lost 2 buyins tonight never having a hand, and somehow inviting raises and checkraises when trying to stab at pots. It seems I'm the only one in Omaha who can be bluffed.
1 year ago
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Out of practice
Road trip to Detroit for a concert this weekend with high school buddies - didn't think I would have any time to play cards, though. I was wrong - both wanted to gamble on Saturday afternoon before the show, so I told them I would meet them for dinner in three hours and checked out the Greektown poker room.
Wasn't there long. In my first orbit, someone made it $6 (really small bet for a live 1-2 table), and I made it $20 with AK on the button. Table captain and all that. Original raiser calls and donks 17 on a Q-9-4 flop. He's got something. Is he capable of folding top pair? Dunno, I've been here 5 minutes. I fold and he shows AQ, which outflopped my AK. So much for domination.
3 hands later, I limp with a little ace-five soooted and we go multiway. I flop a gutshot, overcard, and backdoor flush draw on a 2-4-6 board. You know, the nuts. I call a small bet and so does another guy. Turn brings a jack of my flush suit. Equity improves, call again with the other guy. River brings the straight. Board is 234J6 and I have a one card straight. First better shoves all in ($40 into more than that, he was shortstacked), I call, then the other better shoves himself. Blah. I see 5-7 is the nuts, but somehow convince myself that 5-7 was a weak draw on the flop and this hand was unlikely. More likely is another 5 for a chop or even two pair from a bad player. I call the shove.
And I'm out in 5 hands. He's got 5-7o, a perfectly reasonable open-ended draw the whole way. Why didn't I decode that? Dumb, dumb, dumb.
I only had one buy-in, since I was only playing for 3 hours anyway, so no reloading. I sit in the lobby for a few minutes going over the hand - why didn't I see that 57 had every reason to play the hand that way? I'm sure I would have folded to the shove had I seen that. (we might argue whether folding the second nuts here is correct or not, it turned out to be so this time). I have to conclude that my lack of recent live play did me in this time. Not a great result, but I can live with it. Play more poker and you'll stay sharp, knucklehead.
I go find my friend playing the 3 card poker table game. I watch for awhile, then join in with my last $100. Fortune is with me - I turn it into $280 and win back most of what I lost with my bad holdem play.
Wasn't there long. In my first orbit, someone made it $6 (really small bet for a live 1-2 table), and I made it $20 with AK on the button. Table captain and all that. Original raiser calls and donks 17 on a Q-9-4 flop. He's got something. Is he capable of folding top pair? Dunno, I've been here 5 minutes. I fold and he shows AQ, which outflopped my AK. So much for domination.
3 hands later, I limp with a little ace-five soooted and we go multiway. I flop a gutshot, overcard, and backdoor flush draw on a 2-4-6 board. You know, the nuts. I call a small bet and so does another guy. Turn brings a jack of my flush suit. Equity improves, call again with the other guy. River brings the straight. Board is 234J6 and I have a one card straight. First better shoves all in ($40 into more than that, he was shortstacked), I call, then the other better shoves himself. Blah. I see 5-7 is the nuts, but somehow convince myself that 5-7 was a weak draw on the flop and this hand was unlikely. More likely is another 5 for a chop or even two pair from a bad player. I call the shove.
And I'm out in 5 hands. He's got 5-7o, a perfectly reasonable open-ended draw the whole way. Why didn't I decode that? Dumb, dumb, dumb.
I only had one buy-in, since I was only playing for 3 hours anyway, so no reloading. I sit in the lobby for a few minutes going over the hand - why didn't I see that 57 had every reason to play the hand that way? I'm sure I would have folded to the shove had I seen that. (we might argue whether folding the second nuts here is correct or not, it turned out to be so this time). I have to conclude that my lack of recent live play did me in this time. Not a great result, but I can live with it. Play more poker and you'll stay sharp, knucklehead.
