Heads Up Challenge IIIIII
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Hey y'all! How's everyone doing today? Yeah. Me, not so great. Busy as shit, I've got a slew of things to do over the next two weeks. Every once in a while the planets will allign, and I'll have about 4 cases coming to head at the same time. Well, get in line Uranus, cause I'm buried.
Unfortuantely, when I get like this, my mood turns to shit. I'm pretty much a chick on PMS, snapping at inappropriate targets and craving chocolate. Just to be safe, I stuck a Kotex pad in my drawers. I may not have a bleeding axe wound, but at least it allows me to work and urinate at the same time. Super absorbant!
In my PMS'y mood, I decided to play the Mookie last night. I may be in a state of mental and emotional turmoil, but my poker game was dead on until about 5 minutes before the last hand. By then, we were down to a 3 or so tables, and I was at an above-average stack. I looked over at the clock and realized it was 12:30am. I had to come to work early this morning and early the morning before, so I was exhausted AND I wouldn't be getting a full night's sleep anyway. When I saw the clock and the amount of players, my heart sank. I just couldn't do it. I always advocate that you should not enter a tournament you cannot finish, but I just assumed that the Mook would be done in under 4 hours.
With a sense of anxiety, I continued to play, doing the math in my head about the probable amount of sleep I would get if I play the entire tournament. And then I found my out. With AKo, I decided to raise. Before I could do that, though, another player raised to about 1,300, which was probably around pot. I decided to push all-in over the top for about 9k total. He called with KK, and I lost. I felt a simultaneous feeling of relief and disappointment: relief, in that I didn't have to worry about staying up; disappointment in that I really felt like I was playing well. But playing well doesn't count for shit if you are going to blow up near the end. I took my consolation prize, namely, my bed, and called it a night.
Today has been manic, but coming into the later hours, I'm back on track. I'll be working this weekend, but they'll also be a lot of poker. Saturday night is the I Had Outs Tournament of Champions! Amazingly, I am one of the few players to win multiple events in the monthly tournament series, so I have a slight advantage, an extra rebuy or two (I have to see how often I cashed). The next day, I have brunch for my pop's birthday, followed by cash games at the Wall Street Game. I may be unable to win at the WSG, but I love the company...even if I have to pay for it.
Before I go, I'd like to announce something near and dear to my heart. Many moons ago, I held the Heads-Up Challenge amongst eight or so bloggers as a means to get more HU experience and have some fun. In its last incarnation, HUC5, Fuel55 took over the helm and raised the stakes to a $30 buy-in. This year, RecessRampage has been duped into being the Commissioner, so head on over to his site or the HUC blog to get more details. Here is a bare-bones explanation of how it will work.
You send $30 to RecessRampage. RecessRampage prepares brackets. You have 5 days to arrange and play your bracket competitor. I believe each round will be Best of 3 or Best of 5 or something similar. You can choose whatever stakes you want for the bracket matches, as long as you defer to the cheaper of the two players. It's about the HU poker, not the HU stakes. Once you have completed your bracket, the other guy will email RR telling RR that he won, since you lost because you suck. Or hey, maybe you suckout enough and you win, in which case, you email RR. Once the first round is done, the second round will be set up and played within x amount of days. And so on. Top spots get part of the prizepool made up of the $30 entry fees. Winner gets to claim that he is the best poker player ever because he beat a bunch of hack writers in a sloppy HU tournament. Sounds good? Now get transfering.
Until next time, make mine poker!
posted by Jordan @ 4:52 PM,
