based hand. I reraised him to 1700. He studied a bit and called my raise.
The flop brings T92. I continue to represent a big hand by leading out for 2,500. He studies a bit more and just calls. I'm thinking he is just calling to see if I will slow down on the next card and allow him to steal the pot (called floating). The turn card is another T. At this point, I feel like I can still represent a big hand. I don't think he has a T in his hand because he would have probably raised me on the flop. If I lead out with a bet, he has a prime time bluffing opportunity by shoving all-in. My plan is to check the turn, let him make a standard 5-6k bet and then I will shove all-in for my remaining 19k. He's gotta have a T or he just can't call me. Great plan, right?
My great plan goes awry when the crazy Fin bets 15k. For those of you who aren't poker buffs, you have to understand that it is very unusual for someone to bet more than the total chips (9.5k) already in the pot. Interpreting the size of a bet is a huge part of poker. Because of his bet, I am certain that he doesn't have a T. Anyone with a T would want to get a bet paid off, not scare a customer off. I also notice that he is VERY nervous - shaking hands, pounding heart, jugular vein making his shirt move. It's really difficult to figure out whether this nervousness is because he is bluffing or because he has a big hand. I had picked up on the same scenario earlier when he bluffed another opponent, so I believed that was just further evidence that he was bluffing.
So, I had all of the evidence that he was bluffing, but I still couldn't beat much. I had 19k in chips left, so a fold wouldn't have really been that big of a deal. However, if I was right, I would have a 50k stack when the average was 10k. 50k would have been the average stack size during the middle of Day 2 - and this was just 5 hours into Day 1. I was pretty certain that he was bluffing, but this was a tough spot for sure.
I decide to trust my gut and bet all-in for my last 19k. The Finnish player freaks out and says "I knew you had a big pair. Why did I bluff at this pot?". After counting the stacks down, he learns that he only has to call 4k more. He says "I guess I have to call" which makes me think he has 2 big cards or some kind of a draw. A big crowd had gathered around to watch this monster pot and I'm starting to feel pretty smug about the prospect of turning over A2 in such a huge spot. I'm such a poker stud - man, I'm good at this... OMG he just showed 89. He WAS bluffing, but only in HIS mind. He really had the best hand. Geeeeeeeeezzzzzzz, I'm a moron!!!!!!!! You should have heard the chatter - apparently everyone else agreed that I'm a moron. What a spectacular fireworks display complete with a huge flame-out at the end.
The strangest part of the whole deal was that I was smiling when the river card didn't save my stupid butt. I can sure swing for the fences and play without fear of busting out. I trusted myself and, actually, feel like I was correct. I was content with my decision while at the same time being disappointed about letting another WSOP event get by without making a real run at it. Oh well, what do you do? I guess I'll just light another fuse tomorrow....
I feel like a rabbit's foot
I guess if I can't be lucky for myself, I'm OK being a lucky charm for others. At least I'm doing a little bit of good in the world.
I am back in Vegas and pumped up and ready to play. Monday was definitely a buzz kill as I last 1 hour and 10 minutes in the $2,000 buyin tournament. I was trying to remember the last time I blew 2k that quickly. I could insert a lot of jokes here, but Mary Jane doesn't find them as funny as I do.
Back to the rabbit's foot opener, if you are running bad or in need of a shot of luck, come find me at the tables. On Monday, there were 3 flopped straights and 2 flopped flushes in hands that I open-raised. The odds of each of those events occuring was somewhere between 1 in 77 to 1 in 136 depending on which one we are talking about. I found it kind of difficult to really compete with those kinds of occurences.
After my 1:10 fun at the WSOP, I hustled over to catch the Bellagio 1k event at 2:00. I was in that kind of poker mood that is not good for my opponent (I really need to learn how to bottle that). Apparently, the table decided that I raise and reraise a lot. I wasn't the most popular guy at the table - a fact that later became a running joke. I had a huge stack for most of the day, but busted out when consecutive good hands just wouldn't stay ahead.
