sweetness

Played a great deal of poker tonight. Lots and lots.

Things were not going well early. Bad cards, good hands dominated, losing races - you know, all the usual stuff. But I got the ultimate comebacker with a 1st place finish in an 18 man.

The end was so sweet - there were three of us, one big stack and two little stacks. The big stack did not know how to use his chips - he kept limping into pots, then betting pot. You know, allowing us to hit. Sadly, I couldn't hit anything.

Finally, I shoved A6 and the other small stack called me with A2. I avoided the suckout and crippled him.

In the next hand, the big stack limped again, knowing the guy I just beat had less than 1 BB left. He put it in, and I checked QT. I flopped an open ended straight draw, and the dumbass big stack bet pot again, unaware of the concept of implicit collusion. I should have folded, but my recent double-up allowed me to peel off one card, and... I hit the straight! Dumbass big stack bet pot again, I shoved over him, he called with top pair, 3 kicker, and I doubled up while knocking out #3. We were about even in chips.

Very next hand, I hit top pair of aces and checkraise him all in. He calls with second pair of kings. Just like that I had almost all the chips. I dispatched him 2 or 3 hands later.

I went from fighting for my life to whacking the big stack in like 3 hands. It felt good - real good, and turned my early October numbers around.