BBOC review....

Last night FullTilt ran a charity event to help put a Bad Beat on Cancer. Fifty percent of the $10 buy-in, went directly to the charity. That was good enough reason for me to get involved. But then you add in that there were twelve FullTilt Pros AND AlCantHang making an appearance, I was just going to have to be there!

My first table draw found me sitting with The "Hendon Mob's" Ross Boatman. He was quite a bit more social in the chat than any other Pro I've ever had sitting at the virtual felt with me and honestly, quite the gentleman.

I do have to talk to him about his avatar though! You'd think that with all of his money and FullTilt backing him while he's on-line, that between the two of them they could've discussed a more accurate avatar with Julius Goat and Bayne!

Take a look at this shot and you'll see what I mean!


I mean seriously, mine is much more realistic looking right?

Anywho....

For the most part I TAG / Ultra NIT my way through the first hour of play. I got dealt a few hands, made a few draws and mostly took notes on who and what the action was all about. Nothing major really, I was just doing enough to stay alive.

Three spots to my right, there was a player with an penchant for what appeared to be blind stealing. He/She almost never got to a flop. It was raise pre, raise pre, raise pre and take down the blinds over and over again. This probably happened about 95% of the time, when ever it was my big blind. I had a moment here where I was just pretty darn sick of it. So after the typical folds between the two of us, I popped it back up and watched him fold immediately.

The moment I had though was,


I showed.

This brought on the best chat session of the night by far.

rocky453:lol
BamBamCan:keep on coming
BamBamCan::p
rocky453:I will
BamBamCan:Hope so!
banjovian:I sooooo wanted to do that
COINFLIPWINNER:about time
rocky453:donkey
banjovian:name change. you should add that to rocky453
BamBamCan:LMAO
rocky453:idiot

I got my first real chip stack here, on the 125th. hand.


He jammed on the turn and with me holding two of the kings, I just didn't believe I was up against big slick. I guess pocket Queens was possible there, but I went with my read and prayed for just the one Queen.

The only other hand of any real note, was a bizzare gut feel I went with. I don't know what it was exactly, but the hand played out really, REALLY weird! The betting, the timing and most of all the amount bet on the river to me, just didn't make any sense. Now I'm far from a NLHE expert my friends, (I think we all know that for certain!) but something just didn't seem kosher to me.

When I made the call here on this hand,


it was either hero or zero!

I went on for about three hours of good Poker and had myself a lot of fun. I love it when something charitable can go so well!

I busted out 55th. of the 314 runners that came out to the game.


I DO NOT have enough singles to discuss my losing hand, so we'll go with my opponent made an excellent read.

Ya...... uh..... that's it!

After all! He had 50% of the four players in the hand crushed AND, there was still one card in the deck that he could beat me with.

*sigh

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Be there and make a difference....

Last count I had was;

12 FullTilt Pros & 1 SoCo drinkin' Hippie

I expect to see a Lemur as well!

The facts:

Bad Beat on Cancer Tournament Tomorrow on FullTilt Poker

Tournament Details:

Place: Full Tilt Poker

Date: November 15th, 2009

Time: 6:15PM EST

Cost: $10 ($5 entry plus $5 donation to BBoC)

Tourney ID#: 113220604
Tourney PW: TPTFORBBOC

My sincerest thanks for your support....

Frantic Friday : The 13th. Edition.... (NSFW)

No this is NOT the 13th. Frantic Friday! I think I'm coming up to number 50 or something like that. INSANE!

I was going to do a WSOP November 9 review today but for the real story, everyone with any sense knows that you can find a much better job of that over at Pauly's place! So honestly, why bother?

Instead I decided to make some kind of big deal about Friday the 13th. but when I started my day trying to get organized around these parts, it was becoming clear to me that I'd just written what just may be a pretty


See typically, I'm a big fan of Friday the 13th.

Not the movie goofballs! The day.

I've found that there seems to be a vast variety of


out there, on what exactly Friday the 13th. has to offer.

Some hate it and stay locked up inside, for fear of what the day may bring. Others jump on their bikes and celebrate the day no matter what the weather, down on the edge of Lake Erie with some Perch.

For me.... well.... I've just always managed to have some really great experiences on almost any Friday the 13th.!

Take last year for example.

I was sitting out on the back deck enjoying a nice cold beer, when all of a sudden there was a huge commotion coming from the house next door.

It seems that two of the neighbourhood hotties had gotten into a real


about something or other.

It turns out that Candy was all pissy about Robin doing her


so early in the morning.

Part of the problem was obviously the noise but apparently, there was more! It seems that Candy was also upset that Robin was not just looking but actually


while riding around the backyard!

I found out that while Robin was doing the mowing, Candy and her man Bob were out in their back room and in the middle of the throws of


Apparently at a very innapropriate time in their love making, Bob said something like, "Man doesn't Robin looks great in those


out there?"

Bob might have even gotten away with that one, that is until he also mentioned how much he was enjoying the


outfit Robin was wearing too!

