Revenge of the Bubble Boy (Dawn)
"Oh, you probably didn't know that my other nickname was Herpes...cause whenever you think you've gotten rid of me, I come back." -Poker Junkie
On Saturday, we had our second game in honor of a visiting poker blogger. Unfortunately, for Poker Junkie, the Crackhouse game was a mere shell of its former self. We only had two of the regulars by the time we started, though Karol made it about 20 minutes later. It was our first eight person tournament, so the prize pool was pretty small.
I hang my head in shame and profusely apologize for making the -EV trip even more negative. Although, factor in the price of seeing half of Talladega Nights and maybe we come close to even money? Maybe? Sorta?
Sigh.
But onto the game: we had a couple of friends of the world famous comedian Charles Star in attendance, they graciously brought more beer with them than I will ever know what to do with....I'm guessing it's almost time for Dawn's world famous come to my house and drink my beer parties. Mary, Alceste, Karol, Poker Junkie and our only black guy.
The black guy jumped out to a huge lead early with aggressive betting...he then lost it after he had to turn over his hand the first time and everyone was like "wha-- he called a raise with K3?"
He was our only rebuy, since my co-blogger decided she's got a no rebuy policy and left after busting in the second round.
Karol has a funny hand against Poker Junkie. He raised, she reraised and he moved in and she called, he took a hard gulp and started reaching for his rebuy money, when he saw that his 33 was up against her JJ.
I started chanting for the three and it came on the turn! Karol glared at me.
"What? He's our guest...come on...admit it, you're glad he won."
She continued to glare.
We played five handed for a very long time, but in a tourney that ended up paying three places, with four of us left, Mary took her OJ up against Alceste's AK.
"Don't worry," I assured her, 'Alceste is always the bubble boy."
Except, he hit his ace and his King and she didn't catch the ten.
She was out.
"yeah, well, I'm always bubble girl," she sighed.
She and poker junkie very awesomely decided to deal the rest of the tourney.
With me, Alceste and Simon remaining, there was a very funny hand where the flop was
T T K
The turn was a four, which also brought a flush.
The river was a 3.
I was in the BB with an ace that I was playing sneakily and was waiting to pounce on anyone who tried to bet at this pot.
No one took the bait and it checked around on every street.
I very sheepishly said "I have an ace," going to scoop the pot, when Alceste, even more sheepishly says "I have a fullhouse," and turned over pocket fours.
I laughed so hard. And then I pointed. And laughed some more.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA...you had a fullhouse and made no money! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA."
Um...who told me to do that?
Stupid stupid stupid don't poke at sleeping lion Dawn...
Alceste then spent the next twenty minutes abusing his way to commanding chip leader. I ended up on the short stack and finally busted out third with A$ vs. Simon's AT.
Alceste then dispatched of Simon in a record three hands and took down his first ever IHO tournament!
On Saturday, we had our second game in honor of a visiting poker blogger. Unfortunately, for Poker Junkie, the Crackhouse game was a mere shell of its former self. We only had two of the regulars by the time we started, though Karol made it about 20 minutes later. It was our first eight person tournament, so the prize pool was pretty small.
I hang my head in shame and profusely apologize for making the -EV trip even more negative. Although, factor in the price of seeing half of Talladega Nights and maybe we come close to even money? Maybe? Sorta?
Sigh.
But onto the game: we had a couple of friends of the world famous comedian Charles Star in attendance, they graciously brought more beer with them than I will ever know what to do with....I'm guessing it's almost time for Dawn's world famous come to my house and drink my beer parties. Mary, Alceste, Karol, Poker Junkie and our only black guy.
The black guy jumped out to a huge lead early with aggressive betting...he then lost it after he had to turn over his hand the first time and everyone was like "wha-- he called a raise with K3?"
He was our only rebuy, since my co-blogger decided she's got a no rebuy policy and left after busting in the second round.
Karol has a funny hand against Poker Junkie. He raised, she reraised and he moved in and she called, he took a hard gulp and started reaching for his rebuy money, when he saw that his 33 was up against her JJ.
I started chanting for the three and it came on the turn! Karol glared at me.
"What? He's our guest...come on...admit it, you're glad he won."
She continued to glare.
We played five handed for a very long time, but in a tourney that ended up paying three places, with four of us left, Mary took her OJ up against Alceste's AK.
"Don't worry," I assured her, 'Alceste is always the bubble boy."
Except, he hit his ace and his King and she didn't catch the ten.
She was out.
"yeah, well, I'm always bubble girl," she sighed.
She and poker junkie very awesomely decided to deal the rest of the tourney.
With me, Alceste and Simon remaining, there was a very funny hand where the flop was
T T K
The turn was a four, which also brought a flush.
The river was a 3.
I was in the BB with an ace that I was playing sneakily and was waiting to pounce on anyone who tried to bet at this pot.
No one took the bait and it checked around on every street.
I very sheepishly said "I have an ace," going to scoop the pot, when Alceste, even more sheepishly says "I have a fullhouse," and turned over pocket fours.
I laughed so hard. And then I pointed. And laughed some more.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA...you had a fullhouse and made no money! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA."
Um...who told me to do that?
Stupid stupid stupid don't poke at sleeping lion Dawn...
Alceste then spent the next twenty minutes abusing his way to commanding chip leader. I ended up on the short stack and finally busted out third with A$ vs. Simon's AT.
Alceste then dispatched of Simon in a record three hands and took down his first ever IHO tournament!
posted by Dawn Summers at 12:23 PM
3 Comments:
The continuation of that nickname stories, was a few months ago, I was in a meeting with my co-workers and we were discussing nicknames and how we got them. I blurted out, “Mike Arnold gave me herpes.”
You know, it really did take the fourth mocking to make me emerge from the poker stupor and change gears. (Cheers!) Simon seemed really hesitant to bet at me after that hand though.
I just couldn't believe how bad they let you walk over them. I wanted to snatch those cards from one of them and just push back.
But then it would have been my 33 vs your JJ. And without the evil that is Karol, I don't think I could turn that 3 again :)
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