Sunday, February 21, 2010

Just Results

The aggro play continued last night. It's like I have a big blinking sign over my head that says "please 3 bet me". It's not that hard to adjust, just annoying.

I got in my session with two tables of the fifty game and one of the hundred. It was pretty unexciting - I didn't make many hands and did too much check folding. Standard.

All the action took place in two hands.

First, at the big game, I flopped top set in a four way pot with JJ on a J T 4 board with two spades. Two checks, I potted it, the guy behind me shoved for like 7x my bet and - thankfully - the other two guys folded. JJJ > TTT and I double up.

I guess I could have commenced lockdown mode, but what's the fun in that?

A few dozen hands later, again at the big game this hand comes up. I pick up AKs in late position. I raise and get one caller - I forget whether the villain was in the blinds or was an early position limper. One or the other.

Flop is AA8. Check, I bet, call. There's a faint buzzing.

Turn is another 8. Check, bet, minraise. The buzzing has changed over to a ringing.

I know what that means. Warning bell.

At this point I knew there was a pretty good chance that I was up against 88. I even said out loud - "if he has 88 so be it, I go broke here every time". I lose to one hand. There are four hands that have outs among the dozen that chop the pot. Duh. Obviously I shoved.

And lost to 88. Oh well.

Since I had 2.5 stacks before the hand against 7/10ths of a stack I didn't actually go broke. But metaphorically speaking, yes, I go broke there every time.

I wasn't sure I would ever find the point where I will literally never fold, but I think I have. Wow. There ARE limits to my nitiness. I see monsters under the bed too often, but not this time - even if there were monsters I had my trusty Nerf lightsaber with me under the covers. It just turned out that this one beast was real and not imaginary.

Um.

Anyhow, I managed to pull out a small win for the evening despite a pretty poor effort at the fifty game. I did really really enjoy taking a joker to valuetown on one of my last hands:

I have Ah8h in the BB. It folds around to the small blind who completes. I check. Flop is rags with two hearts. Opponent leads small, I'm happy to call. Turn is an ace. Check, I'm ahead so I bet, call. The river is the magic third heart. I can almost hear the SB getting excited about setting me up. He's gonna check raise me right out of my seat!

(Can you do that when you're shortstacking? I guess.)

He checks.

I save him the trouble and shove.

OMGOMGOMG instacall!

Oops.

Your ten high flush no good sir.

Hero LOLs.

Yeah, yeah, I know. A very standard hand. So what. I'm just happy that I still get enjoyment out of crushing shortstacker dreams. If that's ever not the case I think it'll be time to quit.

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