Part 5Scratching my head a little bit I walk away from the tournament area, being followed by the masseuse I had still paid another half an hour for. When I busted out the last thing I wanted was her saying, 'Can you not play anymore now then?' or 'Did you go out on an unlucky hand?' in her ditsy little voice. I normally like being left alone after I bust a comp for a little bit.
Apart from the little blonde voice it was just like a shrewdie style rub down. 'Did you run out of chips?'. I was polite though because unlike the shrewdies
her massive boobs were nice, she meant no harm.
So I reg for the £300 and go find my seat. The tournament has already been underway for a little while. Once again I'm on the same table as Chiprich which is nice cos in these comps it's always good to have someone to talk and banter with in a different way to just standard table chat. Cf is there too so apart from Rich, Charles and one other guy, it becomes immediately apparent that the table is really soft. I go down to 7k after I fold A8 on a AJ2A board. Villain just seems far to comforable betting into 2 of us, insistant he has the best hand and doesn't want to get outdrawn. He shows A8 too. Sigh. Pretty sure that's the right fold 95% of the time against the action though.
I soon managed to chip up and was quickly flying. If the table wasn't soft enough already they ship over two complete fish to our table. They look like forum geeks and as I ask their names, the replies I get are 'LeKnave' and 'Evilpie'. Dave goes when he reshoves AQ and gets called by someone with K10. (I had 1% of Dave for £1 - buying at less than 1.0 ftw). Playing about 25k now I open AQ to 550 and oldish guy in sb 3-bets to 1600. I peel, cos that's how I roll and I'm ready to check fold on the K53 rainbow. Old guy checks and I check. Turn = J. Old guy checks and again I check with the intention of giving oldie one free ticket to nutville on the river. Oh hi der mr
. Comically oldie snap bets a pile of chips which turns out to be 5500 into the 3400 pot. I move in, he calls, I quickly table my hand and he's out the door. Now on around 40k I'm comfortably chip leader on the table.
Me and Matt have several stupid battles, cos we just can't resist mucking around when the other opens a pot. With Blatch and a few others standing behind the table I call a Russell river bet on a Q8533 board with K10 hoping that Matt would show 46/67/910/10J hand and I'd appear a hero but alas Matt had 4Q. I then peel vs a shrewdie raise with 78 and check raise the 679 board and shrewdie folds. He does make one nice move when I lead an 892 board 3-way and Rich shoves showing a 6. I get Matt back with Q9 on a 472 board when Matt raised pre and let me see the 9 on the turn free and got a biggish bet to be called on the river. Over a bajillion squirmishes we ended up even on that table.
I opened 88 UTG+1 and folded to a 3-bet. The very next hand I pick up 88 again and raise. Matt calls, Charles calls and guyin the bb calls. Flop
. Charles checks and the guy in the BB leads out for a hefty bet but me and him are the two table chipleaders by a comfortable distance and so I decide to peel one rather than raise straight away. Matt passes but CF calls and I'm now pretty certain Charles is on a fd so I'm raising the turn unless the board pairs. Turn
and BB bets 12k. I make it 29k and Charles passes. BB ships, I snap and his K8 doesn't hit a K on the river. I've now got 100k. With 990k chips in play and the blinds at 400/800 I'm in a perfect spot with 27 left.
Me and Evilpie get moved to table Woodsey and Cottonbud....
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