It looks like the last 6 weeks of 2008 will drive my net win/loss on the year more than the other 46 weeks combined.
After Mexico, we spent 2 nights in Houston. One night (last night) we played $2/$5 NL in the locker room of one of the guy's country clubs. Lots of action, lots of action...
I bought in $200 and cashed out $1,396. We played for about 5 hours, so there were several hands that contributed to the winning, but one stood out.
I got JJ on the button and made it $30 to go. Six of us saw the flop.
Flop came 7,8,T. I had an overpair and a gut shot.
Check, check, check to Wildog who bet $20. Hank called and I made it $300 "all day". Wildog went all-in for my $280 raise plus $216 more. Hank went all-in for his remaining $20. I called $216 into a pot of $1,026 thinking I was beat. Hell, for Wildog to bet like that, he must have had KK, AA or a set. So I am probably needing 6 outs (2 jacks, 4 nines) or a bit less than 4:1 odds, but the pot was paying me 5:1(ish). I had to call, but I *knew* I was behind.
Wildog shows 77 for the set. Hank shows K9 for the straight draw. I now have 5 outs to win the side pot (9,9,9,J,J) and I must get runner runner to win the main pot (because my Jack would also give Hank the straight). Fortunately, the main pot was $270 and the side pot was $972, so I was almost kinda sorta getting the pot odds I needed. I was certainly worse off than I thought when I called.
Turn came Jack. Holy shit. Only one card - a 7 to give Wildog quads - could rob me of the side pot. At the same time, Hank hit the straight for the main pot.... until the river came....which paired the board and gave me boat over a boat over a straight. I pulled in $1,242 for a profit of $696 on that hand. F yeah.
The rest of my $500ish of profit came from hand after hand of me having the best of it, betting it, and my hand holding up. No bad beats that I can recall.
I dumped $300 on one stupid call.
I accepted insurance once (getting better odds than my had dictated, I might add) which gave me $200 I would not have today if I had declined the insurance.
Just one of those candy ass luck nights.
Junell played. He brought a thick bankroll and left with about $12, his dignity and his heterosexuality. McAndrew was giving long odds on him leaving with any of those three. If you had parlayed all three, you could turn $200 into something like $1,396.
Unless I blow north of $4k in the last week of the year, I'll book a winner this year. I'd rather be lucky than good any day.