PokerNeal
12-15-2004, 07:50 PM
Didn't post it sooner because I didn't make it into the money! /images/graemlins/cool.gif But had time this PM and thought I would have some fun writing this up and making it fun reading for you all lovely members.
To begin with, I won this satellite on Party. I really wanted to win it (so I could go to St. Martin -- heard a lot about the place) and won the satellite. I suppose when you really have your heart set on something you try extra hard with all your senses tingling making the right moves at the right times. There are times when I play well but my heart is really not in it and in the blink of an eye a big misplayed hand has ended the tourney. Not this one.
Got in touch with the Party folks and a couple of 2+2 members who had won an entry and was told by Party that accomodations would be superb with rooms with balcony facing ocean and what have you. When I reached there however the place was oversold and I got a room with a balcony facing what seemed like a waste treatment plant. Turns out I was lucky because there was a guy who didn't even get his room and had to bunk with someone else.
Very nice island this and the resort was right next to the Princess Juliana airport. My first foray into St. Martin was find liquor. Wow, is it cheap here or what?! About 12 bucks (no tax!) for Glenlivet 12 year old and compare to that around 30 bucks plus tax around here! Sweet! Set my ipod up with the tiny altec lansing speakers and sat and watched the waste treatment plant and had a nice drink.
Went down to the casino across the street. No one from Party to be found there. Was told that they do show their heads tomorrow. So walked down the street where the resort and casino were and sat at an outside bar (it was actually a docked boat that was made into a bar) and watched the ocean and the planes. Turns out that this bar was at the end of the main airport runaway and there was a big sign warning of backlash from jet plane engines that were taking off. Said what the hell and took a drink and stood by the fence to watch a giant AirFrance jet ready to take off. The blast was so severe it took me into the air and knocked me a few feet onto the sand behind and my drink ended up in the ocean. Oh, well, only 3 bucks for the Scotch and am sure the scrape injuries would probably heal in the next week or two.
Went to the casino and played penny machines. Pressed the maximum button and the machine I think took 2500 pennies off the credit meter. Wow, hit a 200$ jackpot probably big by St. Martin standards.
Showed up for the main event next day and there was Marcel Luske (AKA Flying Dutchman) dressed in a pair of Bahama shorts and shirt giving a speech. "What is my secret you ask?" he said. "I don't wait for K-K or A-A or Q-Q... I make plays with hands like K-J and take your chips when you don't dare call my bet!" And on and on. Just two months back I had played with Marcel in Estonia (World Speed Poker) and he had knocked himself out of the tourney by going all-in hoping for a flush draw on the river. In that tourney I had secured a respectable 11th place and ended up in the money.
Went to the registration and got my seating card from a box which said table 3, seat 3. A whole bunch of unknowns at the table and the guy to my left had won the satellite I think on UltimateBet. Almost every attendee there had come from a satellite on PlanetPoker. I had never even heard of PlanetPoker.
I sat there and decided to play a solid game. Got mid pairs, limped in, even handled mini raises and ended up with ugly boards every single time. Bet on A-Q only to have a J or K show up on the flop. Bet on A-K only to have a Q or J show up on the flop. For 32 straight hands in a row I got hands like J-2, 3-4, 7-10, etc., and by break 2 I was less than half the average stack. I picked up a K-K and went all-in with a guy who flipped over A-J and won that hand. Still below average stack. Eventually with the blinds at 300-600 I went all-in on the button with A-8 only to have the BB call me with A-10 and he took me down because of the 10 kicker!
~~~ Funny note -- I was told that Marcel kept his word and went all-in with a K-J when he hit a J on the flop. Too bad for Marecl that his opponent held K-K and out went the dutchman ~~~~~~
The prize pool was pretty decent and I think paid only the top 36 or so. I was out in the 60 plus player range. The first prize exceeded a hundred thousand dollars. Came in next day to see the final table which was full of players speaking with European acents so I guess the Euros took that one down.
Next day early morning I checked out at the hotel tried to sock me with the entire bill including the hotel room that was supposed to have been paid by Party. Fortunately for me the Party girl rep showed up from somewhere and after half hour of island argument they took the room of my biil. Left St. Martin with a couple of bottles of fine Scotch and a T-shirt that said I was there.
All in all a fun trip. It was quite a bitch to get there taking over 12-16 hours of journey time. I assure you though it is a lovely place, lovely ocean, English speaking and everyone loves the dollar which is pretty much the defacto currency there.
PS. Went to a beach and watched plenty of topless Euro women while eating a cheeseburger and downing a Miller Lite. Turned out 3-4 of the Party sponsored folks had decided to take the day off and hang by the beach so it made for quite a good time what with good cheap beer, nice burger and the topless scenary....
