Wayrin gets 4th in 6kgtd for 450bux!!
December 18, 2009 – 10:26 pmKK<AK AIPF FUCK SHIT FUCKK
-Jelly
My PLO vid w/ Lucky7s
December 13, 2009 – 12:39 pmhttp://www.pineapplewatch.com/movies/jellyme.wmv
just a discussion/viewing video of me playing plo100 6max.
some good stuff ya
HarryHood runs good for September
October 6, 2009 – 9:22 pmincreases bankroll exponentially.
just one of his tourney wins. wat a lucky hoe.
-Jelly
Picture Day: Laser backgrounds included.
July 19, 2009 – 11:11 pmPicture Day: Laser backgrounds included.
bah, just go here- http://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3163534&pagenumber=5#post363489508
Day 11: Jcarver to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am.
July 19, 2009 – 4:04 pmDay 11: Jcarver to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am.
Wednesday, July 8th 2009.
I awoke randomly at 6am. It must have been the Jcarver curse working on me already. I went back to sleep and woke up at 10.30am to get ready for the day. I called up Umike but he didn’t pick up and Jcarver was already eating, so I just grabbed a pizza for breakfast/lunch. I sat next to another guy who was also in the tourney. He was a radiologist from central USA and well whatever.
I got to my table and I scanned it. It was kind of a mix of players but all whiteys. We all sat down and I was getting for the rape of my life. A couple hands in, I raise a hand(66 I think), get called by this old guy “George” and flop a Kxx board. I bet 2k, he minraises, I think for a bit and bring it to 10k. It was a silly move with having no dynamics with him but at the time, whatever I got 95bbs! He flats and turn blanks. He bets and I fold. Later on I 3bet a EP with JJ, he shoves, I call and we have a race of my JJ vs his AQ. xxxxA, fun times. So now I have around 20bb from 95bb within the first level.
I tighten up a lot and my stack kinda rollercoasters around 10bb-25bb. And to add to this, I am just playing god awful. I pretty much turn over my cards whenever I play and disasters keep on coming my way. And before the 3rd level, I do realize that I am playing bad but can’t fix myself completely, which fucks with my mind. Finally dinner break happens and I run out of the room. I meet Umike up for dinner and we eat at Rub’s BBQ. I tell him how bad I’m playing/doing and he gives me a little pep talk thing. After eating and having the break, I start to untilt and calm down more. Unfortunately I would be coming back with around 20bbs instead of more so it was really just push/folding time. So when I come back I actually do play “better” but me winning chips isn’t on how I play rather than the luck of the draw.
Now there is this one guy, 2 to the left of Jcarver, lets call him the Russian. So this Russian was really quiet, and started the day with a decent amount of chips. For the past 4 hours, he hardly played one hand, and then this- The Russian raises 3x utg with 13bb total, and it folds to me. I look at AA and I reraise to 9x. Jcarver folds, and then the Russian instafolds. It blew my mind. And he didn’t even look displeased about having a 10bb stack or anything. More time passes and another hand occurs with the Russian. He is utg+1 and has 2k chips at 4/8h, and ships. Tremendous play. MP1 flats, and button flats as well. I look down at AJo, and think for a bit before reraising to 7k. MP1 flats, and the flop is 9 or 8 high. I had a bit over pot size stack left so I just shove and MP1 folds. Obviously the Russian has AK and holds. Now that I look back at the hand, I probably should have folded preflop just because there was no way I wasn’t crushed by the Russian. O well.
Later on Jcarver’s left is ko’ed and Dfish takes his spot. Well that’s great. Now two people who are pros and are on my immediate left. Thankfully he doesn’t last that long and gets ko’ed in an orbit or two. And to take his place was this other young whitey, who had a huge chipstack. Jcarver talked to him, and found out that he wasn’t a big tournament player, but grinded a lot online. One thing I heard was that he didn’t really want to play the ME and his friends pushed him towards it. The friends didn’t stake him or anything. He also played the 40K, which he mentions oh so casually. So now I still have two pros directly to my left. Sick life.
Then I had Jko 3x mp, jc + utg call. 566 flop, I shove and take it down to have around 25k at 5/1k. Not much happens for a while but then Russian returns to play another hand. Again, he was utg+1 and shoves his 10bbish stack. Folds to me and I reshove. Jcarver tanks for a bit and folds. I flip over Ak and he shows TT. Atx flop, turn q, river blank. I’m soulcrushed over this flop, because not only am I at 10ish-bbs, but because this guy gets there all the time, and it really got to me. I fold for 2 orbits, not getting any cards or spots, and eventually end up with 9.5bb utg with TT. I ship, and the Russian moves his chips in as well. And I know I’m fucked, hard. Folds to BB, who is reluctant to fold, but does. The Russian flips over QQ and I literally explode. The BB then tells me he had AThh and that if the Russian wasn’t in the hand, he would instacall me. Obviously I don’t get there, and the Ace is on the board too. So no matter what I was fucked. Sick life.
I shake the peoples’ hands and I walk over to Umike’s and Stefan’s table to tell them I bustoed. I walk back to my room reminiscing on the terrible day I’ve had. I then go book a flight back home and I was off the next day.
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I’m leaving a good amount of things out just because I forget things. Jcarver did berate me a lot, intentional and unintentionally. I had a lot of live tells, talked too much when I did, and was generally all over the place. I also did a lot of tank tank tank tank tank tank folding when it was opened to me, which I corrected later on. I did play really shitty before dinner break, I blame it on Jcarver. He metagamed me before I was even at the table and welp gg me.