One of the most interesting hands was when I looked down at KK after just raising 3 of the previous 5 hands. As I had hoped, I got a BIG reraise behind me for most of a guy's chips. Knowing my image, I just called because the other guy would be first to act and he really had no choice but to ship them in. As expected, he announced all-in on a T63 flop. I called really quickly. The guy says "dang it (or something like that), you raise way too much and NOW you got a hand.". He showed Q6. I'll give you two guesses what the river card was.
Ahhhh, no problem, I'm still alive although back down to slightly below average. It wasn't but just a few hands later that I picked up 78o next to the button and raised it to 2,200 (I had about 14k more). A very aggressive guy in the BB just calls my raise which struck me as being odd. The flop comes 832 rainbow. He checks, I bet 3,100 and the guy quickly shoves "all in". I am basically left with a 10k chip call to have a 30k chip stack. I thought that if the guy had a big hand and wanted a call that we he would "hollywood" it up a little. I decided my pair of 8's was ahead, so I called. My opponent turned over KJ and my stack was soon to be back up to super size - didn't even really sweat the last two cards still to come. Then BOOM!, K on the river. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. Good luck - good game. Yada, yada, yada....
Anyway, I'm going to go for a jog and blow off some steam. I'll be the guy running around the Las Vegas strip dragging the big rabbit's foot behind me....
I am back in Vegas and pumped up and ready to play. Monday was definitely a buzz kill as I last 1 hour and 10 minutes in the $2,000 buyin tournament. I was trying to remember the last time I blew 2k that quickly. I could insert a lot of jokes here, but Mary Jane doesn't find them as funny as I do.
Back to the rabbit's foot opener, if you are running bad or in need of a shot of luck, come find me at the tables. On Monday, there were 3 flopped straights and 2 flopped flushes in hands that I open-raised. The odds of each of those events occuring was somewhere between 1 in 77 to 1 in 136 depending on which one we are talking about. I found it kind of difficult to really compete with those kinds of occurences.
After my 1:10 fun at the WSOP, I hustled over to catch the Bellagio 1k event at 2:00. I was in that kind of poker mood that is not good for my opponent (I really need to learn how to bottle that). Apparently, the table decided that I raise and reraise a lot. I wasn't the most popular guy at the table - a fact that later became a running joke. I had a huge stack for most of the day, but busted out when consecutive good hands just wouldn't stay ahead.
One of the most interesting hands was when I looked down at KK after just raising 3 of the previous 5 hands. As I had hoped, I got a BIG reraise behind me for most of a guy's chips. Knowing my image, I just called because the other guy would be first to act and he really had no choice but to ship them in. As expected, he announced all-in on a T63 flop. I called really quickly. The guy says "dang it (or something like that), you raise way too much and NOW you got a hand.". He showed Q6. I'll give you two guesses what the river card was.
Ahhhh, no problem, I'm still alive although back down to slightly below average. It wasn't but just a few hands later that I picked up 78o next to the button and raised it to 2,200 (I had about 14k more). A very aggressive guy in the BB just calls my raise which struck me as being odd. The flop comes 832 rainbow. He checks, I bet 3,100 and the guy quickly shoves "all in". I am basically left with a 10k chip call to have a 30k chip stack. I thought that if the guy had a big hand and wanted a call that we he would "hollywood" it up a little. I decided my pair of 8's was ahead, so I called. My opponent turned over KJ and my stack was soon to be back up to super size - didn't even really sweat the last two cards still to come. Then BOOM!, K on the river. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. Good luck - good game. Yada, yada, yada....
Anyway, I'm going to go for a jog and blow off some steam. I'll be the guy running around the Las Vegas strip dragging the big rabbit's foot behind me....
Friday, June 5, 2009
Please Send Money!!!
I played in the 2k No Limit event on Thursday. I played well and had a good time, but it was always a struggle to keep chips in this tourney.
These WSOP preliminary events are tough because they don't really give you many chips. You have to chip up early in order to be able to play poker with any kind of sophistication. Without chips, you have to play pretty tight and wait on a few good hands to get you going. We started with 6k in chips and I got up over the 10k mark only one time, but I only stayed there for a few minutes.
