Played last night, won 3430 in 5 hours of play at the 40/80 game. Won most of it in about 1 hour, where I went on a huge rush. Pocket aces, pockets kings x2, pocket queens, pocket jacks, pocket tens, ace-king suited, ace-queen suited, ace-jack suited, all held up except pocket tens. Been a long time since I went on a rush like that, and had a 3+ rack night. I guess this is one of the reasons I like to play poker. I felt like I totally owned that table and was invincible. I should have played more hands than that, because even the rags I was throwing away would have won.
I made one play last night on Ryan, where even though I got lucky, I still think I played it well. I raised UTG with 5,6 offsuit. I was just coming off my rush, and was feeling spunky. Guy to my left calls, Ryan 3-bets in the small blind, big-blind folds, and the 2 of us call. Flop comes 2,3,5 rainbow. Ryan bets, I call, guy to my left calls. Turn comes 9h, still rainbow. Ryan bets, I raise, guy to my left calls 2 cold! My raise here is a semi-bluff, playing my image. I have been known to smooth-call a preflop 3-bet with pocket kings or pocket aces, so I know Ryan should respect my raise here. Ryan 3-bets, so I know he has a big hand at this point, but I figure I have 9 clean outs, 2 fives, 4 fours, 3 sixes to beat Ryan. I call. I thought the guy to my left called, but it turned out he mucked when I called Ryan's 3-bet. I put the guy on my left on a wheel draw, with something like ace-ten/ace-jack. I was praying for a 4, so I could nail him. I was sitting in the 9 seat, while he was in the 1 seat, so it was difficult for me to see him. I should have payed more attention. River comes a six, giving me two pair, but putting a 4 card straight on board. Ryan bet. I just called, because I thought the one seat still had a hand. I looked over to the dealer, and asked did the 1 seat call? The dealer replied, he mucked on the turn. DAMN! Had I known he mucked on the turn, I would have raised the river. Ryan shows pocket queens, and I take down the pot. Ryan was a little upset, asking how I could play that hand. I didn't say anything at the time. Later I asked him what he thought I had on the turn, and he said he didn't really think about what I had. Thus I learned that Ryan, is still pretty much a 1st level thinker, doesn't consider the texture of the board, the action up to that point, and what hands the other players could possibly have. If I did have pocket kings or pocket aces, I play it very similar, although I probably would have raised the flop, instead of calling. As always in poker, everything depends. There's never only one-way to play a hand. Guess that's one of the reasons I like to play this game.
Monday, April 9, 2007
Sunday, April 1, 2007
Quads - Odds & Ends
Had a great 1st quarter of the year. Here's the breakdown of 2007 so far:
8/16 -330$ 4.25 hours
20/40 +4772$ 65.25 hours
40/80 +10696$ 94.5 hours
Totals = 15138$ 164 hours for an hourly rate of 92.30$/hour
Not too shabby if I do say so myself.
Played twice over the weekend. On Friday night, a new guy I have never played with before kept the 40/80 game alive and revived a short-handed 75/150. Spewed chips left and right. He runs into quad 8's, when he makes a full-house and lost the maximum. Approximately 10 minutes later, he runs into my quad kings. Here's how it went down, he raised UTG. Folded to me, I 3-bet with pocket kings. All folds, he calls. Flop come king-ten-rag. Check-bet-call. Turn king. Check-bet-call. River rag. Check-bet-call. He says I can't beat a king. I say how about two of them, and open my quads. He shows queen-ten offsuit. He chats with me a couple of minutes later, saying I really liked that king on the turn, I thought my ten with a good kicker might be good. Ummm, yeah buddy. There's no hand that I would be willing to 3-bet before the flop, and bet that flop that doesn't have your queen-ten crushed at that point. He burned up his chips faster than a twig in gasoline fire. He eventually moved over to the short 75-150 game, and as soon as he left, the 75-150 game suddenly got healthy again, as quite a few people suddenly put their names on the list for the game. As soon as he left, I racked up and took home my profit.
On Saturday night in the 40/80 game, I would have flopped quad deuces on the button if I hadn't mucked preflop. David raised 1 before the cut-off after 2 limpers. I looked down and saw two red ducks. I probably had odds to call, but I mucked it not wanting to get involved with such a piss poor hand, especially against David. David is one of the more solid players in the 20/40 and 40/80 games. Flop comes 2 2 9. David bet the flop and got 1 caller. Ace on the turn, David bet and took down the pot. Juicy, I think I could have got at least 2 bets on the flop and turn from David. Maybe more, depending on what he had.
Brenda was in the house Saturday night. She pounded on me for a while, before my cards started holding up and I started winning my fair share. Ended up on the night +1515, after grinding it out for 7 hours. Didn't get home till 5:00 am. That's too long for me, but as long as Brenda was in the game, I really didn't want to leave. Sleep is overrated I guess. If I didn't have kids and I didn't need to wake up and be functional on Sundays, I guess I would have stayed later. As they say, you never know when the fish is going to be in the pond.
8/16 -330$ 4.25 hours
20/40 +4772$ 65.25 hours
40/80 +10696$ 94.5 hours
Totals = 15138$ 164 hours for an hourly rate of 92.30$/hour
Not too shabby if I do say so myself.
Played twice over the weekend. On Friday night, a new guy I have never played with before kept the 40/80 game alive and revived a short-handed 75/150. Spewed chips left and right. He runs into quad 8's, when he makes a full-house and lost the maximum. Approximately 10 minutes later, he runs into my quad kings. Here's how it went down, he raised UTG. Folded to me, I 3-bet with pocket kings. All folds, he calls. Flop come king-ten-rag. Check-bet-call. Turn king. Check-bet-call. River rag. Check-bet-call. He says I can't beat a king. I say how about two of them, and open my quads. He shows queen-ten offsuit. He chats with me a couple of minutes later, saying I really liked that king on the turn, I thought my ten with a good kicker might be good. Ummm, yeah buddy. There's no hand that I would be willing to 3-bet before the flop, and bet that flop that doesn't have your queen-ten crushed at that point. He burned up his chips faster than a twig in gasoline fire. He eventually moved over to the short 75-150 game, and as soon as he left, the 75-150 game suddenly got healthy again, as quite a few people suddenly put their names on the list for the game. As soon as he left, I racked up and took home my profit.
On Saturday night in the 40/80 game, I would have flopped quad deuces on the button if I hadn't mucked preflop. David raised 1 before the cut-off after 2 limpers. I looked down and saw two red ducks. I probably had odds to call, but I mucked it not wanting to get involved with such a piss poor hand, especially against David. David is one of the more solid players in the 20/40 and 40/80 games. Flop comes 2 2 9. David bet the flop and got 1 caller. Ace on the turn, David bet and took down the pot. Juicy, I think I could have got at least 2 bets on the flop and turn from David. Maybe more, depending on what he had.
Brenda was in the house Saturday night. She pounded on me for a while, before my cards started holding up and I started winning my fair share. Ended up on the night +1515, after grinding it out for 7 hours. Didn't get home till 5:00 am. That's too long for me, but as long as Brenda was in the game, I really didn't want to leave. Sleep is overrated I guess. If I didn't have kids and I didn't need to wake up and be functional on Sundays, I guess I would have stayed later. As they say, you never know when the fish is going to be in the pond.
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