You've just been offered $129,000 for a silver case with a big number on the outside and an amount of money ranging from a penny to a million dollars on the inside.
$129,000 is more than you've ever made in your life. It will solve every money problem you currently have. The bills will all be paid. The car will be yours. You can travel, you can treat your friends and family and you can gamble worry-free.
And you say, "No."More in this Poker Blog! -->
When you walk in through the sliding glass doors, there are some women on the couch watching "Deal or No Deal" on a 64 square foot projection screen that doubles as one of the house's interior walls. To any observer who has driven through a foggy night, down an construction-crowded interstate, and then down a long, dark, unpaved driveway, this would seem like an ordinary rural house. Though the dozen or so vehicles parked in the back field might be a tip-off, the casual onlooker would only be guessing at what was going on behind the hollow wooden door to his right.More in this Poker Blog! -->
Poker is like baseball. I've always wanted to be good at baseball. I'm just fast, strong, and talented enough to compete... at poker. The good news is either sport is accesible to the fat and lazy. I've given up my dream of being Steve Guttenberg. Now I'm the John Kruk of poker and dammit I'm looking for food.More in this Poker Blog! -->
A few days ago, I asked, "Who the f#$% is Aaron Brown?" Well, Mr. Brown has responded. As i expected, his quote may have been taken somewhat out of context. Or, more to the point, it's impossible for him to explain what he means in just the sentence the writer of the article allowed.
So, since I bet more people will read me than that New York Times rag, I'm going to reprint Mr. Brown's comment from my previous post below. I still don't entirely agree with the premise (and I may respond at some point), but at least it's explained more fully. Enjoy!More in this Poker Blog! -->
I played like crap on Wendesday. Blood and I have been hitting this underground game with a fairly competent dealer and a good atmosphere. In the previous two trips there I'd won about a buyin and broken EXACTLY even. This time I was in no mood to play, and it showed. I've been playing pretty bad poker the last few times and, as he drove me home, I tried to figure it out with Mr. Blood.More in this Poker Blog! -->
From tonight's WWdN on Poker Stars
Holding the hammer in early position, I smartly raise from T50 to T175. Beck decides to unwisely reraise to T450. Naturally, I push my T1360.
"well, here goes the tournament," Beck says after calling.
I show my powerful hand and Beck shows the lowly Big Slick. It wasn't even suited!
"HAMMER!" respected actor Wil Wheaton exclaimed.
"knew it," Beck said, resignation evident in his key strokes.
The PokerStars dealer laid out the cards: 2h 5d Tc.
The PokerStars dealer laid out the next card: Ad.
"oof," alan said, apparently unaware the hand was not yet over.
The PokerStars dealer laid out the river: 2c.
"suckout!" team PokerStars member Wil Wheaton exclaimed, followed by alan's, "wow," and then Beck's, "knew it." Finally, Stand By Me's Gordie yelled, "RESUCK."
The final word goes to the teen actor shot dead by terrorists in the classic flick, Toy Soldiers, "in an empty room in las vegas, phil hellmuth just felt a serious disturbance in the force."
If you're going to wield the hammer, respect its power. (Oh, and I was at the Playboy Mansion... happy April?)
From the one and only Blogfather we get this gem from an article in the New York Times on poker:
"The minute you make it a tournament meant to bankrupt someone else then it isn't poker anymore," said Aaron Brown, an executive director at Morgan Stanley and the author of a new poker book, "The Poker Face of Wall Street." "It's the same difference between being a career singer and being on 'American Idol.' Tournament play may be great entertainment, but it's not poker."
Come again? Tournament poker isn't poker because it's meant to bankrupt someone else? Does this guy believe Phil Ivey wants you to keep your money in the ring games?
Am I reading this wrong or is this guy crazy? (By the way, it's an interesting article if you haven't read the whole thing.)
I tried to get the itch back today.
I knew there would be some overlays in some of the day's biggest tournament so I figured I'd risk large chunks of my bankroll in an effort to get back in the MTT groove.
Raise your hand if you think that's a good idea?
Tonight it all ended during EasyCure's charity tournament when I got all my chips in preflop with KK vs. SoxLover's AK. I suppose my first mistake was being ahead. My second was suggesting in chat before I called that his Aces were gonna knock me out. The Ace on the river did.
And I was really hoping to impress the one and only Poker Babe with my advanced play. So much for that.More in this Poker Blog! -->
[Updated with the sad, sad results. Apparently agreement with BG isn't the best thing.]
I feel bad because I owe you all a couple more Playboy Mansion posts. I've really been slacking here at Up for Poker, so I vow to get back on track.
But speaking of tracks... I've been working on the Saturday card at Tampa Bay Downs. BG says there are some really obvious favorites in about 2/3 of the races. I guess we'll see how much I know if my picks match his. Without further ado, here they are (TOP CHOICE listed first):More in this Poker Blog! -->
It was summertime, the time in South Carolina when the nights were as hot as Minnesota days and mosquitoes battled the bats for midnight snacks. It was a time before ceramic chips and thousands of dollars would sit on the table in the G-Vegas poker games. Back in those days, the days where the entire room's bankroll couldn't buy a home computer, we played in my garage. Lawnmower gasoline fumes hung in the air and mingled with the stale beer and liquor smells. We played on K-Mart-bought folding table-toppers and my 11.5 gram eBay chips were the envy of the G-Vegas circuit.
