August 23, 2004
First game back
I'm back in Chapel Hill now, so naturally, the first thing we did was play poker. We were able to scrounge together me, Pete, Jon, and Roy for a 5 dollar game. Pete and Jon didn't even have 5 bucks, so they left to go to the ATM. Jon came back sans Pete, so we decided to start playing and blind him down. He finally got back about 40 minutes later (typical Pete), and folded his first ten hands or so. He finally did play a hand against Jonathan, and he lost all his money calling with something pretty weak at the end. Not a good night for Pete.
On the fourth hand, I had ace 9 and came in raising 6 bucks (we start with 100). Roy reraised 10, and I called. The flop was king 4 8. I checked, and Roy bet 10. I figured he had pocket jacks or queens, so I raised him 20. He reraised another 20, and i was pretty sure he had ace king, so I folded. I found out later he just had ace ten, but he did some job representing the ace king. I could have taken it with another raise, but he played it well. That left me with less than half my original stack, and I was in trouble. I got some of it back later when I called a weak 2 dollar preflop raise from Jon. Roy also called. I was in first position, and I bet out 10 bucks when the flop came 2 3 4 rainbow, giving me an open-ended straight draw. Roy called, and Jon folded. I put Roy on just overcards. The turn was a 9, and I bet 10 again. Roy called. The river was a queen, and I was praying that didn't pair him up. I went all in for my last 27, because that was the only way I could win the pot, seeing as I had the worst hand possible. Roy thought about it for a while, then folded, and he definitely wasn't happy about it. He told me later he just had king high, but I don't know. He spent way too much time being upset at it to just have folded king high.
I tried to play my regular game after that, but I was in trouble. Pete went out shortly after, and Roy was a bit on tilt and down to only 30 dollars. He just would not die though, so I was being cautious, not wanting to finish one out of the money with a coin flip or close to it. I picked up ace queen of clubs, the devil incarnate, and came in raising 12 bucks. Jon reraised all-in, and I folded it, because even if it was up against 2 7 off, it would find a way to lose. For some reason, I rabbit-hunted, and found out I would have had the nut flush. Torture.
Three or four times in a row on my big blind, Jon would raise and I would look down to find 10 3. Just enough times to drive me nuts. I commented about how I was getting a lousy ten every hand, when I look down and see my favorite hand, pocket tens. That has a funny way of working out. I came in raising, and everyone folded.
I finally took Roy out when I had ace queen one again, and came in raising 15 on his big blind. He decided to go all-in for another 15, and I called, pretty sure I had him as he was desperate. The devil actually held up, and I took him out. Now it was down to me and Jon, and I was down about 330-70 in chips, but I knew I could fight back. I stole a few blinds, which were now at 5-10, and got myself to about 100 in chips. Jon looked down, started to pick up his hand as if to fold it, then called the big blind. I was pretty sure he had garbage, so I raised him twenty on my king jack, although I would have raised anyway. He reraised me 20, trying to make it look like he was setting a trap with a big hand, but I knew he had junk, so I went all in, and he folded. Hehe.
He stole a few of my blinds and got me back to about 95, and I looked down to see ace 3 of clubs. I raised it 20, and he went all in rather quickly. I was pretty sure he was stealing, as he had done something like this earlier when I had the same feeling, but Roy hadn't called him. Usually I would chuck an ace 3 pretty quick facing this kind of raise, but I decided to go with my read and call. He turned over 5 8 (!), and I was looking good. The board had all blanks, although he was open-ended on the river but didn't catch. This got me to just below even.
A few hand later, I had king 5 on my big blind. Jon raised ten coming in, so I called. The flop was 4 5 6, and I was pretty sure I was ahead in the hand. Jon bet ten, and I should have raised, but I just called. The turn was a ten, and I had a feeling he had just caught a pair of tens. He bet ten again, and I called. The river was another 6. This time he bet twenty, and I called again, even though I was almost positive he had a ten, and he did, queen ten. Man, I just need to learn to listen to my gut. I'd save so much money. This hurt me bad, and a little while later I went all in with a diamond draw on the flop, desperate to double up. Best case scenario, he just had an open-ended straight draw, although his cards were higher than mine, so a pair would have won also. The turn and river were both garbage, so he took it. Overall, I played pretty good, and I was really happy with my reads, especially after not playing with the guys for a while. Jon took his 15 bucks, and I took... nothing, because that bastard Pete never paid. I'll get him tomorrow.
P.S. This year is going to be sick with poker, as almost everyone I met is interested in playing. I wouldn't be surprised if we were able to organize a 50 person tournament. We were talking about it at Fall Fest, and two guys turned around and said, "What? A poker tournament? Where?" Haha, the bug is catching, and there's a lot of money to be taken.
Quote of the day: "The kid's got alligator blood. I can't get rid of him." KGB, in honor of Roy.
