Posted by Dr Fro 6:45 PM

The Pursuit of Happyness

On Sunday night and Monday night, I cashed out of a poker game with $160. The Sunday game in Dallas was $0.50-$0.50 NLHE with a $50 buy-in, and the Monday game in Houston was $5.00-$5.00 NLHE with an, um, much larger buy-in. Needless to say, Sunday was better than Monday.

Actually, Sunday started out with me grading my football pools, all 4 of which I either won or tied for first. After tiebreakers, I made >$200 on the weekend. Poker netted me $110, and then I lost $10 on the Cowgirls-Giants game (a bet made just to be an asshole).

Monday night in Houston, Junell and I played with his friends. There was a $60 freezeout that he busted out of before I had even entered a pot. I busted out in about 30 minutes when my 99 lost to AQ when the AQ got running diamonds to back-door a flush. I knew it would not be my lucky night since I left my lucky charm in Dallas. I just didn't know how bad of a night it would be.

I played $5-$5 NL and it was a story with three chapters. The first chapter was the first 10 minutes of the game (I call this chapter, "Happyness"), when I won a $515 pot with KK vs AJs. The second chapter (I call this chapter, "Not as good as you think you are")was much longer and was highlighted by two hands with the same basic outcome: my opponent rivered a flush, I put him on a lesser hand, I bet into him and lost a huge pot. The third chapter of the night was when all the good players left and all the bad players sat down. During this chapter (I call this chapter, "Unfortunate"), I just couldn't catch anything, but Junell caught enough to storm back to break-even.

All night long, I got AA, KK, JJ, TT, AK, AKs, etc. Time after time, I got really big hands. Of course, this doesn't guarantee a winning session; it only guarantees that the pots will be big. Big they were. Win, I did not.

My basic problem was putting incorrect reads on hands. My usual strength was my weakness. Most huge pots were against people that just sat down, and I had very little read on these people given the short period of time playing with them. I suspect that Junell, knowing these players, could have made better decisions putting them on hands; he couldn't have made worse decisions.

The one great play I made was a very small bet (a $20 bluff) into a big pot with a board of KKK7. The bet looked like a "come over here and kiss me bet", and everyone folded. A big bet would have been called for sure. Good bet.

A City of two Tales

Two great stories came out of my night in Houston.

The first involves Antonio Esfandiari. His brother was playing there on Monday night. That might be an interesting enough story, but at one point, I looked up at the TV and High Stakes Poker was on. There was Antonio, and lo an behold, his brother was in the background sitting on the couch in the background. He shouted out, "there's my brother....and there's me" When the camera moved to Ted Forrest simultaneous with everyone looking at the TV, he said, "that's right Ted Forrest is my brother." Ted doesn't appear to have much Persian blood, so we all laughed.

The second story involves McAndrew. When Junell went to the can, McAndrew confided in me, "Fro, I've been gay my whole life. I have been 'actively' gay for the past year, and it feels really good." I congratulated him and then cashed out and went home.

4 Comment(s):

Posted by  Anonymous, at 8:18 AM, September 13, 2007  

Why didn't you tell me about McAndew confessing he was gay? I've always known it was true, but he hasn't had the nerve to confide in me yet.

Congrats McAndrew!! Always be true to yourself!

-Junell

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Posted by  Anonymous, at 9:18 AM, September 13, 2007  

That is some funny shit.

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Posted by  Anonymous, at 10:38 AM, September 13, 2007  

I am going to kick Fro in the junk when I see him next. What he didn't add was that he cashed out to go with Junell to the bar "Manhole" for feather night. They both wanted a little slap and tickle before they called it a night.

And then I'm gonna take all his chips with 57o.

On a poker note, big tourney this weekend - 300 buy-in with $10k added to the pot. should be sweet.

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Posted by  Anonymous, at 10:51 AM, September 13, 2007  

True story:

McAndrew and I were walking through the Houston Zoo. We came across the gorillas and after a while McAndrew noticed that the male gorilla had a massive erection.

McAndrew is fascinated by this. He can't bear it any longer and so he reaches into the cage to touch it. The gorilla grabs him, drags him into the cage and mates with him for six hours nonstop.

When he's done, the gorilla throws McAndrew back out of the cage.

We called an ambulance and he was taken away to the hospital. The next day I visited him in the hospital and asked him if he was hurt

"AM I HURT?", he shouted, "Wouldn't you be? He hasn't called, he hasn't written."

True story.

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