March 5, 2005
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A sad night for boris…
Played poker at 81st on Thursday, and started out like a rockstar, taking my ten and doubling it off of john in my first hand played.
Slowly, I kept rolling the money in, getting good stretches of cards.
People came and people got busted and left, and I was suddenly up forty, the only person not to buy back.
And that’s when it all went to shit. First, I got aces twice and raised too much preflop for no callers. Then had mid pocket pairs I had to fold. Over played eights in the pocket, only to come against ace king that hit. Or Id get two pair, slow play them, and the board would pair on the river to wup my ass. Or I got another two pair, top pair with kings and gables got kings in the pocket for trips.
I sucked it all up. Even at the end, already down fifty, in a last ditch effort, buying another thirty. And in the very last hand, knowing I had to make the most of it, slow played an ace king that hit, only to lose to john on a straight on the river.
Bah humbug. Boo hoo to me.
Gable leaves with a tremendous 150.
John with about sixty.
Even jim, only playing for thirty minutes at the end, doubled up.
And I am the sad pup with nothing.
But still up 65 on the tab.
