A DOG'S LIFE

[The Nomad]

No but thinking about coming home, its second to moving to spain,  arthritus  and lung problems wiil probably tilt me south,bronchitus is a bitch every winter and there seem to be a lot of clubs opening in Spain and I have lived there before and i can park the boat where i can get some use out of it without catching pneumonia,not such a difficult choice after reading the first 2 lines of this, thats that settled then.

[snoopy1239]

The poker must be going well when you get to use phrases such as 'park the boat' 

Either that or you won an episode of Bullseye. 

[The Nomad]

Whats Bullseye   its only 35 ft    been gambling since 1972 ni one guise or another poker for the last 9 years,I started playing poker  because they kept busting my illegal joints and it just wasnt worth the hassle anymore.   I play to pay the bills and do what I want when I want.  I dont suppose you can ask for much more once you get over wanting to be a billionair. I still feel alive when I go out to play the buzz is still there how many  jobs still have that after 30 years some but not many ..........

[12barblues]

Nomad,

You post some great stuff...... but please,

please

please!

put some breaks in your posts. It hurts to read them which is a shame when you have so much to say.

[snoopy1239]

Well... I guess I'm out of neutral. Needed a spot of luck though. Boy oh boy, was my opponent fuming. I knew that final club had won me the hand. He dwelled momentarily before calling, so he clearly didn't have the straight. Top set was the only possible holding really, and so he couldn't have a club. Apparantly, the other player folded AK of clubs. Can't beleive he let that one go. Nice to outdraw someone though, I'd forgotten what it felt like. It feels goooooooooooood. 


Seat 2 is the button
Total number of players : 6

Seat 1: daniely6 ( $364.45 )
Seat 2: mjjrunit ( $151.15 )
Seat 3: mbacker ( $226.70 )
Seat 5: luegofuego ( $221.70 )
Seat 6: chukcz ( $207.19 )
Seat 4: snoopy1239 ( $200 )

mbacker posts small blind [$1].
snoopy1239 posts big blind [$2].

** Dealing down cards **

Dealt to snoopy1239 [  ]

luegofuego folds.
chukcz folds.
daniely6 calls [$2].
mjjrunit calls [$2].
mbacker raises [$9].
snoopy1239 calls [$8].
daniely6 calls [$8].
mjjrunit folds.

** Dealing Flop ** [ , , ]

mbacker bets [$18].
snoopy1239 calls [$18].
daniely6 raises [$36].
mbacker calls [$18].
snoopy1239 is all-In.
daniely6 calls [$154].
mbacker folds.

** Dealing Turn ** [ ]
** Dealing River ** [ ]

daniely6 shows [ , ] three of a kind, sevens.
snoopy1239 shows [ , ] a flush, queen high.

snoopy1239 wins $445 from  the main pot  with a flush, queen high.


 

[thetank]

If mbacker ain't going to play the nut flush draw for 3/1 then it's as well he folded. Saves a lot of time, the money woulda gone to snoops eventually anyway.

[snoopy1239]

Tank.

How are those STT's going?

[thetank]

281 done, had the day off last night to break the negative momentum. A couple of bad days but still up nearly $4k thus far.

[snoopy1239]

281 done, had the day off last night to break the negative momentum. A couple of bad days but still up nearly $4k thus far.

Nice one!

Which ones are you playing? 10 handed or 6 handed? How many a day are you attempting?

[thetank]

9-handed and as many a day as I can manage. Any less than 30 I think of as a poor effort if I'm not busy with anything else.

[Sark79]

      http://www.zeejustin.com/journal.php?journal_id=59.     I read this blog often. Good Luck..

[snoopy1239]

COPENHAGEN


Greetings to everyone who reads my blog. I feel I should thank both of you.

My online play is certainly being put on hold at the moment, but when you are given the oportunity to pop over to Copenhagen, you have to jump at the chance. I plan to get back into the online groove as soon as I return, but, for the moment, I'm just going to try and enjoy my venture abroad. Although I'm having to work quite hard, it's nice to have a change. Sitting staring at a computer screen can drive you mad sometimes. Hold on! That's what I'm doing now.

