blonde poker

Rabbit, Rabbit

 What's the worst thing in poker? Is it bad etiquette and bad behaviour at the table? Is it collusion online or live? Is it suffering from tilt and blowing your bankroll? Well it could of course be any or all of these things but watching TV poker recently I have found something that strikes me, in its own way, as just as bad. It’s a rel...

Once Around The Block

 "Always aim at complete harmony of thought and word and deed. Always aim at purifying your thoughts and everything will be well" -- Mahatma Gandhi

Basic Instinct

 A really strange thing happened in my last major live tournaments. I began to completely distrust my reads, ignore my first instincts and began to feel that everyone must be 'at it'. As a result I ended up donking off chips with marginal calls of value bets and generally felt very dissatisfied that I was getting things so wrong.

Method or Madness?

In normal circumstances, having just completed a week of festival poker on my home stomping ground I would expect to give you a comprehensive account of the highs and lows of the week leading up to a glorious finale with a cash in the Main Event or, knowing me, a gallant bubble! However, my play last week alternated between the terrible and the lud...

Woes Of A Big Stack

 A weekend or two ago I received a text message from a blondeite friend. It was after the first day of a two day festival event and it said, “I am in the final, massive chip leader. I have 140,000. Average is 50,000.” I sent a good luck message back and took the kids to the park and awaited the inevitable victory message in the ev...

Walsall And Back

 May was a great month in my regular competitions at Luton, and I cleared over £5,000 in profit from their competitions alone. Along came the Walsall festival and I decided it was time to spin up some of that profit into a week on the festival circuit. I like the Walsall casino a lot... I chopped a festival event there in February, it'...

Falling Between Two Stools

When I played poker as a pastime I would dabble in both tournaments and cash games, particularly live. I would bust out of a tournament and ten minutes later you would find me sitting in a Hold Em or Dealers Choice cash game, carrying on where I thought I had left off. I didn’t think any more of it, a game was a game and that was that.

It's Nice To Be In Control

 In my twenties I lost fortunes gambling. It took a while before I sought help, via both psychotherapy and from group meetings at places like Gambler’s Anonymous to discover some of the deep rooted sources that lay behind the addiction that I had developed. Really they are too private for mentioning here, although a few close blondeites ...

It's A Funny Old Game...

 So there I am, bemoaning my luck and generally considering radically altering my game when suddenly it all clicks…splitting the £50 rebuy at Luton last Wednesday, winning the £20 rebuy outright last Thursday, fifth in the £100 rebuy at the first Triple Bill event on the Friday and second in the P4C at the Western on S...

Blackpool - Part II

 On mid Wednesday afternoon, the Blackpool Grosvenor was heaving with blondeites. There I was, passing the time in another satellite, being railed by Royal Flush and The Nun whilst, setting up his pitch in the bar area, Colchester Kev was about to be joined by Mr and Mrs Dog, b4Matt and several others. I managed to lose a seesawing Heads Up ba...