Terrence's bankroll: $130+0=$130
On the fourth hand, I had ace 9 and came in raising 6 bucks (we start with 100). Roy reraised 10, and I called. The flop was king 4 8. I checked, and Roy bet 10. I figured he had pocket jacks or queens, so I raised him 20. He reraised another 20, and i was pretty sure he had ace king, so I folded. I found out later he just had ace ten, but he did some job representing the ace king. I could have taken it with another raise, but he played it well. That left me with less than half my original stack, and I was in trouble. I got some of it back later when I called a weak 2 dollar preflop raise from Jon. Roy also called. I was in first position, and I bet out 10 bucks when the flop came 2 3 4 rainbow, giving me an open-ended straight draw. Roy called, and Jon folded. I put Roy on just overcards. The turn was a 9, and I bet 10 again. Roy called. The river was a queen, and I was praying that didn't pair him up. I went all in for my last 27, because that was the only way I could win the pot, seeing as I had the worst hand possible. Roy thought about it for a while, then folded, and he definitely wasn't happy about it. He told me later he just had king high, but I don't know. He spent way too much time being upset at it to just have folded king high.
I tried to play my regular game after that, but I was in trouble. Pete went out shortly after, and Roy was a bit on tilt and down to only 30 dollars. He just would not die though, so I was being cautious, not wanting to finish one out of the money with a coin flip or close to it. I picked up ace queen of clubs, the devil incarnate, and came in raising 12 bucks. Jon reraised all-in, and I folded it, because even if it was up against 2 7 off, it would find a way to lose. For some reason, I rabbit-hunted, and found out I would have had the nut flush. Torture.
Three or four times in a row on my big blind, Jon would raise and I would look down to find 10 3. Just enough times to drive me nuts. I commented about how I was getting a lousy ten every hand, when I look down and see my favorite hand, pocket tens. That has a funny way of working out. I came in raising, and everyone folded.
I finally took Roy out when I had ace queen one again, and came in raising 15 on his big blind. He decided to go all-in for another 15, and I called, pretty sure I had him as he was desperate. The devil actually held up, and I took him out. Now it was down to me and Jon, and I was down about 330-70 in chips, but I knew I could fight back. I stole a few blinds, which were now at 5-10, and got myself to about 100 in chips. Jon looked down, started to pick up his hand as if to fold it, then called the big blind. I was pretty sure he had garbage, so I raised him twenty on my king jack, although I would have raised anyway. He reraised me 20, trying to make it look like he was setting a trap with a big hand, but I knew he had junk, so I went all in, and he folded. Hehe.
He stole a few of my blinds and got me back to about 95, and I looked down to see ace 3 of clubs. I raised it 20, and he went all in rather quickly. I was pretty sure he was stealing, as he had done something like this earlier when I had the same feeling, but Roy hadn't called him. Usually I would chuck an ace 3 pretty quick facing this kind of raise, but I decided to go with my read and call. He turned over 5 8 (!), and I was looking good. The board had all blanks, although he was open-ended on the river but didn't catch. This got me to just below even.
A few hand later, I had king 5 on my big blind. Jon raised ten coming in, so I called. The flop was 4 5 6, and I was pretty sure I was ahead in the hand. Jon bet ten, and I should have raised, but I just called. The turn was a ten, and I had a feeling he had just caught a pair of tens. He bet ten again, and I called. The river was another 6. This time he bet twenty, and I called again, even though I was almost positive he had a ten, and he did, queen ten. Man, I just need to learn to listen to my gut. I'd save so much money. This hurt me bad, and a little while later I went all in with a diamond draw on the flop, desperate to double up. Best case scenario, he just had an open-ended straight draw, although his cards were higher than mine, so a pair would have won also. The turn and river were both garbage, so he took it. Overall, I played pretty good, and I was really happy with my reads, especially after not playing with the guys for a while. Jon took his 15 bucks, and I took... nothing, because that bastard Pete never paid. I'll get him tomorrow.
P.S. This year is going to be sick with poker, as almost everyone I met is interested in playing. I wouldn't be surprised if we were able to organize a 50 person tournament. We were talking about it at Fall Fest, and two guys turned around and said, "What? A poker tournament? Where?" Haha, the bug is catching, and there's a lot of money to be taken.
Quote of the day: "The kid's got alligator blood. I can't get rid of him." KGB, in honor of Roy.
Terrence's bankroll: $130+0=$130
Posted by Terrence on August 23, 2004 at 02:30 AM | 1 comments
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I really did have KJ on that hand. The reason why I was so pissed is because my gut kept telling me to call; I figured you had absolutely nothing, but I didn\'t know if it was an Ace-high nothing or undercards-nothing. I knew you didn\'t have pockets, and my gut kept telling me if you had an Ace with a low kicker you would of ditched that a lot earlier (even if you were bluffing).
You have NO idea how close I was to calling your bluff ... and then after I folded I knew I had made a mistake with the expression you had ... that\'s why I was so pissed !!!!