It had to happen

My visit at Aspers on Friday quickly pulled me back to ground after feeling sooo good about life and Poker for the last few weeks. I quickly busted the tourney making a terrible call with TP to find that I was outkicked. I bet and then called the shove with TP and he showed me AQ to my KQ. I got up and wished good luck to everybody when the dealer put a K on the turn and I couldn’t believe my luck and apologized to the other player. Well, Ace on the river. And I haven’t even read the book. A re-suck-out definitely hurts more than a normal suck-out as you come from the emotional high of having sucked out on somebody and therefore get smashed back to the ground from a higher point when you get re-sucked-out on. It is never over before it is over I guess.

I then played some Roulette as the cash tables had not started yet. The Roulette was good to me and made me £ 40.

I got to the cash tables and bought in for £ 120. After my last live cash session in B’ham I felt quite good about playing that game but I was clearly mistaken. I managed to stack off with 77s in the third hand I played. I am so fucking angry about the way I played that hand it is unreal. SO FUCKING ANGRY ABOUT MYSELF! Hand goes like this: Straddle to £4 is on. A few limpers join the fun. I find 77 on the button and make it £ 21 to go. Straddler calls and limper to my right calls. Q45 rainbow flop. Checked to me and I make it £ 53 basically committing myself. I get shoved on and make the disgusted call and get shown AQ. I reload for another £120 and decide to rock it up. I get small pay offs with TP hands and pocket QQ. Then lose a bigger pot with a straight to a flush. Last hand of the night was AJs. I called an UTG raise from late position. As did two others. Flop JT6 rainbow. UTG bets, one player calls I shove my £90 over the top. Player to my left calls with his last £40, UTG goes all-in as well and the other player states “there is too much in the pot to fold” and he is clearly right with that. UTG shows AJ and the other both players are showing KQ for the up and down + overs. 9 on the river to make the straights and I am going home at 1 am. I played so fucking badly all fucking night. The table was actually very nice with about 4 complete idiots at the table. One guy was in for £ 800 by the time I left. He was massively pissed and kept making gifts to people with terrible bluffs und 4th pair kind of hands. Only problem was my seat. I had all the good players (5) to my right and they kept isolating the fish nicely so I never really got the chance to get involved. I know normally its good to have the dangerous players to the right but on this table it was a weird dynamic as the 4 fish were sat next to each other on my left hand side and the other 5 capable players were sat to each other on my right hand side. I find the best position at this table is clearly the seat right after the fish. You can raise or min 3-bet lots of the time and therefore make the other nits fold and get the fish heads up.
But I could have easily made a profit at this table if I would not have decided to stack off early on and to then win it back by desperately trying to find a shoving spot. I’m such a donkey.

In B’ham I played my absolute A game and was super in the zone. Furthermore there was one big difference between the B’ham and the Aspers cash game. In B’ham the table was full of nitty students that were playing underrolled and therefore they were easy victims to run over if you are aggressive. In B’ham all night only one player joined the table for about one hour which I would call a massive fish. The style I played there fitted perfectly in the environment. In Aspers it’s the other way around. You get half the table with loose passive people that don’t care about calling a 4-bet with J9o OOP and the other half of the table is just sitting tight waiting to make a hand and trying to get paid off. I just need to change my approach next time as there is no reason to be overly creative. I should have limped a few more suited Aces and connectors or something in position in order to make a hand but when I was in position with a hand like this, one of the regs had already made a pot size raise and after the limpers being in already it was normally something between 9 and 20 quid when it came round to me. I definitely learned another lesson.

Most annoying about the 77 hand is that I just randomly assumed that I could run over the table although I was only at the table for 3 hands so I had no read or information at all at this point of time. I just should have limped behind in position flop a set or not and play the hand straight forward without getting too fruity when having no information about the table. This is not supposed to be another whiny whinge post. I didn’t get sucked out on or anything. I was just in the worst seat at the table and played terribly. So I fully deserved to get £240 stuck.

I am still positive about my game at the moment and as I am going to Gibraltar this week I will have a good opportunity to turn things around again and I promise I will! I will be spending my Thursday evening in the Gala Casino in Gibraltar probably play their £20 FO and play some £ 0.5/1 later on. Yes they have got 0.50/1 tables there. Brilliant isn’t it!

