Bulldog
11-14-2004, 11:50 AM
A day of fun at the Borgata, 1/2 NLHE. Here are three hands I'd like some feedback on. Er, rather, one ridiculous hand, and two for feedback.
I was up about $120 but playing with $300 because I jumped to juicier game one table over. The hand that really pushed me in the right direction: I have 99 and make it $12 to go from UTG+1. Five to the flop of 985r. I bet out $25 and get called by one guy, newish to the table, I've got him pegged as a poor player. Turn is an ace completing the rainbow. I thought there was a chance he had TT or JJ, but I don't think the ace could put him ahead of me. I decided to hope the ace helped him a little, like AK, so I checked. He bet out $25. I raised to $75 and he pushed, raising another $148. I took about 20 seconds to convince myself there is no way he could have 76 or AA, and called. River was a jack, I turned over my hand, and he flipped over Q8o.
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Now that you've let that sink in, my man pulls out another $300 while looking at the board and the pot being pushed my way and says, "I just needed a ten." Yep, he was lamenting the gutshot straight draw he picked up on the river.
(Yes, Bunky (http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showthreaded.php?Cat=&Number=1256492&page=0&view=c ollapsed&sb=5&o=14&vc=1), we all see why you love the Borgata 1/2. I share your feelings. /images/graemlins/grin.gif )
Now that I've got a competitive stack, I could open up my game. I'm in the BB with KQo. One limper and the SB completes so I check. Big $6 pot. Flop is QJT. SB checks and I bet out $15. The limper folds and the SB raises to $50. He's been on a bad run and as he raises he says, "don't call, I promise, I'll show you my cards." Of course he didn't show, but I was guessing 98 at this point, for the low end of the straight. I wasn't sure but I decided to gamble and called the $35. Turn was an ace, giving me the nut straight, he checked to me and I pushed, putting him all in for just under $200. He agonized for 45 seconds or so then called, flipping his aces and begging for the board to pair. River didn't pair the board and MHIG.
My friends at the 2/4 game are just about done, so I've racked up and am playing around to the blinds. Of course my standards have loosened up for that last hand dealt to me (a terrible stupid weakness that I've probably been now cured of) and I look at A /images/graemlins/diamond.gif 6 /images/graemlins/diamond.gif UTG. I open for $7 and a new tight aggressive player with wraparounds makes it $15. One cold caller and I call as well. (Biggest mistake of the day, IMHO.) Flop is A /images/graemlins/spade.gif Q /images/graemlins/diamond.gif T /images/graemlins/diamond.gif. Crap. I'm trapped in this hand. Worst thing is I knew it but couldn't talk myself into letting it go. I checked and Wraparound bets $35. One fold and I'm facing a $35 bet into a $45 pot. I call (second worst play?) and turn is a blank, 3 /images/graemlins/club.gif? I check again, practically announcing that I'm on a draw, and he bets $50. Into a $115 pot. Begging me to call, but enough that I could rationally fold. I convinced myself the three other sixes were live outs (of course, they were not) and called. Yep, $100 of my $700 profit pissed away on the last hand that I should've folded preflop. River was a J /images/graemlins/club.gif and I checked again. The jack, filling one of the potential draws that Wraparound could put me on, was sufficiently scary enough for him to check and allow me to see his AQ for free. Please rip me to shreds, although the missing Benjamin in my pocket is probably sufficient to remind me forever to not just play that last hand!
I was up about $120 but playing with $300 because I jumped to juicier game one table over. The hand that really pushed me in the right direction: I have 99 and make it $12 to go from UTG+1. Five to the flop of 985r. I bet out $25 and get called by one guy, newish to the table, I've got him pegged as a poor player. Turn is an ace completing the rainbow. I thought there was a chance he had TT or JJ, but I don't think the ace could put him ahead of me. I decided to hope the ace helped him a little, like AK, so I checked. He bet out $25. I raised to $75 and he pushed, raising another $148. I took about 20 seconds to convince myself there is no way he could have 76 or AA, and called. River was a jack, I turned over my hand, and he flipped over Q8o.
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/images/graemlins/shocked.gif
Now that you've let that sink in, my man pulls out another $300 while looking at the board and the pot being pushed my way and says, "I just needed a ten." Yep, he was lamenting the gutshot straight draw he picked up on the river.
(Yes, Bunky (http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/showthreaded.php?Cat=&Number=1256492&page=0&view=c ollapsed&sb=5&o=14&vc=1), we all see why you love the Borgata 1/2. I share your feelings. /images/graemlins/grin.gif )
Now that I've got a competitive stack, I could open up my game. I'm in the BB with KQo. One limper and the SB completes so I check. Big $6 pot. Flop is QJT. SB checks and I bet out $15. The limper folds and the SB raises to $50. He's been on a bad run and as he raises he says, "don't call, I promise, I'll show you my cards." Of course he didn't show, but I was guessing 98 at this point, for the low end of the straight. I wasn't sure but I decided to gamble and called the $35. Turn was an ace, giving me the nut straight, he checked to me and I pushed, putting him all in for just under $200. He agonized for 45 seconds or so then called, flipping his aces and begging for the board to pair. River didn't pair the board and MHIG.
My friends at the 2/4 game are just about done, so I've racked up and am playing around to the blinds. Of course my standards have loosened up for that last hand dealt to me (a terrible stupid weakness that I've probably been now cured of) and I look at A /images/graemlins/diamond.gif 6 /images/graemlins/diamond.gif UTG. I open for $7 and a new tight aggressive player with wraparounds makes it $15. One cold caller and I call as well. (Biggest mistake of the day, IMHO.) Flop is A /images/graemlins/spade.gif Q /images/graemlins/diamond.gif T /images/graemlins/diamond.gif. Crap. I'm trapped in this hand. Worst thing is I knew it but couldn't talk myself into letting it go. I checked and Wraparound bets $35. One fold and I'm facing a $35 bet into a $45 pot. I call (second worst play?) and turn is a blank, 3 /images/graemlins/club.gif? I check again, practically announcing that I'm on a draw, and he bets $50. Into a $115 pot. Begging me to call, but enough that I could rationally fold. I convinced myself the three other sixes were live outs (of course, they were not) and called. Yep, $100 of my $700 profit pissed away on the last hand that I should've folded preflop. River was a J /images/graemlins/club.gif and I checked again. The jack, filling one of the potential draws that Wraparound could put me on, was sufficiently scary enough for him to check and allow me to see his AQ for free. Please rip me to shreds, although the missing Benjamin in my pocket is probably sufficient to remind me forever to not just play that last hand!