I go find my friend playing the 3 card poker table game. I watch for awhile, then join in with my last $100. Fortune is with me - I turn it into $280 and win back most of what I lost with my bad holdem play.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
My Biggest Omaha hand ever
Friday, October 14, 2011
keep the foot on the gas
It's hard to stay aggressive in my Thursday game with the calling stations and non-believers. I raised up AJ last night, both the biggest stations called me, and the flop came a pretty dry king-nine-deuce. I don't always c-bet into two players, but this seemed like the board to do it. They both called. So I check-folded and let them duke it out and show down king-nine and pocket queens.
So bluffing the calling stations is out - as it has been since poker was invented. I had to find different spots to be aggressive. Jack-ten suited hits a draw on a king-queen flop. P.C bets $3.50 into a $12 dollar pot, and I know that means let's see if my second pair is good, or maybe I can hit my draw for cheap. I raise the daylights out of it - he folds his gutshot. I was roughly aware that my action on the hand didn't really correspond to any sort of logical holding, but I also knew that P.C. didn't really think on that level
Not many more spots for me on this night - pocket nines were my highest pair, I never saw AK or AQ in 4 hours. One guy is hitting big pocket pairs so often he's gotta find new ways to play them each time. Aggravating. (Especially when he usually messes them up). but I ended up 80 big blinds to the positive, with no cards.
So bluffing the calling stations is out - as it has been since poker was invented. I had to find different spots to be aggressive. Jack-ten suited hits a draw on a king-queen flop. P.C bets $3.50 into a $12 dollar pot, and I know that means let's see if my second pair is good, or maybe I can hit my draw for cheap. I raise the daylights out of it - he folds his gutshot. I was roughly aware that my action on the hand didn't really correspond to any sort of logical holding, but I also knew that P.C. didn't really think on that level
Not many more spots for me on this night - pocket nines were my highest pair, I never saw AK or AQ in 4 hours. One guy is hitting big pocket pairs so often he's gotta find new ways to play them each time. Aggravating. (Especially when he usually messes them up). but I ended up 80 big blinds to the positive, with no cards.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Folding Kings
Weekly Cash Game, moved to Friday night with double the stakes ($1/$2). A friendly, affable game. K.C. is sitting on my right and we're joking and enjoying the poker and the playoff baseball in the background.
He limps into a pot. My usually-awful hole cards have a surprise for me - two black "K"s waving hello. "Sorry boys, I gotta raise this one up" I say with a smile. I make it $8 to go.
K.C. would normally say something like "you mother-f-ing bully, raising me up every time I want to see a flop, ha ha ha". Then he would either fold or sometimes call, and off we would go.
No joke this time, though. K.C. looks more serious than normal. Then he raises up the pot to $24.
I briefly consider that he's tilting with pocket threes. Nah. No tilt. K.C. has been winning pots and in a good mood. I consider if he's getting the impression that I've been bullying him and has decided to play sheriff (exactly what you hope would be happening when you finally get dealt the monster). A solid No again - my fold machine has been in full operation all evening.
That leaves only the obvious conclusion. I fold face up. He's shocked along with the rest of the table. He in turn shows his hand, verifying to the rest the table what I already knew.
He limps into a pot. My usually-awful hole cards have a surprise for me - two black "K"s waving hello. "Sorry boys, I gotta raise this one up" I say with a smile. I make it $8 to go.
K.C. would normally say something like "you mother-f-ing bully, raising me up every time I want to see a flop, ha ha ha". Then he would either fold or sometimes call, and off we would go.
No joke this time, though. K.C. looks more serious than normal. Then he raises up the pot to $24.
I briefly consider that he's tilting with pocket threes. Nah. No tilt. K.C. has been winning pots and in a good mood. I consider if he's getting the impression that I've been bullying him and has decided to play sheriff (exactly what you hope would be happening when you finally get dealt the monster). A solid No again - my fold machine has been in full operation all evening.
That leaves only the obvious conclusion. I fold face up. He's shocked along with the rest of the table. He in turn shows his hand, verifying to the rest the table what I already knew.
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