So what exactly have we learned:

I am not fucking invincible

Other people give a fucking shit about how good I am feeling

I have no fucking, in stone carved right to get all the money of the fish

Not everyone who does look like a fucking fish turns out to be one

I am a fucking massive fish if I am not playing my A or at least B game

Do not fucking over think a hand against a moron player but have a proper fucking thought process against a capable player before making a decision

Apply some fucking seat and table selection rules to the game. If you can’t get a better seating position than the toilet seat just do not fucking play

As mentioned before I am not crying or am in a bad mood or anything. I am just a angry about my own idiocy.

Online I made the step up to NL25 and had some first profits. The level of play does not seem to change on PKR between NL10 and NL100. You rarely get more than 3 capable players on a full ring table. I hope the game stays as soft as it is and I hope I can keep up the running well.

Didn’t get on the scale this morning so I can’t update the weight stat. I suppose no one is really interested in that stat anyway.

TriTraTrallala Trutfish

Poker:

Stars: - $70
PKR: + $294
Live cash: + £ 163.50
Live tourney: - £ 82

Life is good

I am a quite happy and relaxed person at the moment. UKSPC holidays + Easter + 2 days off from work having flu, really reloaded my batteries. I got some great news from my job search in Gibraltar. I managed to take down two interview appointments for next week. One of them is a great job and a good opportunity. The job I really want is being the Executive Assistant for the MD of the following website: www.pokerstrategy.com

This would involve travelling the world, having an own marketing team to manage and the organisation of live promotion events. Obviously the job will have its boring sides as well but I only picked the good ones here to show off. 25k + bonuses don’t sound too shabby either and with a free-to-live in flat for the first 6 months this is a supreme job. I want this job so much. If everything goes like I wish then I might be living in Gibraltar at the beginning of June! Keep your fingers crossed for me.

The other job is a customer service role for bwin and nothing I am really keen on but bwin is the company that will pay for my flights and accommodation for the interviews so I am willing to please them with my attendance although I can’t see myself taking that job. I will be going to Gibraltar next Thursday morning. Looking forward to it. Means I get another short week at work. Yeehaa.

Oh this reminds me that I got offered a promotion at my current job as well. Basically promoting me into the ranks of a Sales Manager. No specific details so far but my salary would increase by a few k and I would need to travel Germany, Switzerland, Austria, Belgium, Netherlands and Luxembourg for one or two weeks a month. So this sounds great as well. Good times.

On the online Poker front I keep doing ok. I normally planned my first shots at NL25 yesterday but I felt very fruity, fresh and good so I bought in with a full stack at a NL100 table. I was one tabling and trying to concentrate on picking good spots. I got in a lot of very tricky decisions early on and had lost half my stack after 10 hands.
I decided not to give up as I still felt good and reloaded to a full stack. Immediately after my reload two epic fish sat down at the table. One to my left and one to my right. The guy too my right played some beautiful 90/2/0.5 (those stats are just guessed as I can’t use PT with PKR) and the guy to my left played some 70/5/0.5. It was brilliant. The rest of the table was pretty tight so when I was in HJ,CO, BT my favourite opponent was normally the open limper. I always raised there with basically any hand. The guy to my left came along most of the time as well and the blinds folded mostly. A simple C-bet was enough to take about 95% of those pots without any problems. Fortunately the fish to mi right had cracked two other players AA and KK at the very beginning with J7 and J5 and was therefore sitting on a $300 stack. I kept making the same move for 2 h and they kept folding to me. So good. Despite being half a stack down after 10 hands I managed to finish close to a full stack in profit. Good times.

My diet is going a bit slowly at the moment but this is mainly due to me being lazy with the working out and eating and drinking like I used to for the last two weeks. I just feel like playing more Poker at the moment. I am sure this will turn around when the next downswing arrives.

I’m going to Aspers tonight and will be donating my 20 quid to their Friday crapshoot, a few more quid to the Roulette and hopefully win it all back at the 1/2 cash games.

DiDabbaDabba DabbDaDa Life is good weehaa.

Stats:

Weight lost: 16.3 kg (2.56 Stone)
Weight to lose: 8.7 kg (1.37 Stone)

Poker:

Stars: - $ 70
PKR: + $ 256
Live cash: + £ 403.50
Live tourney: - £ 60

UKSPC 09 Fairy Tales

Let’s talk a bit about the 3-day UKSPC trip. I picked up “147 Super Star” at about 9:00 am on Wednesday and from there us both good looking young men made our way down to B’ham. To make the drive appear a bit shorter we started playing some 1p/2p HU cash game while I was driving. As last year we stuck the cards of the board to some blue tack spots on the cockpit. The game finished when there was still one hour to go to B’ham but “147 tight ass” refused to reload after he donated 4.50 Pound to me. He obviously was afraid to go broke! He could easily have made a profit from the game but he wasn’t good enough to fold 77 to a 5-bet-shove of mine when my range clearly can only be AA or KK. :-) I had QJss and flopped the flush draw which got there on the turn. Good start to the trip I thought. At least he is respected by all to be a world class HU player. But then he had to play me...unlucky him...