I was down to around 5k in chips when the blinds were 100/200. The first player raises to 575 and gets called by about 3 other players. This is a really good spot to shove allin and pick up a quick 2500 chips, so I was hoping for a decent hand. I look down in the small blind and see KK (a hand that I have been losing with a lot lately). I shove all in thinking that someone should call me pretty light because it looks like I'm just trying to pick up all of those chips by "squeezing" everyone else out with a big bet. As I had hoped, one of the big stacks makes a hero call and flips over 77. Whew, I'm an 82% favorite to get in the game! Flop is 789 - boooo!!! So, again I am going to lose with the best hand. I always stay seated and quiet when in these "all in" situations - I don't want to disturb lady luck. Turn was a blank, and then BOOM K on the river. OMG! I just "sucked out" on someone. Wait, I was ahead first, so does it really qualify as a giving him a bad beat? Either way, I was thrilled to experience the joy of a river card. I was now up over 12k and ready to play some poker.
A few hands later, I call a 550 raise with AQo from a player that had about 6,500 in chips. The flop came QT6 and the original raiser checked. Because a player had called the raise behind me, I bet 1,200. The guy behind me folded and the original raiser called. The turn card was a J which is a bad card for me because it makes AK a straight. I decide that I still have to bet after the opponent checks to me. I bet 1,500 feeling I am either way ahead or way behind. I was surprised when my opponent just calls - I now have no idea what he has because he would have already shoved a Queen and any 2 pair/3 of a kind hands. The river brings the Ace - another terrible card and my opponent goes allin for his last 2250 after some thinking. I say "you would have to play terrible to have me beat, here"; "I think you are too good to have only one king here, so I call." The size of the pot also made the call pretty easy. Obviously, he had KT to make a runner runner straight on me. Sigh..... Sometimes, it's just meant to be for someone else.
I played tough for a couple more hours and then finally got all of my chips in the middle thinking that I had 11 outs to make a big stack. Turned out, I had only 5 outs just to get 1/2 the pot through a tie. At least I went out because of my bad play, not because of bad luck. The bad luck thing starts to wear on me. Playing bad I can take responsibility for.
I am headed back to DFW ready to coach some 7 on 7 football on Saturday. I'll be back in Vegas the week of the 15th, so keep an eye out for my blog that week. C ya....
These WSOP preliminary events are tough because they don't really give you many chips. You have to chip up early in order to be able to play poker with any kind of sophistication. Without chips, you have to play pretty tight and wait on a few good hands to get you going. We started with 6k in chips and I got up over the 10k mark only one time, but I only stayed there for a few minutes.
I was down to around 5k in chips when the blinds were 100/200. The first player raises to 575 and gets called by about 3 other players. This is a really good spot to shove allin and pick up a quick 2500 chips, so I was hoping for a decent hand. I look down in the small blind and see KK (a hand that I have been losing with a lot lately). I shove all in thinking that someone should call me pretty light because it looks like I'm just trying to pick up all of those chips by "squeezing" everyone else out with a big bet. As I had hoped, one of the big stacks makes a hero call and flips over 77. Whew, I'm an 82% favorite to get in the game! Flop is 789 - boooo!!! So, again I am going to lose with the best hand. I always stay seated and quiet when in these "all in" situations - I don't want to disturb lady luck. Turn was a blank, and then BOOM K on the river. OMG! I just "sucked out" on someone. Wait, I was ahead first, so does it really qualify as a giving him a bad beat? Either way, I was thrilled to experience the joy of a river card. I was now up over 12k and ready to play some poker.
A few hands later, I call a 550 raise with AQo from a player that had about 6,500 in chips. The flop came QT6 and the original raiser checked. Because a player had called the raise behind me, I bet 1,200. The guy behind me folded and the original raiser called. The turn card was a J which is a bad card for me because it makes AK a straight. I decide that I still have to bet after the opponent checks to me. I bet 1,500 feeling I am either way ahead or way behind. I was surprised when my opponent just calls - I now have no idea what he has because he would have already shoved a Queen and any 2 pair/3 of a kind hands. The river brings the Ace - another terrible card and my opponent goes allin for his last 2250 after some thinking. I say "you would have to play terrible to have me beat, here"; "I think you are too good to have only one king here, so I call." The size of the pot also made the call pretty easy. Obviously, he had KT to make a runner runner straight on me. Sigh..... Sometimes, it's just meant to be for someone else.