It was on one of those nights, then a pricey $20-buy-in event, that Shep brought his son to the game.More in this Poker Blog! -->
In some ways, all hospitals are the same. The hallways lit by flourescent bulbs that are just dim enough to take the edge off of the cute Garfield scrubs on the overweight nurse behind the counter. I had to drive fast to get to Intensive Care in time for visiting hours which ended at 2:00. By the time I got there, Garfield the jolly nurse was ready to walk me to another wing. My dad was transfered to a standard room.
The good news starts there.More in this Poker Blog! -->
Hello kids, I'm back at work and ready to blog. Here's a quick peek at what keeps us busy these days.More in this Poker Blog! -->
Oh, sure. You've pulled a long poker session. You've done the 13-hour binge in the cash games. Your ass is leather. Your back is a mess of knots and monkey fists. Your mind is wandering from how much the guy next to you stinks to...if that dealer would just undo just one more button on her shirt. Damn, it's on me? I raise.
Or maybe, just maybe, you are the potentate of concentrate. Maybe you've sat and played the perfect session--not too long--but every move, ever riffle of chips, every glance from the corner or your eye is so calculated, the world's biggest abacus would never be able to figure out how you reached...the...perfect...conclusion.
Yeah, we're all perfect. We all have pleather asses and perfect concentration for as long as we want.
And where is the damned waiter?More in this Poker Blog! -->
I appreciate the efforts of my co-bloggers her to try and save me from my secret shame.
It's time I come clean.
I AM POKER CHAMP.
I am Poker Champ.
And I can prove it. LOL.
(Otis edit: Buncha people taking credit for my work pisses me off. How the hell else was I going to play on Stars without becoming the Champ?)
I do my best to not overly pimp my employer here, but I fear a lot of talented poker bloggers are missing out on a cool opportunity. So, as you all sign up for Iggy's WPBT WSOP satellite tonight, I invite you to come play in a cool +EV event on PokerStars (if I failed to mention...it's free).More in this Poker Blog! -->
We're sending bloggers back to the World Series of Poker. It was, perhaps, the biggest thing we accomplished last year. I think we sent 3 or 4 people last year, and I'm hoping we do even more this year. It's only $30, and even if you lose, you'll have the satisfaction of seeing one of our community taking their shot at a bracelet!
What: WPBT WSOP Satellite #2
When: Monday, April 3rd @ 9PM EST
Where: Poker Stars
Tournament #: 21868191 (see private tourney tab)
Buy-in: $30 +3
Format: NL freezeout
Restrictions: Bloggers only
Get in the game!
So this evening I've settled in to watch one of two SEC teams play in the final four. It's my lunch break after the 6. The wife says, "Your mom called, she's really worried about the rift among poker bloggers. She says you seemed like you were in a bad mood last time she called and she wonders if that's the reason. Is everything OK?"
Now, I hate drama. I liked "Million Dollar Baby" because it had girls punching one another which is GREAT TV, but I could do without all the weepy crap. That said, I'm amazed by this April Fools.
You see, Blood and I had a beer at Beef O'Bradys. That's the name of a bar. It's not a gay bar as far as we know, but the name makes you wonder. Anyway, we hatched that silly scam to fool our internet brothers. I was worried when I set the story at Mark's game because I know many of those players read our blogs and I figgered they'd ruin the joke.
To my surprise, none of the internet brothers (and sisters) were fooled. THE PEOPLE AT THE GAME, HOWEVER, BOUGHT THE WHOLE THING. This makes me wonder if I've wasted a lot of time trying to disguise my tells against them, when they were all able to easily believe that they misssed a fist fight between me and Otis.
But, I digress, I can't believe concern over "a rift among poker bloggers" has cropped up in my MOTHER'S calls.
Jesus.More in this Poker Blog! -->
Naughty girls have more fun!
It's on my T-shirt and as good of a credo to live by as any. Of course, when you're going to class all week and spending the rest of your time in front of a computer pokering, you don't get too much time to be naughty. But I try!
I just got another "A", this time in my Advanced Concepts of Adult Health course. Now as long as I can score that A in my Molecular Biology of the Cell, I'll have a 4.0 for the semester.
Dammit! I knew he hit that flush on the river. But I can't really lay down top set. Grinding out my bonus on Absolute Poker is tough.
Maybe I shouldn't be playing poker, blogging and completing an online test all at the same time. I think SK worries I spend too much time in front of a computer, but when we get to celebrate all of my outstanding grades, she doesn't mind so much.
Ooooh, I just flopped the nut straight. Now if these boys just stick around long enough, I should get back up for the day. I suppose focusing on this test would be a better idea, but this one is pretty easy. I made a 100 on the last test in this course, so I'm not worried so much. Besides how hard is it to bet the nuts? (I just wish I had the nuts more often.)
Uh oh, SK is here. I guess I should finish this test and get moving. We're celebrating my A in Anatomy and Physiology. I'm wearing the nurse outfit I just bought, I think SK likes it.
Sorry boys, told you naughty girls have more fun!