Got up to Dino's earlier than normal since traffic was smooth both from downtown and then from Birmingham - so I killed an hour-plus of time by playing some Megatouch games. Damn, Dino's, it might not hurt you fukkers to reset the high scores more than once a year so some of us cheap fukkers can get some free games, either!
Sat down at our table with Sharon, Fred, Harry, Wine-Drinking Ron, and Nick at my table. Was up and down for a little, then took 2 sizable pots off of Nick. First one was after raising to 40 (5/10) level with Q-Q, board of 9-8-3 with 2 clubs hit - 2/3 pot size bet didn't chase him away, nor did a half-pot bet on the turn when a 7 came out. When a second 7 came out on the river, Nick tried to buy the pot, but folded after I raised him 150. Didn't see his hand, but his 8 probably wasn't any good :-)
A few hands later, I limp in with the ever-popular souxxie-nouf ("69" in French), and flop trip 6's. Make a boat on the turn, but slow-play 6's over 9's since there are 3 hearts on the board. After the river Nick throws out a decent-sized bet, then makes a quick call after I raised him, then showed him the bad news.
Donked/bluffed away a few hundred chips to Sharon in a couple of pots when she was holding legitimate hands, then took a sizable pot off of WD Ron when my 8-9 hit 2 pair on the river - this is why min-bets when holding top pair don't work, WD!
2 hands derailed me last night. First hand was a 3-way hand with Nick all-in, and me and WD Ron in the hand. My K-Q hits on a board of K-J-J, and my 250 bet into a dry side pot should have told a player with a clue that I have a hand - but this is WD Ron we're talking about, so he calls. A seemingly bland hits the turn, and here I think I'm trapping here, but Ron smooth-calls on the turn. 3rd club on river hits, and after I bet out a value bet of 300, Ron min-raises me to 600 (since he thinks this is a limit game, apparantly), I make a crying call here, and Ron flips over A-10 of club for a flush...I muck my cards, make some comment about some "Donkey poker being played", and am glad to fold the next few hands after being put on semi-tilt.
Few hands later, Fred jams and I'm trying to figure out if my pocket 5's are good enough. I go in the tank for a couple of minutes, put him on 6-6 through 10-10, fold my 5-5 face-up, but then find out that Fred had pocket 4's...dammit! Oh well, gotta trust my reads and my gut, since they're right more often than not.
A few hands later, being the shortstack at 990, I open jam A-J from EP, only to have Stevo call me with A-K - I believe the words "Yo, gimme my dollar bitch!" (I could be wrong, though) came out of my mouth, since I won my last-shorter bet this week. Mediocre middle of the pack finish, bleh!
Quick night at the cash game - suited connectors and killer flops were not panning out, and my $10 was gone pretty quick...chalk it up to being one of them nights, I guess. At least Stevo took out WD Ron - I think this was Stevo's personal mission after seeing him knock Harry out earlier with A-2 against Harry's Q-Q when WD flops trips, then hits quad 2's on river...I think WD could be nicknamed "Any Ace Ron Jr.", and it'll fit well.
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It's "soixante-neuf," actually.
And yeah, taking out WDR was pretty satisfying. He even bought the bottle of wine I won off me for $7.
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