Posted by Dr Fro 10:32 PM
While I try very hard to stay on topic, this is a link that is too damn good to not pass along. It is several months old and has been played on 102.1 in Dallas many times and discussed at length on Hornfans' Cactus Cafe as well. I can get away with calling this a poker topic, because all my poker buddies from last night were listening to me talk about it last night. Anyway, I think it is on helluva mashup.
Last night we played at my house. First we did a 2 hr mini-tourney in which I was doing pretty well. Unfortunately, after doubling my stack, I had two consecutive hands where at some point I was ahead and got drawn out on. In tournaments, there is a very fine line between greatness and failure. In my case, that line was clearly drawn (no pun intended) with the Jack of clubs. I lost $15 on the "SnG"
Next came the cash game - oh the wonderful, lovely cash game; how much I love thee. I was gettin whooped most of the night and made a bad mistake around 10:00. I was quite busy hosting, eating, drinking, and talking while I was involved in a had that had me with A2xx in O/8 seeing a river that qualified the low for me (not the nut low for me, as it included the 2 on the turn). Anyway, you know how it is when you hold A2 in O/8, you withdraw yourself from any real thought on the game. Your thought process devolves into simply "I have the nut low" or "I don't have the nut low". I settled on the latter and checked the river. Skipping some additional confusing details on what ensued, I ended up splitting the pot with a guy with a very bad low (that beat my roughish 8). Huh? Yeah, I woke up with the nut flush on the river. Can you say "missed bet"? So, I split a pot that I coulda scooped with a simple bet. Brian admitted he would have folded had I bet. I started paying attention after that.
Paying attention is not mutually exclusive of drinking like a sailor. So I did both. Fortunately, my new style is less incompatible with my alcoholism than my old style. Specifically, my new angle (on which I will elaborate in another post) is tighter. Of course, alcohol has less opportunity to ruin my night if I am in less hands. The analogy is that the shy, quiet guy is less likely to say something he regrets after being hammered than the loud obnoxious guy (me). I've simplified my game and eliminated the Super System moves and focused on my little league fundamentals. Even drunk, I can hit the ball off of the tee. I don't advocate making a living off of drinking and gambling, but when hosting a home game with friends, it is certainly ok (just don't kick over any trash cans!! :-) ).
I won $85 and slept well.
Oh, and since I started this with music, I will end it in kind. Paul McCartney did a great job tonight. What a refreshing change from the Orange Bowl.