Napalm On Tour Part 2
Napalm's YTD: $somethinglike $12.5K
Saturday brought more bad beats. I played in the Golden Nugget $60 multi table multi rebuy event Saturday morning. I was about mid-stacked at the final table with 8 players left. Tournament paid 6. I had a nice fat KK and put in a nice fat raise and got one caller. Flop came 7 J 2 with two hearts. Caller goes all in. I think and think and think. No way in hell I can pitch pocket Kings at this point. I put him on something like A J or even a flush draw. I have Caller covered, so I call.
He shows A 9 of hearts. Now, think about that. Would you call a 5x BB raise with A 9 of hearts out of position? Didn’t think so. Here is some info I failed to mention. This same Caller was at my first table. He made a $1000 bet into a $75 pot with AA, then show the AA when everyone folded and said “I get them cracked all the time. Better to win a small one….”
Needless to say, the third heat spiked on the turn and I was crippled, finishing in 7th, one out of the money.
Later that night I tried my hand at the $125 multi at the Nugget, an event which I won a 5 way split with earlier this year. Same old same old, except for this time, while at the final table, I got no hand with a 10 or higher for the last hour and a half of the tournament and finished 10th.
Sunday was no different. More $2 $4 bloodbaths and even a $4 $8 attempt that was looser than the $2 $4
Later that night I sat back down at the $2 $4 with my buddy and one of my work bosses. I was board out of my tree. All of these bad beats were piling up and I could see the big bad Tilt Monster ripping out of chest like the Alien. My boss had been talking smack all night about how awesome he was so I announced to the table that I would raise his BB in the dark, just to mess with him.
I am in the SB and my boss is in the BB. 4 of 5 callers, I can’t remember. I raise, like I announced, everyone calls. Flop is Ks 9d 3s. Ok, I am still in the dark and first to act. I bet, of course. Boss calls and I think 2 other people called. Turn is a blank. OK, I bet, boss calls, everyone else folds. I am still in the dark and have no idea what I have. River is a 9s, making three spades on the board. I bet, boss raises. Oh crap, I better look at my cards…..
K 9 in the hole. I reraise.
Well, that went on for quite some time with the boss thinking his flush had to be better then my dark hand, no way his ego would let him fold to me although he did eventually stop reraising. When I turned over the K 9 the entire room exploded. Now I know the secret of poker.
On Monday we drove to LA for a meeting Tuesday morning. We decided to go to the Commerce Casino, the world’s largest poker room. I really should have tried my hand at Mexican poker instead of the insane game of $3 $6 we tried. Besides the fact that no one at our table spoke English, we could understand at least one word, “Raise”, which happened every single hand, with at least 3 callers, sometimes a cap. It was like Bingo from Hell.
I was so disoriented from all the crazy action that I quickly lost my $100 when I thought I had an Ace high flush, flipped over my hand only to find an A 7. Boy, those 7s look a lot like Jacks, don’t they?
My business meeting went well on Tuesday and we drove back to Vegas that afternoon only to meet more doom at the Belliago.
Doyle Brunson, Chip Reese, Sammy Farha, Johnny Chan, John Hennigan, and Tony Esfandiari were all playing in the big game that night. I was thinking about raining my hot Napalm upon them with my last $500K, but…
I played $4 $8 instead. Three terrible 3 out suck outs later, I was down another $200, at least I still had my $499,800 left.
Back to the Nugget for some fast a furious $2 $4. By this point, I was so on tilt I couldn’t even see straight. My $1500 WSOP event was the next morning so I had to get back on my horse.
Saturday brought more bad beats. I played in the Golden Nugget $60 multi table multi rebuy event Saturday morning. I was about mid-stacked at the final table with 8 players left. Tournament paid 6. I had a nice fat KK and put in a nice fat raise and got one caller. Flop came 7 J 2 with two hearts. Caller goes all in. I think and think and think. No way in hell I can pitch pocket Kings at this point. I put him on something like A J or even a flush draw. I have Caller covered, so I call.
He shows A 9 of hearts. Now, think about that. Would you call a 5x BB raise with A 9 of hearts out of position? Didn’t think so. Here is some info I failed to mention. This same Caller was at my first table. He made a $1000 bet into a $75 pot with AA, then show the AA when everyone folded and said “I get them cracked all the time. Better to win a small one….”
Needless to say, the third heat spiked on the turn and I was crippled, finishing in 7th, one out of the money.
Later that night I tried my hand at the $125 multi at the Nugget, an event which I won a 5 way split with earlier this year. Same old same old, except for this time, while at the final table, I got no hand with a 10 or higher for the last hour and a half of the tournament and finished 10th.
Sunday was no different. More $2 $4 bloodbaths and even a $4 $8 attempt that was looser than the $2 $4
Later that night I sat back down at the $2 $4 with my buddy and one of my work bosses. I was board out of my tree. All of these bad beats were piling up and I could see the big bad Tilt Monster ripping out of chest like the Alien. My boss had been talking smack all night about how awesome he was so I announced to the table that I would raise his BB in the dark, just to mess with him.
I am in the SB and my boss is in the BB. 4 of 5 callers, I can’t remember. I raise, like I announced, everyone calls. Flop is Ks 9d 3s. Ok, I am still in the dark and first to act. I bet, of course. Boss calls and I think 2 other people called. Turn is a blank. OK, I bet, boss calls, everyone else folds. I am still in the dark and have no idea what I have. River is a 9s, making three spades on the board. I bet, boss raises. Oh crap, I better look at my cards…..
K 9 in the hole. I reraise.
Well, that went on for quite some time with the boss thinking his flush had to be better then my dark hand, no way his ego would let him fold to me although he did eventually stop reraising. When I turned over the K 9 the entire room exploded. Now I know the secret of poker.
On Monday we drove to LA for a meeting Tuesday morning. We decided to go to the Commerce Casino, the world’s largest poker room. I really should have tried my hand at Mexican poker instead of the insane game of $3 $6 we tried. Besides the fact that no one at our table spoke English, we could understand at least one word, “Raise”, which happened every single hand, with at least 3 callers, sometimes a cap. It was like Bingo from Hell.
I was so disoriented from all the crazy action that I quickly lost my $100 when I thought I had an Ace high flush, flipped over my hand only to find an A 7. Boy, those 7s look a lot like Jacks, don’t they?
My business meeting went well on Tuesday and we drove back to Vegas that afternoon only to meet more doom at the Belliago.
Doyle Brunson, Chip Reese, Sammy Farha, Johnny Chan, John Hennigan, and Tony Esfandiari were all playing in the big game that night. I was thinking about raining my hot Napalm upon them with my last $500K, but…
I played $4 $8 instead. Three terrible 3 out suck outs later, I was down another $200, at least I still had my $499,800 left.
Back to the Nugget for some fast a furious $2 $4. By this point, I was so on tilt I couldn’t even see straight. My $1500 WSOP event was the next morning so I had to get back on my horse.
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