Once in B’ham we popped in the casino and it seemed like everybody (Isaac, Nick, Paul) had to play day 1A and I was on day 1B. That basically meant that I had to do something else and therefore met up with Nathan in a pool place. I managed to run like god on amphetamines and gave Nathan a very tough time in beating me at 9 and 8 ball. I had a 2 -0 lead in the 9-ball game actually but then still lost 2-3. So close. As this trip was supposed to be a nice break from the diet for me I was smoking, drinking and eating like *insert name of fat, smoking and drinking celebrity here (Paul Gascoigne e.g.).”

9:00 pm came round soon and that was when the 10 pound side event started. I was already majorly pissed by that time. Anyway I had to queue for 30 minutes only to get on the alternates list and then wait another 30 minutes to get a seat. As I finally had a seat I limped my first hand (I already had to pay a penalty) and folded to some action on the flop. The next hand I folded. Then I got T3dd on the button and shoved 20 BB’s after only one MP limper was only in the pot so far. Small blind folds, Big Blind SNAP calls with K5o and the limper snap calls with AA. Oh dear. I flopped a pair with flush draw but couldn’t get there and was out after three hands. What a waste of time. Oh by the way the hand was won by K5 as he turned 2 pair. The guy with AA was very disgusted.lol.

I think afterwards I started to donate money to the casino at the 3 card poker. Lost a coinflip to Mr Keys for I have no idea how much money and got nicely hammered. After tournament play for the day was over everybody decided to head to our appartment to play some proper 5p/10p. Beforehand we stopped to buy some booze: tons of lager, a bottle of Jack Daniel’s, a bottle of Frosty Jack’s Cider ???, and a porn magazine with DVD so we were all fine prepared to repeat our last year’s cash game session. I quickly popped to my car with Isaac to get the chips and when we got back the two professional Poker players had fallen asleep and I was unable to wake them up. That’s what those guys do huh? Tell you that they’ll come and lose some cash at your table but only need a place to sleep in the end. I crumbled a biscuit over Mr Keys head which reminded him all next day about this disappointment by itching horribly. So we played four handed but I cannot really remember about this cash game as I was absolutely hammered but I think I finished like 60 or 70 quid up. As far as I now I couldn’t get away from 45s pre flop and always managed to hit.

Next morning I was still very pissed and started the day with a lager and some frosty jack’s and then headed to the casino where I had another two lager and after them I basically had the same level of drunkness as the night before. I came to my table and trash talked my cock off. Declaring half of the talble to be big online MTT winners. I think my banter caused general amusement although the dealer was pretty annoyed be me. The dealer btw looked like a woman with a terrible hair cut and when I asked her/him for the name she/he said David! I started laughing thinking that it was a joke but it turned out she really was a he! Upps! The table was obviously super tight so I open-raised basically every second hand with all sorts off trash and even min-raised blind UTG as I wasn’t allowed to straddle. I picked up KK in the second hand and was all-in on the turn but didn’t get called and won a few chips and kept winning chips in small pots. Then I lost half my stack when I flopped a straight against one of the ladies at the table and got loads of action from her top pair but she rivered a backdoor flush. That’s unlucky. I then got bored and shoved my AQ on a JTxQx board when villain had a straight with 98 and slow rolled me when he was thinking for about ten minutes and eventually called. “I thought you might have AK.” I mean wtf!? Anyway I busted after 2.5 hours and that was longer than I expected. In the afternoon we went to Riley’s to play some Pool/Snooker. Being the moron that I am I offered to play Snooker for money against “147 Ronnie O’Sullivan” if he gave me 4:1. I still can’t believe what an idiot I am. I might as well just stick it in his pocket without playing. At least I crushed him in the HU cash game!

Later I managed to win three 9-ball matches against Isaac in a row. Obviously not playing for money. How can you be such a good pool player Isaac and lose three times in a row against a pissed German moron?

