[X] won at least a buyin
[X] was a whale
[ ] was busto within the hour
The lineup was interesting, but Alex checkmated me by grabbing seat 2. I didn't fancy getting re-isolated by him all night, and when peejay and I got into 7bet levelling wars with ten high gappers I at least wanted position. Plus seat 5 is my lucky seat, and I always piss in the same urinal every time I go to the bathroom. So seat 5 it was.
We got play-by-play analysis from the incomparable Ian Gascoigne, who boasted no less than "40 years experience," when I caught the back end of his conversation with one of the valets, and had his sights firmly set on Peejay's mom. Which is excusable. Simon didn't really bring much to the table apart from the flattest pint of lager I've ever seen, which is a shame because he can bring some bizarre and unique banter to the table when he's switched on. Pete sat down and asked a fully grown man if he was a waitress, before affixing his admiral's hat and a cutlass and ordering HMS Twofive to set sail over some rocky waters and away we went.
It wasn't long before I was dropping a couple of medium pots off to Ian, who I'm pretty sure was just making a bunch of good hands against me, but it felt at the time like I was just being owned. Maybe I was. I've played with Ian a lot before and I thought I had his number, but he brought something a bit different to the table yesterday and I just kept folding pairs to him. I had a pot against Pat early on as well where I raised pre, cbet flop, and then woopa-Goulder-style I turned broadway. As I was loading the clip, Pat immediately goes "straight's good" and mucks. I'm for sure full of tells.
It was a while before anything started happening. I was losing about £400 when I got Pete in a flip. Keys opened to £30 under the straddle, I called the cutoff with
, then Pete kicked it up from the big blind to £135. Keys folds and I made it £290 out of £850 or so. Pete jammed pretty quickly with what I think was two queens, I called and pinged an aceball in the window. Scooped the £1700 pot and got the motor running.
The closest PeeJay and I got to a war was when he meant to open £15 but didn't notice the straddle so was forced to min to £20. I made it £55 with
, he makes it £130 and I call. Flop was
and we check check. Turn is the
and we check check. River was the
and PeeJay bets in the region of £180, although I can't remember exactly. I called immediately, although I probably should have given it some thought and raised to induce, but I'm an idiot and people are really good at making flushes against me.
Lost a pretty boring hand versus Alex which we've already talked to death and I think I'm fine with it. PeeJay opens £15 utg, I make it £45 with
. I've been 3betting Peejay quite a lot so I'm hoping we can take off this time. Alex had a different plan though and called on the button. Peejay makes it up and we go to a
flop. I make it £85, Alex calls and Peejay folds. The turn was the
. I had a ton of different plans for the hand now, but I decided to check call £205. The
hits the river and I check snap £525 before Alex declares "flush." I look back at the board to make sure that the river wasn't in fact a club. Nope. Nice hand.
Had a big pot to close the session with though, where I open
to £15 just as Ian was putting £15 in himself, so I think he thought he was raising. Earlier in the night this might have brought an interesting dynamic to the hand, but it felt like Ian was tired and a little tilted and just wanted to gamble a bit. Can't blame him; he'd had a rough run of form against Alex and Pete all night. A couple of other callers and we go five ways to a flop of
. I lead out for £50, Ian immediately makes it £200. Alex makes it £450 and I'm a little bit of a quandary here. Whatever I do looks massive to Alex, and Ian might be less inclined to gamble with all this action in front of him. It was close between a call and a jam, but when I looked at Ian he clearly had no intention of folding so I stuck it in. In went Ian's chips behind it and Alex folded KT pretty quickly. Would be sick if I could do this here with aces because I know Alex has to have a super strong hand because Ian isn't folding, but unfortunately Alex knows I'm not a complete idiot but I'm also not a decent enough thinker to do something as adventurous as that. We held against
and scooped a £2300 pot. Rock and roll.
Really happy with the way I played and the game was pretty fun, except for Peejay who took the role of myself last night being absolutely carddead and a little bit frustrated and dejected. Hopefully we'll do it all again next week. Think I'm probably going to go out for sushi tonight and grind online tomorrow and forget what winning ever felt like.
Peace.