I played tough for a couple more hours and then finally got all of my chips in the middle thinking that I had 11 outs to make a big stack. Turned out, I had only 5 outs just to get 1/2 the pot through a tie. At least I went out because of my bad play, not because of bad luck. The bad luck thing starts to wear on me. Playing bad I can take responsibility for.
I am headed back to DFW ready to coach some 7 on 7 football on Saturday. I'll be back in Vegas the week of the 15th, so keep an eye out for my blog that week. C ya....
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Feeling Good....
There's not really any good news for Day 2 in Vegas for the World Series of Poker, but I am in good spirits and ready to take one more shot at it on Thursday. I played the 6 handed $1,500 buyin event and built up another nice stack on a really tough table. I'll cover a really interesting hand and will then tell you how I busted out.
I think it was the 3rd level with blinds at 75/150. My stack was a little on the short side at about 4,300. I was first to act with Ac8c and I raised to 425. Up to this point I thought I had a pretty tight image. I had Chino Rheem, Annon Fillipi, and Blair Hinkle sitting to my right which really limited the pots that I could get into because they were always raising. I got called by the player to my left who I had figured for a casual amateur because of the nice jacket he was wearing and the way he had played up to this point. Before he called, he visually counted down my chips which made me believe he was considering playing a somewhat speculative hand - normally you don't mess with small pairs or suited connectors unless your opponent has lots of chips. I immediately thought he had a small pair like 66. After the flop came J74, I decided that I was going to check and then shove all in if he bet. I thought the action would look really strong since I raised from first position and had a pretty good image. His 5k stack was also perfectly sized for my stack to cripple him if he lost. I checked and he bet 1,200. This was an unusually large bet considering the circumstances. The bet actually strengthened my idea that he had something like 66. I thought for maybe 15 seconds and then shoved allin for 3,800 (2,600 more for him to call). A play looks exceptionally strong when the shover doesn't really have much fold "equity" (the chance that the other guy will fold). After the guy tanked for a while, he finally said "I've got a bad feeling here" and folded AJ face up. WHOA!!!! An incredible fold to make my wayward read a successful play. Chino (great guy to play with BTW) told the guy "don't worry you were way behind." I decided to show my Ac8c trying to frustrate the casual player, but also to get some action from the other guys. Chino said "Oh wow, I had you in the wrong category."
That hand gave me a few more chips allowing me to play a few more hands. I soon ran my stack up to 22k. A couple of the big pots involved reraising Blair Hinkle's raises. He finally folded both times. Blair busted Chino in a very interesting hand and had me slightly covered when we played the last hand before a break. Blair raised on the button to 550. I look down at KK and wanted to appear weak, so I made a large reraise to 2500. Blair is a notoriously wild player. He decided to reraise me to 5,700. This reraise was so small that I thought he was trying to let me know that he really had a hand but wanted to leave himself room to fold in case I shoved all in. I felt if I went "all in" right there that he would fold. I just called his bet planning to let him put in a big bet on the flop because that's all he could really do. I thought my hand had to look like AK or AQ to him. The flop came AA4 - booooooo!!!! This hand had suddenly become difficult and my trap was looking shaky. Actually, the two Aces on the flop makes it much more unlikely that Blair had an A in his hand. I would have been much more concerned with just a single A on the flop. I continue my plan and check the flop - he checks behind. Dang it - he might have an A! I decide that I have to go all the way on this hand because I won't really be able to tell whether he has an A or something like QQ or JJ. I decide to switch gears and start to try to get value from a pair smaller than my KK. I check the turn trying to look like TT and he bets. I call. The river comes. I check. He goes all in which I felt he would do if he had A or if he had absolutely nothing. He just loves to bluff and the pot was sooooo big. I called, and, of course he had AJ. Sigh... I certainly could have played the hand differently, but I was going for the knockout blow. It didn't work this time, but I still love the play, and I am satisfied with the logic behind my play.
