Picked up my Chow mein on the way home last night and read a few blogs before Mark came round with the new PSP he bought for his boy for Xmas.We tried to hook them up for a wirless battle at Ridge Racer but our machines wouldn’t link up.He’s lent me Pro Evo 5 for a week and its brilliant.Very easy to play and looks great even on such a small screen.
Mark left about 11.45pm and as I quite fancied a wee game of poker I jumped onto an Interpoker £.15-.30 nl 6 max table for an hour of play before bed.I only played because I actually felt like playing though and took some pressure off myself by simply concentrating on making the right plays in every situation and not pushing too hard.
I bought in for £20 ( aprox $35) and was just about to leave after nearly an hour with a £10 profit and not much too report when after muchos folding I finally start hitting a wee run against some quite poor opponents who do strange things! One villan had a habit of betting 25p ( pence) on every street post flop if he’d connected in any way.Didn’t matter if he flopped quads or bottom pair he’d bet 25p.
Anyway my last smoke was burning down to its roach and I was ready to call it a night happy to be ahead when I get KK in late position and bet 4bb ( £1.20).Now you would think a few alarm bells would be going off because the truth is I’d been watching a video clip of one of Rangers great players strutting his stuff and hadn’t played a hand in the last 10-15 minutes never mind raised it up to 4bb.That being the case I got 5 callers.I actually laughed out loud at that and it wasn’t a fit of the giggles due to the smoking.
Edited Jan13th after mistake pointed out by Andy.Thanks again mate.
Flop came 4 7 Q with two hearts and neither of my Kings was a heart.The usual 25p villan bet out and I raised it up to a pot size bet.Mr 25p folded and and the other remaining villan called my pot size bet.
The turn brought another heart and mine sank a little.I bet out £8 and when I was called again I was sure I was behind and looking at yet another sorry tale of woe.
The river delivered another heart.The King of hearts but by that time I truly thought ( as we say in Scotland) the games a bogey.I bet £5 of my remaining £8.74 and the villan puts me all in for another £3.74.
It was an obvious crying call.While you never want to call when beaten calling for £3.74 into a by now decent sized pot is a no brainer.I can never understand people who fold for a last bet of say 10% of the pot.You’d only need to win 2 out of 10 times to make it worthwhile.( or ev+ if we’re being all fancy about it).
I call and nearly fall off my seat when my set of Kings beats the villans set of Queen without a heart between us.( anyone know a good wizard?)
Left the table just after that $60 up for my hours play.Funny how thoughts of fatique and burnout seem to fade a little after winning a sweet pot.Fickle me? Never.
House will be busy tonight.Step A has friends coming round for a bingo night ( one of her Xmas pressies). Mrs A has bought in wee prizes for them to win.I promised to sell any prizes I win to the kids at a very reasonable price but sadly I’ve been banned from taking part.
Having a few blogspot problems so I'm going to hit the publish button now before it chews up anymore posts.( is there anything more annoying to a blogger?).
Will I play poker tonight? Mibbees Aye,Mibbees Naw. I'll see if I feel like playing later.
Added a few new links to the list on the right.I don't add 'em unless I read 'em and I only read the best so check 'em out.