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Saturday, January 26, 2008

There's No Place Like A Home Game

Congratulations first off to CJ, who should be a married luckboxman any moment now. I haven't met Mrs. Luckbox, but anyone who can keep his attention over blogging and poker and trifectas and stuff (I kid) has to be pretty special. Best wishes.

On to the "content": How do you handle an intoxicated player who's catching cards?

Why, you stay out of the way of course. If you know what's good for you anyway.

Small crowd for last night's home game. Seven players, although we were only at full strength for a short while.

J, who is usually the loosest player in the bunch anyway, started the evening off having already had several beers. Given his results, I would expect more drunk poker in his future.

Three hands into the game, I raise AKo. J puts in a small raise which is called in two places and then shoves on the all small flop. It's an easy fold. He shows AA.

A short time later I get into a hand with our host. I raise a couple limpers (0.10/0.20 blinds) to 1.50. He reraises to 5.00. I shove the rest of my 20.00 with KK, figuring if I run into AA for the second time in half an hour, so be it. And I don't want to give him the chance to make a fourth raise, because the fourth raise always means aces, right? He thinks and calls with 88. I win.

J continues to be a one man wrecking crew. He takes out a very solid player by making a bigger two pair with Q3o. He takes chips from everyone else. I finally get some back with a baby flush that also knocks out the late-arriving A.

When three players bust and decline to rebuy, we decided to play a quick tournament. Four handed, static blinds. J busts the other two players in short order, so he's got a 3-1 chip lead on me. Heads up I flop TPGK with QTo and look to double. Nope, he's got KK. Freaking card rack.

Overall, it was a good night. J was the big winner, I picked up about a buyin, everybody else lost a few bucks. It was also a short night - about three hours of play. Unheard of.

If I could figure out a way to do it, I'd like to write about a post-game discussion. About roshambo (rock-paper-scissors). There was a complaint about how does paper really beat rock (correct answer: "Shut it") and some pretty funny suggestions about how the game could be improved. Dynamite. Eagle. Matches.

I guess you had to be there.

Anyway, another home game coming up on Monday. Different group. Similar spare change stakes. Should be a good time.

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I would need to check with an authority on such things, but I think I might be on to something here: The absolute gheyest thing you could do on a Friday night is to be standing around, watching someone else play Guitar Hero.

Really.

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Warning Off Topic Moment:
I accomplished something that I don't think I've done previously this morning - I managed to lose a game of Scrabble despite bingoing three times. I needed to coax two more points out of my last tile and I just couldn't do it.

2 comments:

Drizztdj said...

I would need to check with an authority on such things, but I think I might be on to something here: The absolute gheyest thing you could do on a Friday night is to be standing around, watching someone else play Guitar Hero.

Of course its gay!

Its much better to do on Saturday instead.

Joe Speaker said...

Phew. I thought you were going to say "playing Guitar Hero" was ghey.

Not that I did that on Friday night by myself for two hours.