I'd say silly boy but you know what?

That's just Bob and stuff like that well.... it just seems to be in his


to tell the truth!

So despite the fact that I was enjoying the show and wanted to give both Robin and Candy some exceptional


for their performance, I knew I was going to have to be the one to break that shit up!

So doing my best to seperate the two cuties, I tried to explain how much


it when we're all friends and and can't we all just get along?"

I told them to, "just blame it on Friday the 13th." and "let's move on with the rest of what's going to be a great day!"

Thankfully, they both agreed!

Then when I told them that they should probably


and make up, they both just stared at me like I had two heads.

"It's almost exactly the same as a French kiss girls." I explained, "only it's done down under!"

Once the laughter subsided, everyone went on to have a great Friday the 13th.

So even though nothing crazy like that has happened so far today, I'm certain that this Friday the 13th. will have it's moments too. At least they always seem to around here.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to run.

We're all getting together for a nice Fall walk through the woods today and I'm running a little behind.

Oh speaking of which!

I can't wait to tell Robin that I'll follow her along all of the trails. All I need to do now is come up with the right way to say


without making everyone in our group say


"here we go again!"

Happy Friday the 13th. everyone!

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

I remember....

On the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, I'll sit and reflect on everything I have and everything I can do. I'll thank the ones truly responsible, in my own personal way.

I'll look to the Heavens and thank those that may be there, through courage, effort and a belief in doing the right thing.

I'll look to the East and thank those that are still doing exactly that.

I'll go to our Memorial Square downtown, to personally thank those that have done their best on our behalf.

Today is the opposite of all of the things that Hallmark can't make me do. Like telling me when to show my love, or determining when I should bestow a gift upon a loved one.

You see to me, today is a day that actually deserves my attention.

I always try to remember and honestly, I can become pretty upset with myself for taking my freedom for granted. Today however, I dedicate to remembering as much as I can.




In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae

For those that have given and those that continue to do so, I remember. For what ever it's worth, know that you'll always have my sincerest thanks and highest gratitude.

I remain steadfast in my belief that if you can't stand behind our troops, please feel free to stand in front of them!

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Not as STUD-ly, as I was hoping....

Seeing that the Poker Slut game was STUD last night, I got myself signed up for some fun. Despite the end result, I did have a lot of fun as expected.

I couldn't get too much going at first, as it seemed that I was the only one getting any hands. That lead to a long run of collecting the antes and brings only. Of course that does help build the stack a little but as you can imagine, very little!

I finally ran a hand or two out with one or two others involved, and managed to hold on to win a few bigger pots. I felt like I was paying pretty good attention to detail and had enough game going, to hopefully get myself deep into the event.

I ran into this hand with SuperCon where with Scottc killing an open Ace, I was hoping SuperCon wouldn't buy that I had the split Aces. When I hit the two pair on fourth street and he still wasn't going anywhere, I figured SuperCon for a draw to the clubs. When SuperCon hit the Ace of clubs on fourth, it had to seem improbable at best that I had the Aces back. After fifth and sixth streets were delivered, I was starting to worry about a possible set that I may be up against. I was already willing to believe that it had become a busted draw but after seeing a few of the other holdings they'd shown, a small two-pair seemed more likely. I took the gamble on my read and went to seventh street, just hoping I was right.


The only other significant gamble I took, was when Numb counter-shoved for all-in on one of my completes. With two dead Aces I felt good about my Kings. If however he had the rolled up 6's, good for him and I would be gambling on a hard draw.


The gamble paid off and once again, I just got lucky at the right time.

I made one huge mistake late in the game, when I didn't pay attention early on to the dead outs of mine. I'd stayed in the hand far too long with what I was hoping was an open-ended straight flush draw. Only to whiff completely on any of my outs to make a hand. As I reviewed the hand wondering how I could have missed so many possible outs, I saw that the two cards to make the amazing hand I wanted had already come and gone. Hell! I even missed the two of my suit that were open folded.

HUGE mistake in STUD! One I'm not really used to either.

Scottc then ran over me on a couple of draw heavy hands I'd held. Again, with nothing coming to make a hand of any strength. Great game for Scotty too by the way! He came to final table as the shorty, with just 1270 something in chips. When I busted in third, he was a massive chip leader over second place. Hell of a run!


I was hoping for a better result to be honest, but to run deep in these things you just can't make the mistake that I did. I know SOOOOOOO much better than that, but the mental mistake still happened. That's all it takes to change your prospects for the win I'm afraid, one major blunder.

We'll get'em next time though!

:)

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

OK so....... I mookied....

Right off the bat though, apparently this place started two years ago today. That means with the other two locations to put fingers to keyboard, I've been at this crap for just about three years total.

Bizarre! Feels more like ten years or so to me.

To my friends that drop by occasionally whether out of utter boredom, (most likely) or for the Frantic Friday soft porn, (more likely!) my sincerest thanks for dropping by. I hold back nothing if given the chance, so the vast majority of you know exactly how I feel about each and every one of you.

