The swings of the high seas have calmed and we're now just bobbing up and down in the shallows.
I had a fun experience the other day when I TT < KK first hand against a bad reg, and then sort of butchered/gambled a hand where I opened the
and bet flop four ways on
then everyone decided to get it all in. basically the shortstack definitely had at least a 5, but Greek Jack was probably putting it in dead or a flip at best and Adrian claimed "high spades" so he's pretty much dead to a pair. The runout bricks, Greek Jack mucks, the shortstack shows
for a flopped full house, and the sidepot is between me and Adrian. "Did you make a pair?" I asked. "Nope," came the response. I whipped over my KJ, and it turns what he considered "high spades," were actually what most would consider "nut spades," and won a small chunk with ace high.
I was waiting for the next £1/1 to open for a chance to play with some of my favourite regs both good and bad, so I pulled out what change I had that wasn't plaques or pinks.
£53.50. I waited a few hands, moved it all-in with Ah
and got no action. I was just looking for a small flip I suppose, but everyone must have thought I was rofling it in for no reason whatsoever. 99 was plenty and I mashed it in again, this time Adrian called and so did the Q5 guy, but after he called he turned his hand over thinking we were both all-in. So there's £155 in front of me, and one of my adversaries has tabled the
. The flop comes down
and he just mucks. Adrian declares "a pair on the board." I tell him it's good and that I just have "high cards." I wait until he reveals A9 before revealing that I in fact meant "nut cards."
Dat successful slowroll. I won a couple more bowl pots and took £200 over to the new game.
Here's where the fun really begins. My food arrives and I don't have a table to put it on, so I just rest it on the rail dangerously close to my single tower of chips which are destined to ruin my salad if left stacked as they are, so I cut them down into small stacks and polish off my dinner. Then I make the executive decision. My best shot at getting back into the VIP 2/5 game is by stacking in tens, check minraising, never 4+ betting, cutting chips out slowly, doing zero chip tricks, sitting tentatively with my arms folded and not ever knowing if the action is on me or not. Pics or it didn't happen? Here you go
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The straddle is on, Neil Bull raises to £13, I 3bet to £45, then the kid in the small blind shrugs his shoulders and moves allin for £110 or so. Neil folds, and FUCK MY LIFE all I was trying to do was show Neil the J4o and get the game out the muck, now I have to call because the poor guy definitely has ace and king. I flopped a 4 and rivered a jack, no ace and king in sight, so I knew I was good. Weeeeeee. Proceeded to show the J4 twice more, before Raggy finally had enough and called me down, all three streets, including a £250 allin on the river on Q 5 3 3 7. Except this time I didn't have the jack and four, I had the Beltons! How can you win with queen and queen? Unbelievable flopping tekkers, that's how.
Another kid sits down and I immediately get it in versus him with two overs and a flush draw, hit both and make another couple of quid, before whacking Gordon the fugly gopher Goodall, and completing the spin up from £53.50 to
£1368. Whales get the lot. BOOM!
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