I'll do it all again tomorrow in the 2k No Limit. I've got a good feeling. I really feel like I am improving which is all I can hope to do on a daily basis. Thanks for keeping up!
I think it was the 3rd level with blinds at 75/150. My stack was a little on the short side at about 4,300. I was first to act with Ac8c and I raised to 425. Up to this point I thought I had a pretty tight image. I had Chino Rheem, Annon Fillipi, and Blair Hinkle sitting to my right which really limited the pots that I could get into because they were always raising. I got called by the player to my left who I had figured for a casual amateur because of the nice jacket he was wearing and the way he had played up to this point. Before he called, he visually counted down my chips which made me believe he was considering playing a somewhat speculative hand - normally you don't mess with small pairs or suited connectors unless your opponent has lots of chips. I immediately thought he had a small pair like 66. After the flop came J74, I decided that I was going to check and then shove all in if he bet. I thought the action would look really strong since I raised from first position and had a pretty good image. His 5k stack was also perfectly sized for my stack to cripple him if he lost. I checked and he bet 1,200. This was an unusually large bet considering the circumstances. The bet actually strengthened my idea that he had something like 66. I thought for maybe 15 seconds and then shoved allin for 3,800 (2,600 more for him to call). A play looks exceptionally strong when the shover doesn't really have much fold "equity" (the chance that the other guy will fold). After the guy tanked for a while, he finally said "I've got a bad feeling here" and folded AJ face up. WHOA!!!! An incredible fold to make my wayward read a successful play. Chino (great guy to play with BTW) told the guy "don't worry you were way behind." I decided to show my Ac8c trying to frustrate the casual player, but also to get some action from the other guys. Chino said "Oh wow, I had you in the wrong category."
That hand gave me a few more chips allowing me to play a few more hands. I soon ran my stack up to 22k. A couple of the big pots involved reraising Blair Hinkle's raises. He finally folded both times. Blair busted Chino in a very interesting hand and had me slightly covered when we played the last hand before a break. Blair raised on the button to 550. I look down at KK and wanted to appear weak, so I made a large reraise to 2500. Blair is a notoriously wild player. He decided to reraise me to 5,700. This reraise was so small that I thought he was trying to let me know that he really had a hand but wanted to leave himself room to fold in case I shoved all in. I felt if I went "all in" right there that he would fold. I just called his bet planning to let him put in a big bet on the flop because that's all he could really do. I thought my hand had to look like AK or AQ to him. The flop came AA4 - booooooo!!!! This hand had suddenly become difficult and my trap was looking shaky. Actually, the two Aces on the flop makes it much more unlikely that Blair had an A in his hand. I would have been much more concerned with just a single A on the flop. I continue my plan and check the flop - he checks behind. Dang it - he might have an A! I decide that I have to go all the way on this hand because I won't really be able to tell whether he has an A or something like QQ or JJ. I decide to switch gears and start to try to get value from a pair smaller than my KK. I check the turn trying to look like TT and he bets. I call. The river comes. I check. He goes all in which I felt he would do if he had A or if he had absolutely nothing. He just loves to bluff and the pot was sooooo big. I called, and, of course he had AJ. Sigh... I certainly could have played the hand differently, but I was going for the knockout blow. It didn't work this time, but I still love the play, and I am satisfied with the logic behind my play.
I'll do it all again tomorrow in the 2k No Limit. I've got a good feeling. I really feel like I am improving which is all I can hope to do on a daily basis. Thanks for keeping up!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
It's Christmas in June!
Hey poker fans! I'm in Vegas at the World Series of Poker. Sorry, it's been so long since my last poker blog, but I just haven't really been playing much.
I showed up Tuesday morning in Vegas to take a shot a a real bracelet - the one you gotta have to be considered a great poker player. I played in the $1,500 No Limit Holdem Event along with over 2,900 other players. The day further cemented my love-hate relationship with this blasted game.
