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So the Kid says: Let’s make it a $2/5 game!
Scooter, his stunning Wifey, The Kid and I roll out to Jackson on Saturday to take some 18 year old allowance money for the kids out there. We get there to be on the list for the $2/5 game which turns out isn’t moving very quickly. So, as an alternative, we sit at the $1/2 table when seats become available. I’m at a table with the BW, while Scooter and The Kid are on another table behind me.
I’m maintaining a stack somewhat, but playing with people at about the 2/4 limit game and style. Nothing wrong with that, it’s just a craps shoot, and you have to be ultra selective about which pots to get in with which players. Nothing terribly exciting for about an hour or so. Then I hear a bunch of commotion on the table behind me, where Scooter and Kid are playing. They decide to rally the table to make it a $2/5 game, instead of a $1/2 game. There is all but one player at the table who wants to play at those stakes. So I offer for him to trade seats with me at the $1/2 table and it’s all good. So, he trades with me, and I get seated in my favorite seat at most any table. Seat 3.
Action Junkie?
I’m shooting up in pots like they are heroin.
My chip stack is large, my gold tooth displayed, you know I got it made.
Scooter and the Kid are rolling in their chips over on the other side of the table and for the most part, we didn’t all tangle in many pots together unless we all had strong hands. While sitting there, we have some great dead money come on the table. One, “SSI” we’ll call him, because he is fresh from the post office picking up his social security check, cashing it, and sitting down on the table, is making plays into the most wild pots with some of the weirdest cards out there. So, I play the waiting game. Digging holes, and covering them with twigs and leaves. Simply waiting for my hand. Sure enough, he gets me to lay down a few pocket pairs preflop, with his $60 bet. So I wait..... and wait..... until, he fires into a pot and I look down at A/K. I call time, and debate for some time. I have the second best starting hand, but it’s still a drawing hand. He could have a big pocket pair and I could miss my cards all together. After calling time, I chew on it for a while, and push them all in. All the chips and the two cards and ask him what he’s got. He flips over pocket nines. I got live cards and he is only a small advantage at the moment. Flop comes, no help to him, no help to me, turn brings me an ace, and the river is a brick. Turn up my symphony!
A few hands later, I hook up with pocket 6’s and the flop comes out J/6/2. There was 50 in the pot and it was checked around to me, and I made a pot size bet to get everyone to fold. Bad play on my part. I should have checked it around and let them catch up.
Another hand, I get Aces in the hole, and tangle with a new player at the table and we dance. I flop a set and bet it. He calls. Turn comes a brick, and he bets. Value sized bet. I call. River comes another brick, to pair the board. (I think it was a 3), nothing interesting on the board other than an Ace, which I have pockets, and another big card. No flush, no straight, but there is the pair of 3’s, so I guess he paired his big card and has the 3’s. He bets, $15 or so, I raise it to $45. He folds. I have the Kid to my left and I flash him one of the aces in my hand. This other player makes a big stink about me flashing the card and wanted to see it, so I pulled the cards from the dealer, before they hit the muck and showed him the ace. To add to his tilt, I said “For conversational purposes, here’s the other ace too” The Kid said it was a poor move and that I should have only showed him the one ace to get action from him later, but I wanted to shut down the ESPN’r of an inner child in the player who I was involved in this pot with. Kinds of a dick move on my part, but I took down the $150 pot.
A few hands later, I have pocket 6’s. There is a action pot, and a lot of callers seeing the flop. Big cards on the flop, an A, and a Q I think. Turn is another nice card to make someone’s hand. There is $70 or so in the middle and everyone checks it around. I ask the dealer for a 9 on the river, and BING BING BING BING... there comes the case nine. It’s checked around to me and I make a big bet into the pot with a punk ass paid of 6’s and 3 over cards and a straight on the board. Can I get a witness from the congregation? I have everyone at the table telling me I missed and that I didn’t make my hand. The best part of this is that the people on the rail behind us and the Kid sitting next to me, both confirm, that I had the other 9’s so I made my hand with the 9 on the river. I almost wanted to toke them along with the dealer. It was classic!
The other players they shuffled on the table were as predictable as a slot car. You knew their next move before the card came off the deck. It was like a comedy of errors when they got in a pot with someone else.
The Kid waited and waited for a hand to get in with SSI to get back form the hand and pot that SSI bluffed him out of. So, sho nuff, the Kid hooks up with K’s and they go at it. Unfortunately it was the wrong one to go at with him. SSI flipped over A’s and they held up. The kid finally crapped out after being up a few 3 or 4 stacks to a couple of hands that got the ass end of statistics.
All in all, it was a great night for me. I was catching cards, I was making the right plays in the right pots, and built a nice stack in the process. I lost a few hands, didn’t get there on some others, but it was a good night.
I ended up cashing out $1336 from an initial buy in of $200. It was a session much needed after the few beatings I’ve taken down in Vegas and around here over the past month or two.