So I tried to pull my weight for our little group and get a few extra Donkavatars out to last nights mookie. The count was 32 and even though I was hoping for way more, it was great to get a chance to sit down with a few folks that I hadn't been able to for far too long. I also know who exactly it was, that read here and showed up because I had asked. You know who you are too!

Thanks kids!

The game started out pretty routine.

Routine
–noun
1. a customary or regular course of procedure.
2. commonplace; typical or everyday activity.
3. regular, unvarying, habitual, unimaginative, or rote procedure.
4. an unvarying and constantly repeated formula.

I was dealt five "Bammers" in the first orbit.
After winning the first hand with one, I put the ole' 9-3 off away for the night.

I did manage to survive until first break somehow though.


Then I had a miracle 8-8 hold against jestocost's A-J, to take a little pressure off of the next few hands.

By second break, I was getting into a funky rhythm of sorts.

Fold.

Fold.

Fold.

Lather, rinse and repeat as often as required.


It was just as simple as nothing and I mean NOTHING, was being dealt my way. I stole a pot here and there and then I frequently also, had to fold to a re-raise every so often.

Then as things are apt to go, I went on the good card run.

Naturally in the progression of all things NLHE for me, it would fold around and I'd pick up the blinds and antes.

Then after about the gazzillionth jam all in by Lucko, I figured A-J just had to be gold. Natch, he flipped up the same hand for the chop.

A little later, Lucko jammed after having to show a Q-8 in his hand. When he jammed again about four hands later, I figured A-4 to be good. It was and I got the double up that got me deeper into the field.

In the final four, I made a move or two that I thought would get me an opportunity for the win. They got me a few extra chips.

Then I was dealt pocket Jacks in the SB. When it folded to me, I made it pot to go. TheMan in the BB made the call. A flop of baby cards made me comfortable that Jacks were good. I made the read of a big Ace so, my turn to jam.

TheMan flipped up pocket 7's for the set and yours truly, ended up being the first loser.


Not really what I had hoped for to be honest.

But a couple of things are for certain, I run like a God in the friends department AND, I just may be starting to get the hang of this NLHE thing after all.

Well OK, I'm lucky I have friends.

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....

Take your kids to the mookie day.... and Peb's FTW....

So on the win thingy....

Remember that I'd mentioned we had started playing some free bar Poker at a little spot on the edge of town? Well after our finishes of 16th., (me) and 15th. (Peb's) the first week, we knew that one of us would have a shot at a win if we could just survive the short stack push-fest at the 1000 - 2000 blind level. Then with us finishing 11th.(me) and 9th. (Peb's) just last week, things seemed to look even more promising. Specifically, after having my Aces cracked against the A-7 of the chip leader at the time. It just seemed that with a little luck and some solid TAG pokering, a win would come our way soon.

With another 40 runners making an appearance last night, I ran all the way to a 15th. place finish. That was with me seeing exactly two face cards the entire night. TWO! Not one pocket pair or even suited connectors, right up until the end. A couple of timely bluffs and one miracle flop with 3-7 off in my BB after several limpers, kept me in the game longer than the cards I was dealt should've allowed. In the end, I jammed the sooOOooted 10-J with my remaining 3 1/2 BB's for the loss.

I'm certainly not thrilled with all these finishes in, (or near) the low teens but honestly I have to admit, running that deep into the gauntlet that is free bar Poker with the hands I've had to work with, does keep that little fire burning inside me that a win is in my near future for sure.

Well with rock solid play despite three massive bad beats while WAY ahead, my Peb's took the whole enchilada down last night for her first win in the series. To make it even sweeter, she went into head's up as a four-to-one chip dog. The guy had like 80% of the chips in play, to what looked like her measly little stack.



Congrats baby! I couldn't be any more proud.

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Now for the challenge part!

With it's timing, I don't get to play in a lot of mookies. But it is the Grandfather of all blogger games after all so, I'm in this week.

Sure there's no $10,000 main event seat on the line and showing up only means one thing, that you support our silly little games like the blogger you are. But I see that as a good enough reason this week.

Do you?

I see that there were 35 runners last week. So I went and told two friends and I'm hoping that they'll tell two friends and so on, and so on, and so on.

Oh and brudder Chako, consider this your reminder! :)

So my challenge is this.

I challenge all of you to sign up for this weeks mookie and to also tell at least one friend to do the same. Let's see if on a regular week with nothing on the line but bragging rights in our little community, we can get 100 out to play in the mookie!


............. The P/W is always vegas1 .........

I don't know where he is or what he's been doing lately, but I miss the man with a gazillion offspring. Maybe with a little show of support from the group of us, we can entice mookie out of semi-retirement and start reading over at his place again soon.

I'm down for that, are you?

I hope so!

So there you have it, I declare it official!
Wednesday November 4, 2009 just became,

take your kids to the mookie day.

Do me a favour will you?
PASS IT ON!

My sincerest thanks for dropping by....