First thing’s first. Copenhagen is FREEZING! And I thought Birmingham was cold? Well, I was living in ignorance, because this place is even colder. I understand that every day has dropped below freezing, -7 Celcius at one point. A quick glance out of my window and I have to remind myself that I’m not in the Antartic. There’s a good few inches of the white stuff outside (No, not milk). In fact, I’m pretty chuffed that it snowed. It doesn’t really affect us much because poker is thankfully an indoor sport, but it looks somewhat picturesque and helps make the trip that much more memorable.

But that’s enough about the weather, that’s an English topic. Back to the poker, which, is er… so much more Danish. Hmm. Anyhow, yesterday was kinda hectic. Not sure why I’m so surprised, but there are oh so many Scandies here and if they don’t share the same names, they are totally unpronounceable. What’s the deal with that? Way too many consonants. Can we have a vowel please Carol?

So, as you can imagine, writing the starting runners, or jotting down a quick chip list is a complex process and requires much focusing on your key presses. I doubt anyone would notice a Scandie typo, but it’s amicable to get these guy’s names right.

There were a few recognisable names amid the sea of gibberish. Barney Boatman, Julian Thew, Xuyen Pham, and Joe Grech were all present. Even Chris Moneymaker had made the long trip. A quiet fella who was dealt a horrific bad beat. His top set was outdrawn by bottom set on the river. Ouch!

I always find it surreal when I meet a select handful of pros. Devilfish was one. I met him briefly in Sheffield. I mean, I treat most famous players like normal guys and don’t seem to get too star struck. However, when I was at Napoleon's and Devilfish stepped up to the reception desk beside me, I found it very surreal indeed. Not sure what it is, perhaps it’s all those Late Night Pokers I’ve seen him on. It was odd.

Well, the same feelings occurred when I heard the familiar vocal tones of a Mr Gus Hansen. Perched right behind me looking for his table, Gus stood out like a sore thumb. The cameras and photographers swarmed his table and watched his every movement. I’ve watched him so often on Challenge TV that I found it really strange that he was suddenly right behind me. I think you begin to believe they’re not real, just characters on your box.

What I’ll be like if I ever meet Shania Hiatt, I have no idea. The words legs and jelly spring to mind though.

The night of reporting was relatively smooth. I did encounter some early connection problems, but a brisk reshuffle into the lobby solved that problem.

Although Moneymaker, Hansen, Fraser, and other recognisable names had dropped, we still had the likes of Thew, Pham, and Boatman flying the flag. My fingers were crossed for these guys, not only because they are top chaps (& chapette) but because I knew that viewers could lose interest in the thread. I mean, does anyone really care if Mr Pedersen or Mrs Bjorn win. We don’t know who they are, so why would anyone be interested in their progress.

Barney may have fell with around 60 left, but Yoyo and Bad Girl both made it to the end of level 9, thereby earning their passport into Day 2. In fact, Xuyem is currently tournament chip leader with 89k. Unfortunately, Julian is just below average with 24k after suffering a big loss when his low straight was outstraighted. (Add that to the poker glossary)

So, in less than an hour, the aptly named Day 1B commences. This time I shall be enjoying the company of Luske, Hachem, Vaswani, and Mr Burns himself, Dave Colclough. I sincerely hope that Marcel makes it deep into this comp. I’d love to see him play and I always think his presence lightens up what can sometimes become a dreary atmosphere.

Hopefully, if I find a spare hour, I’ll be able to report back tomorrow. For now, it’s almost time to set up camp in the press room, braced for another long day. Hopefully there’ll be a host of English faces for me to keep a close eye on. If not, well I’ll have to befriend some of the Scandies. I’m not too keen on that plan though. Young, rich, and good looking. Grr. I’ve only got one of them, and even that’s fast slipping away.

snoops

[Chili]

Great report snoops - It took me there in spirit.  Have a great day today mate.

[Dewi_cool]

Great report snoops - It took me there in spirit.  Have a great day today mate.