Scooter, his stunning Wifey, The Kid and I roll out to Jackson on Saturday to take some 18 year old allowance money for the kids out there. We get there to be on the list for the $2/5 game which turns out isn’t moving very quickly. So, as an alternative, we sit at the $1/2 table when seats become available. I’m at a table with the BW, while Scooter and The Kid are on another table behind me.
I’m maintaining a stack somewhat, but playing with people at about the 2/4 limit game and style. Nothing wrong with that, it’s just a craps shoot, and you have to be ultra selective about which pots to get in with which players. Nothing terribly exciting for about an hour or so. Then I hear a bunch of commotion on the table behind me, where Scooter and Kid are playing. They decide to rally the table to make it a $2/5 game, instead of a $1/2 game. There is all but one player at the table who wants to play at those stakes. So I offer for him to trade seats with me at the $1/2 table and it’s all good. So, he trades with me, and I get seated in my favorite seat at most any table. Seat 3.
Action Junkie?
I’m shooting up in pots like they are heroin.
My chip stack is large, my gold tooth displayed, you know I got it made.
Scooter and the Kid are rolling in their chips over on the other side of the table and for the most part, we didn’t all tangle in many pots together unless we all had strong hands. While sitting there, we have some great dead money come on the table. One, “SSI” we’ll call him, because he is fresh from the post office picking up his social security check, cashing it, and sitting down on the table, is making plays into the most wild pots with some of the weirdest cards out there. So, I play the waiting game. Digging holes, and covering them with twigs and leaves. Simply waiting for my hand. Sure enough, he gets me to lay down a few pocket pairs preflop, with his $60 bet. So I wait..... and wait..... until, he fires into a pot and I look down at A/K. I call time, and debate for some time. I have the second best starting hand, but it’s still a drawing hand. He could have a big pocket pair and I could miss my cards all together. After calling time, I chew on it for a while, and push them all in. All the chips and the two cards and ask him what he’s got. He flips over pocket nines. I got live cards and he is only a small advantage at the moment. Flop comes, no help to him, no help to me, turn brings me an ace, and the river is a brick. Turn up my symphony!
A few hands later, I hook up with pocket 6’s and the flop comes out J/6/2. There was 50 in the pot and it was checked around to me, and I made a pot size bet to get everyone to fold. Bad play on my part. I should have checked it around and let them catch up.
Another hand, I get Aces in the hole, and tangle with a new player at the table and we dance. I flop a set and bet it. He calls. Turn comes a brick, and he bets. Value sized bet. I call. River comes another brick, to pair the board. (I think it was a 3), nothing interesting on the board other than an Ace, which I have pockets, and another big card. No flush, no straight, but there is the pair of 3’s, so I guess he paired his big card and has the 3’s. He bets, $15 or so, I raise it to $45. He folds. I have the Kid to my left and I flash him one of the aces in my hand. This other player makes a big stink about me flashing the card and wanted to see it, so I pulled the cards from the dealer, before they hit the muck and showed him the ace. To add to his tilt, I said “For conversational purposes, here’s the other ace too” The Kid said it was a poor move and that I should have only showed him the one ace to get action from him later, but I wanted to shut down the ESPN’r of an inner child in the player who I was involved in this pot with. Kinds of a dick move on my part, but I took down the $150 pot.
A few hands later, I have pocket 6’s. There is a action pot, and a lot of callers seeing the flop. Big cards on the flop, an A, and a Q I think. Turn is another nice card to make someone’s hand. There is $70 or so in the middle and everyone checks it around. I ask the dealer for a 9 on the river, and BING BING BING BING... there comes the case nine. It’s checked around to me and I make a big bet into the pot with a punk ass paid of 6’s and 3 over cards and a straight on the board. Can I get a witness from the congregation? I have everyone at the table telling me I missed and that I didn’t make my hand. The best part of this is that the people on the rail behind us and the Kid sitting next to me, both confirm, that I had the other 9’s so I made my hand with the 9 on the river. I almost wanted to toke them along with the dealer. It was classic!
The other players they shuffled on the table were as predictable as a slot car. You knew their next move before the card came off the deck. It was like a comedy of errors when they got in a pot with someone else.
The Kid waited and waited for a hand to get in with SSI to get back form the hand and pot that SSI bluffed him out of. So, sho nuff, the Kid hooks up with K’s and they go at it. Unfortunately it was the wrong one to go at with him. SSI flipped over A’s and they held up. The kid finally crapped out after being up a few 3 or 4 stacks to a couple of hands that got the ass end of statistics.
All in all, it was a great night for me. I was catching cards, I was making the right plays in the right pots, and built a nice stack in the process. I lost a few hands, didn’t get there on some others, but it was a good night.
I ended up cashing out $1336 from an initial buy in of $200. It was a session much needed after the few beatings I’ve taken down in Vegas and around here over the past month or two.
