What I Did On My Day Off

13th of 1964

I called in sick today.  I was feeling the beginnings of a cold (thank you Cricket) and didn't have anything pressing in work so I called in.

Over the weekend I had been playing MTT satellites into tourneys and winning tournament dollars (once I unregistered for the events I won entry into).  But the last one I won was a $75 ticket - which is not the same as tournament dollars.  It has to be used all in one place so I played a tourney that had a $15 knockout.  Things didn't go well and I was knocked out before the first break.

I futzed around a little then decided to play the $11 $17,500 Guaranteed Tourney that started at 1pm.  Yes I had been playing that tourney for over 8 hours (it's almost 9:30pm now) and I just busted out in 12th place.

Oofa!!!

Fuck me.

Please.

On the one hand I'm pleased that I went so deep. (that's what he said) But I was soooo close to the final table which was big money but I just fell short.

I played consistent nitty poker that was aggro in very specific instances ONLY and it worked very well for me.  At about 7:30pm I lost a race and was down to about 35K.  By 8:30 pm I was just shy of 1,000,000 chips!  (It was a deep stack)

So I busted out in 13th place, which got me $108....12th place was over $150, so I'm really kicking myself.  I got into trouble when this German dude to my right raised and I jammed all in with 4-4.  I shouldn't have.

He called with A-Q.  Flop was jack high but he spiked the queen on the turn and I was shortstacked and out the very next hand.

As soon as I was out, while still staring at the laptop in shock, the phone rang.  Ugh......any guesses who?

Gary!

I am such a royal bitch when I lose, so we have to give him props for his bravery.  I believe my first words were not hello, but "Can you give me a minute to catch my breath?"...

He was nothing but complimentary of my play and I agree.  Even though I'm steaming I played really, really, well.  My goal was to make the final table, which I fell short of, but there's nothing I can do about that. 

And the more I think about the it, I played the same tourney for over 8 hours and made a net of about $98. 
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......

I feel like beating someone up.  Lucky for Sugar Bear he's in bed.

Play smart.

Josie


Comments

crafty said…
"Ugh?" That's not kind.
September 20, 2010 at 10:12 PM
Memphis MOJO said…
Excellent job. It's really hard to outlast that many players.
September 20, 2010 at 10:50 PM
lightning36 said…
The trick is going deep on a regular basis so that variance takes care of itself. Great run. Congrats.
September 20, 2010 at 10:52 PM
PokahDave said…
So close!! You will reach your big win soon...at least if you're as stubborn as I am....
September 20, 2010 at 10:57 PM
Josie said…
Gary, I know. I'll try to be kind tomorrow.

Thanks guys - it just doesn't seem like enough of a payoff!

Dave - I got plenty of stubborn! lol
September 21, 2010 at 12:10 AM
SirFWALGMan said…
Nice job! Even though the 44 jam is iffy since your only ever racing.. sometimes it is good.. you win that race you get to the final table with a nice stack... If you ever jam a German he will call though. 100%. The fold button is disabled in German Full Tilt Software.
September 21, 2010 at 8:26 AM
Josie said…
Thanks Waffles - Never should have comitted my whole stack to 4-4. It's funny how one wrong move is all it takes.

The German guy scared me. :(
September 21, 2010 at 8:57 AM
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