Way to Go, Dutch! (Dawn)

“No, it’s quarter/quarter blinds, but it plays like quarter/fifty cents” –Fisch

Wow, so so so much fun tonight. And I’m still down twenty bucks, so it’s not the winning.
We had a good old fashioned low stakes NLHE game. In attendance were phantommut, Alceste, F-train, Mary, Bri and I. Fisch, Karol and Ari joined later.
We were a little lost without our usual bullies, but F-train, Phantom and Mary quickly picked up the slack.
“Dammit! At least when SIF and Fisch are here, I know who to be scared of --- now the danger is all over the place!” I said.
I lost half my first buy-in to F-train, when I min raised him with top pair and he moved all-in…I should have probably just called his original bet and hope for trips…but what’re you gonna do. I needed to find out where I was.
I then pushed all-in with my last $9 with tens, only to be called by Phantom’s Jacks.
He then made a full house on the river, just for good measure.
Rebuy!
I lost that one when I called F-train’s raise from the button with Q8, turned two pair, but Phantom made a straight.
I lost my third buy-in when I had trip Kings and Phantom made a boat.
See a pattern? I go to work, my employer pays me a check, and I cash it and give it to Phantom $20 at a time.
"Dude...what are you doing? Are you allergic to chips," F-train said, as I went to rebuy for the third time.
"No. I don't take it seriously till the third rebuy!"
Plus, with Phantom calling to let his wife know that he's walked the dog, vacuumed the floors and made the beds, Bri worried that his wife was going to kill him for playing poker and F-train concerned about what the sugar content in Snapple was going to do to his hips...I was very worried about all the falling gigantic beer cans smashing through my ceiling to crush them.
How can I focus under those circumstances.
On another hand, Phantom flopped Broadway, and bet $10 dollars into the $1 pot. I thought he had flopped top two or top pair, so I told him he bet too much.
"Well, there was a flush draw out there," he defended.
"Hey, he's knows rule #45," F-train said.
"Oh..wait..what..he flopped a straight?? Oh my Gosh! Good move, good move. You should have just gone all-in for the whole seventy dollars to make sure...whew!"
Good IHO reader!
As we played, we watched the NLHE event where Dutch won his bracelet.
F-train coined my new favorite phrase when he cracked Bri’s pocket jacks when 84 off when he made trip eights on the river.
“Way to go, Dutch!” he said shooting his arms in the air.
I laughed so hard, it was like Chugarte was at the game.
For the rest of the night, my neighbors could hear our cheer echoing through the halls.
Bri pushes all-in after there has been a raise, a re-raise and three calls with pocket threes?
Well, after he is called by Phantom’s pocket Kings and flops QUAD threes – well…
WAY TO GO, DUTCH!
Followed by the more well known “Dems quads beetches!”
I got my own 'Way to Go, Dutch' when I moved in with AJ and Alceste called with AQ and we ended up chopping!
All hail the Dutch!
But I was still down.
“Man, when’s Fisch getting here?”
Every time I play with Fisch, he decides to move in on me with some ridiculous overbet bluff on the river. He then mucks and says “I keep forgetting. You can’t bluff a calling station.”
Of course, in the run up to tonight, he swore he was never bluffing me again.
“Ha! I’ve practiced calling you, Fisch. Wanna hear? It goes like this: ‘Gimme your money, Fisch’ and then I push in my call.”
I vowed to fold until he got there, only to get stupid Kings and be forced to get sucked out on. And stacked.
“What happened to waiting till Fisch got here,” Ari taunted.
Shut it!!!
Fisch called from downstairs and I was sooo happy!
“Yay! Good. I need my Fisch injection!”
“Whoa…Dawn…how do you get this money from Fisch…is it in poker or does he just leave it on the nightstand.”
“Shut the hell up, F-train.”
Sure enough, I won like ten bucks on the first hand I played with Fisch, when I called his bet with middle pair and rivered a second pair to beat his top pair Kings.
Say it with me: Way to go, Dutch!
And then the money hand.
Fisch raised to $1.50, I raise to $4, he then re-raises to $15 and I move in…he calls for $11 more.
I have AA he has AdKd.
“God! Give me a straight!”
He does get the straight draw.
But my aces hold up!
YAY!!!
“Man, I love when Fisch gets here!”
“What? I’m not bluffing you…first you sucked out on my Kings and then you had the one hand that killed my AK of diamonds…I’d play those hands the same way.”
Eh, who still has those sweet, sweet Fisch chips? Me!
Don’t feel too bad for Fisch though. He cracked Ari’s pocket kings with Q3 and got Alceste to pay him off on a turned low flush.
Ohh, speaking of flushes!
I am heads up with F-train.
He raised from the button, I min raised and he called.
“I’ll see you Tilty McTilteron.”
Flop comes ten high all spades.
I have AsTc.
I bet, he calls.
A fourth spade comes on the turn and I say:
“That’s me. I win.”
“Oh yeah? Ok…I put you all-in.”
He says it so confidently, that I scan for straight flushes…seeing none and confirming that the board has not paired, I know I have the nuts and call.
“I have the king high flush,” he says showing Ks6s – a classic Le Dawn (“You named it, but I made it French” –Karol)
“I have the ace.”
“Fuck you….aarrggghhh…I flopped it!”
“Well, why are you calling my raises with K6!”
“It was a dooolaaarrrr!”
“And now who is Tilty McTilterton?”
Karol got there at about 1…I’m pretty sure she was drunk, cause she took like eighteen more chips than she was supposed to when she bought in.
I then doubled up F-train when I called his all-in with QJ and he paired his AK. I then doubled him up again when I had QQ against his AQ and he flopped an ace.
“Well, I got my money in with the best of it….that’s all you can do in poker.”
“Ha! And where do you go to cash in your Sklansky dollars?” he mocked.
“Way to go, Dutch.”
Ah yes, No Limit, good friends, good times AND a new catchphrase…could it be any better?
Well, I suppose I could not be down twenty bucks.
Uh…I’ll get those bastards next week.