I played absolutely "lights out". But, everytime I got into a big pot with all of THEIR stack in the middle, they would suck out. In the middle of the 6th level, I had 60k in chips when the average stack was right about 10k. I lost a 70k chip pot with AA on a AKQ rainbow board to another player with KQ. No problem, I still have almost 3x the average stack, right?
I go back to work and build my stack back up playing small pots. I then get all of an opponents sizable chip stack in the middle with KJ on a J78 board. He had made one of those "I just got sick of you" shoves that I seem to get a lot. He had 89o and of course hit the T on the river to make a straight.
I could keep going with 3 or 4 other hands just like these, but that doesn't do either of us any good. I'll just go to the last hand of the night. I had played for almost 12 hours and there was probably 20 minutes of play left for the night. We had worked down to about 350 players. I had just lost 40k of my chips (ON THE RIVER, of course) and was down to about 45k - average stack was about 36k, blinds were 500/1000, so I was still in good shape. I raised from middle position with AJo and got called by an European guy behind me. A good flop for me of Jh2s4h hit the table. I lead right out with a 4k bet because that's what I pretty much always do - bet, bet, bet. The European guy very quickly shoved "all in" with a stack bigger than mine. I said out loud, "damn it, why do you guys always do that with a draw? I call..." As expected, he had 5h7h. Black card on the turn, heart on the river, cuss word as I hit the door. Sigh.....
I headed back to the room really angry and dejected, but then I started thinking back on how well I played. If I could have won just one of those big confrontations along the way, I would be starting Day 2 in great shape. If I would have won half of those confrontations (when I was supposed to win 75%), I would have 300k and would be on the front page as the chip leader. So, I turned around and walked back to the registration cage and signed up for the next event. It wasn't "meant to be" today, but who knows what tomorrow might bring. I might be the one catching up from behind to get an undeserved monster chip stack.
Despite all of my whining, I know I shouldn't be the guy complaining about bad luck. My life has always been amazing. God loves me!!! He loves you, too!!
I showed up Tuesday morning in Vegas to take a shot a a real bracelet - the one you gotta have to be considered a great poker player. I played in the $1,500 No Limit Holdem Event along with over 2,900 other players. The day further cemented my love-hate relationship with this blasted game.
I played absolutely "lights out". But, everytime I got into a big pot with all of THEIR stack in the middle, they would suck out. In the middle of the 6th level, I had 60k in chips when the average stack was right about 10k. I lost a 70k chip pot with AA on a AKQ rainbow board to another player with KQ. No problem, I still have almost 3x the average stack, right?
I go back to work and build my stack back up playing small pots. I then get all of an opponents sizable chip stack in the middle with KJ on a J78 board. He had made one of those "I just got sick of you" shoves that I seem to get a lot. He had 89o and of course hit the T on the river to make a straight.
I could keep going with 3 or 4 other hands just like these, but that doesn't do either of us any good. I'll just go to the last hand of the night. I had played for almost 12 hours and there was probably 20 minutes of play left for the night. We had worked down to about 350 players. I had just lost 40k of my chips (ON THE RIVER, of course) and was down to about 45k - average stack was about 36k, blinds were 500/1000, so I was still in good shape. I raised from middle position with AJo and got called by an European guy behind me. A good flop for me of Jh2s4h hit the table. I lead right out with a 4k bet because that's what I pretty much always do - bet, bet, bet. The European guy very quickly shoved "all in" with a stack bigger than mine. I said out loud, "damn it, why do you guys always do that with a draw? I call..." As expected, he had 5h7h. Black card on the turn, heart on the river, cuss word as I hit the door. Sigh.....
I headed back to the room really angry and dejected, but then I started thinking back on how well I played. If I could have won just one of those big confrontations along the way, I would be starting Day 2 in great shape. If I would have won half of those confrontations (when I was supposed to win 75%), I would have 300k and would be on the front page as the chip leader. So, I turned around and walked back to the registration cage and signed up for the next event. It wasn't "meant to be" today, but who knows what tomorrow might bring. I might be the one catching up from behind to get an undeserved monster chip stack.
Despite all of my whining, I know I shouldn't be the guy complaining about bad luck. My life has always been amazing. God loves me!!! He loves you, too!!
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