Firstly i'm now 0/8 for GUKPT Cashes and day 2's made. Secondly I have damaged my knee and am laid up for a few days, and thirdly I am a twat. :)
Thursday started off well with confidence booming. Moves/strategies were already developing in my head while i enjoyed a soft drink or two at the bar, while snaffling sausage rolls from the blue sq buffet.
Arriving at my table i saw jerome bradpiece and adam vinson were the only players i knew. It soon became apparent a young lad nameed Ramsey from the vic was a def danger, and he had position. Yet the others were rocks and fish, overall a very nice table.
As the table ran uber tight early on i started to play most hands, i felt that there was a huge edge in playing small pots with most of these players. However, as is often the case in these events I managed to bluff of a few k early doors when there was no real need to.
*Note to self*
Firing barrels against a gibraltor aint the cleverest move when safe cards, not scare cards keep rolling off the streets.
Then i ran top pr into a set and was semi-slow rolled. Actually it was a def slow roll, just think he didn't realise it as he kept doing it all day. My river call in this hand was appaulling and within 2 hours i'd decimated 10k into 2000. I'd built the pot needlessly on the turn which made me feel commmited on the river.
Came back after a good chat with alex and immediately started rebuilding. Showing 'great' skill i conjoured up kings twice...and took down the 75-150 blinds. Again my powers of magic brought another premium and this time in the bb to a btn 4x rse. His kq felt commited against my bullets, which held up.
From then onwards i played very well for 90% of the rest of the day. I played most hands, actually getting scolded by an opponent for 'raising every single hand'. I felt brilliant, i'd got under ppl's skin, now i'd get a stack. Soon enough i was on 20k from a series of 3 and 4bets, squeezes and general solid plays. Then a key moment arose.
Folded to my sb i rsd with aq at 200-400, with just ramsey calling in the bb. Flop was 679 with two clubs. I have no club, no pair, but i felt the cbet was the way to go for a few reasons against such a tricky player. He flatted and something about the way he did so made me very wary and i wasn't sure if i even wanted to hit the turn.
Of crse the ace of hearts rolled off and I checked, i know with straight and flush draws there's a case for protecting my newfound hand, but not only is it almost face up, it may be already beat, or drawing dead. He checked behind, but i'm still ubercautious, though i feel with a set and 2 pair he has to bet, so i'm thinking now he has either a flush or strt draw or a pair thats now counterfitted, or even air-having floated, but now scared from the ace.
So the queen of hearts rolls off giving me the nut 2 pair, yet why do i still dislike my hand? Check it, my instincts scream, you'll just scare off the worst hand, and find action from a set, he can't bluff this river too big imo, but a check might induce a small one. Instead i value bet like 2750 into 7k and after due consideration he shoves for about 7 more. Getting 2-1 on the pot dsnt matter, how is he ever bluffing this river? Also the table is being broken after this hand, and i have about 14k back, everything screams fold to me.
I start talking aloud, something i often do on such a crucial decision. I cannot see what i beat bar a lesser 2 pair, or a busted flush or straight sraw. But he isn't value shoving with the 2 pair, and i think he's too good 4 the bluff move here, he know i've been hero calling all day long. I know i'm beat...he has set of 7s, yeah that's it....ok i call.
My atrocious 'reasoning' paid off his 58 suited, which i believe had the flush draw too on the flop where he flopped the straight. Afterwards i knew if he checks the turn, he has to almost always have the strt if he's shoving the river, with all the draws out there, he must protect a set/2 pair. He played it well, and i bad, simple.
My next table looks scary with a pro in every seat. However, i soon turn my 6k bowl with blinds at 3-6 into 26k through a series of card catches and general aggression. Bar tony phillips the table is playing tight. Here is when i have my 'blow up' which stops me getting a nice stack for day 2 and causes much annoyance on my part for not paying full attention.
There is a limp utg from perhaps the worst player on the table (i don't see this), i'm still stacking my chips after doubling up on the prev hand. Also i'm talking to tony who is two to my right. He makes it 2000 to play, now his normal raise is 2.5x the bb. So i rr to 6k with a10 in the coff, but i don't reaally care about my hand all that much, i'm just squeezing tony out. BB now shoves for 12k total. Oops,hand in the cookie jar time, limper folds as does tony. So now i'm getting like 7-2 as there is about 21k in there. I've just gotta pray he has kings and 3 outs, which he does and they hold. Paying attention ALL of the time is something i must learn.
Now with 14k and blinds at 4-8 i go totally card dead with mark goodwin on my immediate left also short. All lag l8 moves are now tougher with him expected to repop very light. So i bleed down to 11k when my table is broken, and i move with blinds at 500-1k.
First hand i'm +1utg when jack powell and his huge stack raises utg, i have 7s and fold due to the pos, he claims queens. Then in my bb i am raised by the tightish coff. He was on my table earlier and often open limps oop with aq/k and always raised with mid pairs, while doing a bit of both with higher pairs. Bar his flexibility in how he plays hands i'd say overall he has quite a weak passive game, and i veiw him as a tight player, also he is short too. His raise is small to 2400, this rings a bell as he did so earlier with a mid pair. I have a8 in the bb, against most players i insta shove here as i've fold equity against air and can be ahead of the average range in this spot.
Here at 12am i decide i've worked too hard to flip without thought, and decide to bleed call and see a flop where i'll re-evalute. This is ridic, just shove or fold. Anyway flop is 8k2, i check as don't want him to fold worst hand, and can't bluff bet here, he cbets i shove, and he has ak. But this wasn't the key hand, the a10 sqze was.
The night didn't finish there as after being ko'd i decided for one night only i'd 'forget' my no drinking and drown my sorrows. So we went to a club and did shots b4 arriving bk at the casino at 4am. Then the most stupid thing ever hpnd. While leaving the blackjack table as the place was closing about 5ish, (there is a story about that table which i'll tell another time) I twisted my leg and collapsed in agony. The staff thought i'd broke it, so did i, but i hadn't. As i hobbled out of the grov i reflected on how i wanted the day to end, surprisingly this wasn't it.
The next day the hospital confirmed i'd injured my knee and prob had internal bleeding. The pain is a killer and i can't properly walk for a few days. Marv. So now i'm back home and bk to the grind.
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