To begin with, I won this satellite on Party. I really wanted to win it (so I could go to St. Martin -- heard a lot about the place) and won the satellite. I suppose when you really have your heart set on something you try extra hard with all your senses tingling making the right moves at the right times. There are times when I play well but my heart is really not in it and in the blink of an eye a big misplayed hand has ended the tourney. Not this one.
Got in touch with the Party folks and a couple of 2+2 members who had won an entry and was told by Party that accomodations would be superb with rooms with balcony facing ocean and what have you. When I reached there however the place was oversold and I got a room with a balcony facing what seemed like a waste treatment plant. Turns out I was lucky because there was a guy who didn't even get his room and had to bunk with someone else.
Very nice island this and the resort was right next to the Princess Juliana airport. My first foray into St. Martin was find liquor. Wow, is it cheap here or what?! About 12 bucks (no tax!) for Glenlivet 12 year old and compare to that around 30 bucks plus tax around here! Sweet! Set my ipod up with the tiny altec lansing speakers and sat and watched the waste treatment plant and had a nice drink.
Went down to the casino across the street. No one from Party to be found there. Was told that they do show their heads tomorrow. So walked down the street where the resort and casino were and sat at an outside bar (it was actually a docked boat that was made into a bar) and watched the ocean and the planes. Turns out that this bar was at the end of the main airport runaway and there was a big sign warning of backlash from jet plane engines that were taking off. Said what the hell and took a drink and stood by the fence to watch a giant AirFrance jet ready to take off. The blast was so severe it took me into the air and knocked me a few feet onto the sand behind and my drink ended up in the ocean. Oh, well, only 3 bucks for the Scotch and am sure the scrape injuries would probably heal in the next week or two.
Went to the casino and played penny machines. Pressed the maximum button and the machine I think took 2500 pennies off the credit meter. Wow, hit a 200$ jackpot probably big by St. Martin standards.
Showed up for the main event next day and there was Marcel Luske (AKA Flying Dutchman) dressed in a pair of Bahama shorts and shirt giving a speech. "What is my secret you ask?" he said. "I don't wait for K-K or A-A or Q-Q... I make plays with hands like K-J and take your chips when you don't dare call my bet!" And on and on. Just two months back I had played with Marcel in Estonia (World Speed Poker) and he had knocked himself out of the tourney by going all-in hoping for a flush draw on the river. In that tourney I had secured a respectable 11th place and ended up in the money.
Went to the registration and got my seating card from a box which said table 3, seat 3. A whole bunch of unknowns at the table and the guy to my left had won the satellite I think on UltimateBet. Almost every attendee there had come from a satellite on PlanetPoker. I had never even heard of PlanetPoker.
I sat there and decided to play a solid game. Got mid pairs, limped in, even handled mini raises and ended up with ugly boards every single time. Bet on A-Q only to have a J or K show up on the flop. Bet on A-K only to have a Q or J show up on the flop. For 32 straight hands in a row I got hands like J-2, 3-4, 7-10, etc., and by break 2 I was less than half the average stack. I picked up a K-K and went all-in with a guy who flipped over A-J and won that hand. Still below average stack. Eventually with the blinds at 300-600 I went all-in on the button with A-8 only to have the BB call me with A-10 and he took me down because of the 10 kicker!
~~~ Funny note -- I was told that Marcel kept his word and went all-in with a K-J when he hit a J on the flop. Too bad for Marecl that his opponent held K-K and out went the dutchman ~~~~~~
The prize pool was pretty decent and I think paid only the top 36 or so. I was out in the 60 plus player range. The first prize exceeded a hundred thousand dollars. Came in next day to see the final table which was full of players speaking with European acents so I guess the Euros took that one down.
Next day early morning I checked out at the hotel tried to sock me with the entire bill including the hotel room that was supposed to have been paid by Party. Fortunately for me the Party girl rep showed up from somewhere and after half hour of island argument they took the room of my biil. Left St. Martin with a couple of bottles of fine Scotch and a T-shirt that said I was there.
All in all a fun trip. It was quite a bitch to get there taking over 12-16 hours of journey time. I assure you though it is a lovely place, lovely ocean, English speaking and everyone loves the dollar which is pretty much the defacto currency there.
PS. Went to a beach and watched plenty of topless Euro women while eating a cheeseburger and downing a Miller Lite. Turned out 3-4 of the Party sponsored folks had decided to take the day off and hang by the beach so it made for quite a good time what with good cheap beer, nice burger and the topless scenary....