katothedon — Fri, 08/07/2009 - 14:37
luv dat quote mudcreek, reminds me of the odyssey. and pucky, lmao. dont ya luv it when u play flawless poker for 2 or 3 hrs, reading a calling station like a dirty mag, set a perfect trap for all of your chips to make a massive stack, knowing they gonna call, salivating for them to call, so they call and its even better than u imagined, u get a boner on how sweet your move was and how big your stack is gonna be, and then the poker gods take a dump on your 90 percent fav and its back to the drawing board, only to relive the same nightmare in the next one. makes me wanna go achilles on dem dealers, send em down to hades, let em marinate in da depths of tartarus for a couple eternities.
Mudcreek — Sat, 08/08/2009 - 02:10
Kato, man you are a'preaching to the choir. That very situation happened to me last night. Now I'm a pretty even tempered guy, but it kind'a left me feeling like a pound of overcooked bacon in the skillet. To say the least I was hotter than Pam Anderson's mini-pad. Gather and surmise my brethren, for a tale of deeds heroic and brave shall I unwind. There I was, in my Laz-E-Boy, eating cheeto's and guzzlin' root beer in my pajamas. I was working that mouse like a montana fly fisherman when this world class, trout sized guppy started stalking the lure. I had played off bout $1800 like a retarded Cro-Magnon. It was PSO $2000, we were at level 7, 200/400, 50 ante, I was in the 3 hole nursing a $6650 stack with Ah Jh. My intended victim was sitting on $20,775 in the 6 slot after pushing at least 5 times in 20 minutes. I'm tellin' ya it was like watchin' a Godzilla movie. He was swiping ante's and blinds like Grant took Richmond. Plus, he had sucked out on a couple of hands so hard he probably won't have to vacumn his carpet for a week. There were 27 out of 53 starters left, when fortune smiled at me. The fish had the button, positions 7 & 8 are in the blinds, #9 folds, #10 calls the blind, 1 & 2 fold, then Ol'Mud is up, I pump the pot with a $925 raise, #4 & #5 fold, Then, just as sure as the tide, #6 calls. Then to sweeten the deal the little and big blinds both called. I wasn't exactly salivating, I mean this is for skill points not benjamins, but I did feel a bit of swelling begin to occur. Had this been for cash dollars, I'd a been drooling out both sides of my mouth. Besides,man, pride and bragging rights can be powerful motivators. I hadn't seen pot odds like that since the first Bush administration. But it gets better. The flop comes 2d Ad 9c, and all is well. Now what would you do? Exactly what I did would be my wager. I get two checks in front, so I bring it for $2800, after a moments hesitation Guppy calls, then it's just him and me. The turn is Js and I pushed my remaining $2875, satisfied in the knowledge that this boy is about to get a man sized poker lesson from Mudcreek hisself. He shows Qd 7d and I am about to bust with self satisfaction when out comes the Five of Diamonds. Son, I come outta my Laz-E-Boy screaming. Spit and cheeto's went all over the screen of my mac display. Son, it looked like a modern art masterpiece that would'a made Picasso proud. I devolved at that point from a pretend caveman to a full blown pre-sapient knuckle dragger. Hector!! Yea, standing outside the gates of Troy indeed. After I had cooled off, I kinda felt more like Odysseus on the island of the Laestrygonians. " I had the presence of mind to cut away the hawser with my sword, and urged my men to row for their lives." I think of that because Odysseus and the guys, after getting away from the cannibals found an island of beautiful women. You get where I'm going with this? The sooner you cut away, the sooner you get to the next best thing, my brother. Just a little something to think about from your Ol' buddy Mudcreek.
By the way Kato, Thanks for taking the time out to drop me a line. I'll see ya in the middle.
And google The Illiad if you get a break in the action.