Truth be told, I have not been very good at hanging around the house and resting as I was told to do. I've been fishing once and tried to go again today, except the rivers are too swollen with the recent rains.
I thought that might be the case and came prepared. You see, the highway to the river I wanted to hit passes right by the local casino, so I brought three hundo. Just in case.
Now, if I was to have put on my waders instead, getting to the river at dawn would have been part of the plan; and it was, but one slip on a deserted bank would have found me feeding crabs part of my face and hands a few miles further downstream. A losing day at the casino would be a better option, but arriving at 0815 hrs finds an equally empty poker room.
"How long before things get going in here?"
"About nine."
So I fooled around with $20 in the penny slots for a while and checked back occasionally until I saw a table full of white chips. Yeah, I'd play Limit for a bit in hopes of a NL table opening before dinner.
"You gonna play in the tournament?" an older gentleman asked.
"No."
"It's cheap. 40 bucks."
And by the time I got my rack of whites, the table broke for said tourney, so I bought in.
The levels were 20 minutes, 3K in chips, 25/50 to start. By the end of the first level I was short stack on the table. AK and JJ didn't cooperate, loosing both to the same codger. Yet, by the fourth level I had a well above average stack and he was gone. AA and QQ held up nicely, as did some well-timed aggression. And so it went until the final table. I did manage to make the bubble (4th) and jammed with my three big blinds from the big blind with deuces. (The first time I was able to actually defend my blinds.) Spades. Nice hand, sir.
Oh well.
Truth be told, I had a couple cups of joe beforehand. And, having not had any for a while, let me tell you I noticed a difference. I was wired for sound when I first sat down. And then I remembered my little tin with gum, Immodium and Thumper pills. I was chomping the gum, I was plugged up for the time being, and by the second level I was as cool as the seasoned pro.
So, I would like to dedicate this post to beta blockers.
All the young guns go with ADD meds when playing.
ReplyDeleteWe, the more mature crowd, prefer beta blockers.
Good job on the tournament even though you bubbled.
ReplyDeletepasses right by the local casino, so I brought three hundo. Just in case.
A prepared man is a wise man.
Ken - I wonder what would happen if one were to mix and match.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mojo. I thought of you often while playing. I wanted to make you proud of this cash player!
Wow -- sounds like you were a card rack in the tournament. And you know what -- any poker is better than no poker at all.
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