I played in my monthly poker league Saturday night. I call it the L&BM tournament because the majority of the members are either lesbians or black men. Yes that makes me in the minority but I don't mind a bit. It's a great group of people and always alot of fun.
Saturday's game was a $20 buyin with a $5 scratch ticket bounty. As I've mentioned before I LOVE a bounty. The problem is I HATE scratch tickets. Scratch tickets suck as the majority of them are losers. I like my gambling when I have the edge, not the Commonwealth of Massachusetts. But it's not my game so I don't make the rules.
As soon as I got there I heard alot of bull shit from one of the brothers because I (the force to be reckoned with) was out first last time. I took it in stride though. I've been prepping for my Foxwoods tourney on Friday so I was more than ready to play. Honestly, I felt like a mouse trap wired a little toooooo tight. My trap sprung and *wap* I hit people a little too hard. These are not pros by any means but when I'm on, I'm on. The hostess kept complaining (yet calling) when I raised her big blind yet again. Heh. And yeah I did end up knocking her out even though she fed me.
The first significant hand came soon enough - and it was a hand I made a very dumb mistake in. I raised it up with Q-J and got a bunch of callers. Flop was 10-8-3. Rick bet 800 and everyone folded to me. I put him on a 10 and what did I have but two over cards and an inside straight draw. I knew I neededd to hit a Q, J or 9 and the odds were about 40% that I would. Thas was more than I needed to make the 800 call. Turn was a lovely 9. I checked, he bet 1,600 and I raised to 4K total. He thought a while and called. Hmmmm I put him on a 10 but did he have trips?
The river paired the board with another nine so immediately I was on full house alert.
Now there was alot of chips in the pot. We started with 10K. I checked to him as I thought there was enough in there and he bets his 5k chip. Fuck. I do NOT want to be out first again. I'm sooo focused on the big bet and worried that he caught a full house that all I'm thinking is 'fold or call?...fold or call?' without taking the time to look at the stack he had left.
I decide to call and he turns over J-10 for 2 pair and I happily show him my straight. I practically doubled up.
Here's the dumb part. I'm playing a bounty tournament and all he had left was one 50 chip. Instead of making him put that 50 chip in and collecting his bounty I just called. Stupid moves like that lose money and tournaments. I should've had his scratch ticket bounty but I moved in haste.
The rest of the night seemed like a workshop on how to play poker. I think I was too tuned up for my Foxwoods tourney so these guys didn't have a chance. I called the players hands correctly over and over again. Soon enough I had the lion's share of the chips and 3-4 peeps were very shortstacked.
At one point I took out two people at once - the lovely hostess and the guy to my left. I was holding A-5 sooted (spades) and hit my nut flush on the river. Hostess jammed all in, the other guy called and this time I re-rasied all in making the other guy put his last few chips in. There were no pairs on the board so I had the absolute nuts with my ace high flush yet he instacalled. Hostess had two pair and the guy had one pair. Go figure.
When we were down to 3 peeps the shortie jammed all in. I had A-8. Longtime readers know how I feel about ace rag....it sucks! But when you're playing three handed you just can't afford the luxury of throwing such a hand away as it's most likely the best hand. Earlier in the night the shortie made a standard raise but I just knew he was sitting on a monster and when the hand was over I said "You have K-K or better". And yep, he turned over A-A.
But this time my speech with my A-8 was different. "I know you're just trying to steal the blinds. I bet I have two over cards. I call with A-8."
He turned over 7-2.
Well my read (and all my reads that night) was spot on, but he had the hammer! I immediately got the feeling of dread in my belly. The flop came down hammer free but the turn was a 7 and I doubled him up. Not the end of the world but kind of ironic.
I literally beat him about the arms and shoulders for a few minutes (I'm a hitter) and then the game resumed. I ended up taking out the other guy and me and Mr. Shortie were heads up.
Heads up lasted about 3 hands and it was gg shortie. Very Josie first place winnar!
Mama is ready for Foxwoods. But here's the thing. Someone
ugly smart made an observation that when I play my local tourneys I win alot because I'm a big fish in a little pond. However Foxwoods is a big lake and I become a little fishie when swimming there. He may be onto something but I pointed out that I kicked ass at the cash game at Foxwoods. I dunno. I do feel like I've outgrown the little L&BM pond. I'm ready to swim with the big fishies.
Oh and let's get back to the
shitty scratch tickets bounties for a minute. At the end of the game I'd won (5) $5 scratch tickets. One guy that I'd knocked out was holding a $5 winner and he asked me if I'd trade the ticket he'd given me for the $5 winner. Maybe he thought he was sitting on a big winner? I dunno but I readily agreed to the trade. I watched him scratch it and it was a loser anyway. Then I scratched my other 4 tickets and they were all losers too. Whatever. First place got me some extra gambling money for Foxwoods!