Made the way back in the casino for the side event. Before the event started I got stuck another 130 Pound at the roulette tables. Betting on red always red but it kept bringing black about 17/20 times. Registered for the side event on time and got seated next to Nick which obviously had to be good for some action. Normally we agreed to shove the first hand regardless but Nick voided the bet as we were at the same table. Chicken! I busted this tourney after 5 hands. Limp-fold JT, fold flop with AK, fold pre, fold pre, limp-shove 66. I run into 99 and TT but clearly my limp shove can only be AA or KK here again. :-) One guy at the table tells me that he already folded a 6 so I’m hoping for my one outer. TT flop a set and I am drawing dead but to make it worse I managed to hit the one outer on the turn. The pot gets taken down by the 99 as they spike a flush on the river.

Well I get myself to the bar and am working hard to keep myself nicely pissed. I get to talk to Imran (one of the organisers) and he introduces me to some people. Most importantly to Chris “John Kane” or something who suposedly is a 2+2 legend and used to be a 1000NL reg before his parents forced him to get a job. There is a soft Omaha game going and everybody begs him to play it and take stakings. I have only 70 Pound left in the wallet and run to the cash machine. The cash machine is outdrawing me and is not giving me any more money as I already withdrew my daily maximum. What a sick beat. The staking deal was brilliant. He said I give you your money back regardless + you can have 10% of the winnings. No staking for me due to lack of cash in the wallet. He lost the whole stack very soon anyway so no winnings missed. A nice group of us now sits down at the 1/1 pound table to play some cash. This cash session was the best I played my whole live so far. Here a few hands: I straddle the first hand and get dealt AT. Imran had raised from EP and I called from the straddle. Flop: TJx. I check, Imran bets, I raise, He shoves, I call and he has 99 SHIP!!! Up to roughly 140 Pound. One orbit later I straddled again. Imran raises, Chris 3- bets, Unknown player 4- bets, comes round to me and I find 44 and have a sick feeling about this hand and 5-bet shove it. Everyone folds and I take down the pot pre flop and showed that I had the nuts! :-) I then lose a few pots and am all-in in the dark on the flop with AJss against one 60ish year old guy. Turn is a J and he mucks his hand on the river. From there it went up up and up. I got a bit lucky when I raised K7ss from the cut off and got called by the MP limper and I manage to flop a flush. We get it in on the flop and he has a set of 6’s but my flush holds. I had a few brilliant moments. One of the best being a 6-high tripple barrel bluff I got through which won me 10 quid in a side bet as well which I had for showing a tripple barrel bluff. Was the only one that I attempted as well. Spot perfectly picked imo. A few hands later I picked up a bluff/super light 3-bet by a student player when he committed himself pre and we get it in with my A9ss against his T7o and I hold. I made plenty of well timed floats, 3 and 4 bets, bluffs and good value bets and got lucky to never get coolered with set over set or anything. When ever I got my money in I was ahead and held. I finished this cash session on a 400 Pound stack!!! Having bought in for only 70 Pound this is a pretty sick result. Especially because I didn’t hit and run I was at the table when we started and I was still at the table when everything was over. I played from beginning to the end. This nice session obv helped to cover some losses and costs and I will keep having sweet dreams about how well I played there. There are so many more small stories and details to tell about but this post is already longer than it should be.

I am ill at the moment so can’t go to the gym. I am doing some extreme dieting atm and finally got rid of the gained weight from B’ham. I hope to get below the 90kg mark in April.

I am running really well on PKR as well, basically crushing the NL10 there and had a minor tourney cash as well. Shot taking at 25 NL will follow soon.

Stats:

Weight lost: 15.3 kg (2.40 Stone)
Weight to lose: 9.7 kg (1.52 Stone)

Poker:

Stars: - $ 70
PKR: + $ 170
Live Cash: + £ 403.50
Live Tourney: - £ 55


That’s it. Thanks for reading.

Truthans

Outdrawn

I arrived back home from UKSPC safely which is good as I was terribly tired and hung over and it's a very annoying and lonely and long drive from B'ham to Durham. I post a report in a few days time and if you (who ever is reading this blog) are lucky it might be a funny post as well. :-)

The reason why I am writing this atm are the news from radio and telly that Madonna is not allowed to adopt that Malawian little girl. The saddest character in this story is the little girl who is getting outdrawn by authorities forcing her to stay in Africa in probably poor circumstances instead of living in the US and being an adopted child of probably the world's biggest Pop star. As soon as the little girl is old enough to realise what happend when she was little she is probably going to commit suicide. This is a very sick outdraw.

"You know what, when you were little you almost were adopted by a super-rich Pop Idol. Willing to let you live with her in her massive Beverly Hills villa"

"WHAT! WHAT HAPPENED!"

"You got outdrawn"

--- PENG ---