You been drinking again 

[snoopy1239]

COPENHAGEN #2


Hi folks. It’s 1:35 here in Denmark and I thought I’d just take a pitstop to retell some of my experiences and observations over the last couple of days. Today’s play has just this moment wrapped up with Xuyem ‘Bad Girl’ Pham plummeting into 9th position and thereby missing out on tomorrow’s final.

I’ll be honest, I’m bloomin’ shattered. This updating lark is always fun, but when you have to endure 4 consecutive days of hardcore railing, it can become mentally and physically tiring. When you are braced for something earth-shattering, nothing happens. When you sit back for a moment, 10 players get eliminated. You have nothing to report, the connection is fine. You have exciting news to share, the wifi whimpers before tossing in the towel. I love it all, but I can assure anyone who follows those reports that it’s a lot harder than it looks. 

But that’s enough about the updating. I’ve overdosed on poker today. There are more important issues at hand. Like the lift for example, I’m really struggling with it. I’m not scared of them or anything, but they provide a really nauseating ride. With around 30 floors to the hotel, the lift goes hurtling up at an incredible pace and, when it reaches your destination, stops very suddenly. Even Jen’s ears popped on one journey.

I’d like to thank the Lord for letting us swindle our way into the free buffet. From what I understand, the press aren’t entitled to the free tucker, but, somehow, we’ve managed to ambush the buffet two days in a row. Tonight I went under the pseudonym of Julian Thew. I almost got sprung when one of the waitresses commented that I was too good looking to be Julian. Very fair point and I would have held my hands up in defeat if I weren’t so keen to get my paws on the lemon meringue. Just kidding Jools… it was in fact cheesecake. 

Maybe it’s just this hotel, but Denmark seems to be the most expensive place in the world. On the first night, a Japanese meal between three cost in excess of 50 squid. No starter, no desert, and no pricey beverages. For that price I’d expect them to physically feed me too.

Similarly, Jen payed a whole pound for a single banana. It must have been hand picked that morning from a Caribbean banana tree. I’m just relieved we didn’t order a bunch. Imagine the price of a pineapple! 

People here are so good looking. If you’re between 20 and 30, you’re obliged to have a fresh unblemished face with everything in the right place. The women are incredible. They all look the same, but that’s great. I’m not buttering bread on the wrong side or anything, but even the fellas seem to be aesthetically blessed. I’d love to see one walk in with a few spots or something, is that too much to ask? Stephen from the Gutshot team suggested that it was the fresh air. Very possible, but if that’s true, how do you explain the correlation between my perfect looks and smoggy Brum? 

This evening was incredibly surreal. Whilst we were working away, a brass band of about 100 young girls in short skirts and white boots waltzed in. A big toot on the trumpet, a firm bash on the drum, and we were off. The noise level just sky-rocketed. They marched around the hotel and I had to pinch myself to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. It felt like I was on the whacky baccy. One of the girls got lost and was wondering around by us. How you can get lost from a band of 100 is beyond me. She must have taken a wrong turning.

I think all the kafuffle had something to do with the Danish monarchy. From what I overheard, a new Prince had been born. He starts off nameless, so I guess he’s called ‘It’ for the time-being. Anyhow, everyone was here to celebrate his baptism and cheer on the future Danish King. All very bizarre, especially with an EPT poker event being played 20 yards away.

There’s a lot of drunken Danish singing going on tonight. It’s reminiscent of the hotel in Twin Peaks. Coincidentally, I think they were Danish too. Unfortunately, unlike the TV show, I can’t see an Audrey about. Bah. 

I’ve been in Copenhagen for 4 days now and all I’ve seen is the inside of one airport and two hotels. My folks will be so proud that I’ve made the effort to see the sights. I need to remember my souvenirs too. My mother requested a Danish pastry, whilst pops asked for some bacon. Golly, would they ask me to bring back a curry back from India? 

Righteo, I think I’m going to suggest a bit of online poker with Jen before beddie byes. Hold on, I said earlier that I’d had enough of this poker malarkey. Ah well, I guess the poker bug will never leave me for too long.

Nighty night. 

Snooooooooooooops snoopy