There wasn’t really much one on one action between me and Jcarver dispite what everyone wanted to see/hear. I think we only had one heads up hand, where I raised preflop, he flats in position. Board comes kk7ss, check check, turns 8s, check check, river 9(?)s, I check/fold to his bet. We don’t really fight each other much, as I tend to stay away being out of position and all.
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On the flight home I had an isle seat next to some coloured people.
Day 9/10: Revenge of Day 1.
July 19, 2009 – 4:04 pmDay 9/10: Revenge of Day 1.
Monday/Tuesday, July 6-7 2009.
These two days weren’t very crazy as it was the break for the Day1C&D people. And since everyone was taking it easy too, it was pretty boring. I mostly was online, working on the blog, watching tv, etc. There were only two things that stood out for the days though.
On Monday, after surviving day1 I knew that I had to change up my plans. I scheduled my returning flight and checkout to be on Monday, and I couldn’t just leave my 95bb stack on day2 to get chipped away at. But this also meant I had to call my parents about it, and them being my parents, I knew I wasn’t going to like what I heard. So I call my dad about me not leaving Vegas because I didn’t “lose.” Of course he didn’t like hearing me say that I was staying longer. It would cost more, I would have to cancel my summer courses, and I’d probably get more shit later on when I do actually come home. I told him that I would reschedule the flight, book the hotel, and cancel my classes right after the conversation and he reluctantly agreed. He tried to persuade me not to stay, saying that he only wanted me to go to have “fun” and since I’ve had been there for a week, it was time to come home. He “suggested” that I should come home. Obviously I wasn’t going to go.
Tuesday, the day2b tables were posted on the interents. Lo and behold, I was on a table with Jcarver. And to make matter infinitely worse, he was on my direct left. Mirc/PITR exploded on how I was going to be crushed by Jcarver and how unfortunate I was. And this was after I booked everything and talked to my father, so it just made things worse. Jcarver had a couple thousand chips over me and I was 95bb deep, which meant I was fucked even harder. On a very thinly veiled bright side, no one else on the table was a known. Still, just runbad even when I’m not playing poker.
Day 8: Babby’s first 10k tourney
July 19, 2009 – 4:04 pmDay 8: Babby’s first 10k tourney
Sunday, July 5th 2009.
Woke up at 10am-ish. I had trouble sleeping so I only got around 7hrs of sleep. I got my things and met up with Umike to go eat before the tourney. Because the tourney started at 12pm, and our dinner break was going to be at 4pm, I decided to eat light and only got a slice of cheese pizza while Umike got a Philly Cheesesteak. We still had some time so we headed over to the PokerVT booth where we chatted with Matt and Gary. I was still nervous and I think my stomach was getting the better of me so I rushed to the bathroom to get my colon cleansed.
I walked over to my table to see what I had to do (probably poker, but who knows). I chatted with the dealer while people started shuffling in. Eventually everyone was seated and we all started playing some pokers. My table was surprisingly not full or retards. To my immediate left was a guy named Russel, who had FT’ed a WSOP ME and WPT tourney in the past, so he was better than normal randoms. To my right was just some nitty middle-aged guy, and to his right was William, the guy who played with his feet due to his arms not being useable. He was decent, not very crazy, and played pretty well. The rest of the table was comprised of some young white standard players, and two Asians that were LAG. There were no retards on the table other than me.
We are dealt our first hand and I was utg. I take a look and see 99. I raise and I get 3bet by a whitey in mp. I call and see a king high flop. I bet and he calls, turns blank, and I check/fold. Lost 2.5k. What a first hand. 2 hands later I get 88, where I bet pre, get 2 callers, and cbet to take it down on the flop. I had 2 hands where in one I turned the nut straight and valuebet the river, and the other where I turned 2pair, rivered the boat, and potted it and got called. That including some other rungood, I chipped up to 50k. At that point I start cooling down, and play tight.
After a orbit or so, I’m on button and I figure depending on the action, I could 3bet pre and just take down the pot. CO raises 3x, and I reraise to 9x with t2o. SB thinks for a bit and flats my call and CO calls as well. Well I was pretty much fucked when the JKx board came out, but we all checked it to the turn which was an Ace. They both checked and I bet a small amount, around 1/3 pot and take it down there. SB was sad about folding and says he had 99. With my cards still in my hand, I show the t2o bluff and the table is shocked/surprised.
There was one hand that I fucked up bad. After a couple more hands I pick up KK in LP. One of the asian guys(the better one) raises utg+1 to 750 and it folds to me. I had around 45k+ chips and I figure 3betting here would be good. So I toss out a total of 2.1k chips, but before I toss it into the felt, I say, “Raise, 21 thousand.” I didn’t even catch myself and the person to my left told me my mistake. The table talks about the situation and floor is called. The floor then tells me that oral is binding so I toss out the rest. At this point I’m hoping the Asian guy has some decent hand TT+,aq+ and just reships over me. I look kind of distraught about the whole situation and was hoping he would pick on it and I could break my hands calling him. Unfortunately he didn’t have a hand this time and just mucks. Woulda been a sick angle shoot, but I’m just stupid.
At that point, I was being a really loud and obnoxious guy. I “acted” pretty stupid, but chances were I wasn’t acting. Because it was my first tourney I did ask a lot of noobie questions about live games in general, tournament rules, etc. I hadn’t shown down many hands either, and of the ones I did, they were somewhat marginal hands. My strategy of being “that guy” probably wasn’t the best plan, but I tried it out anyway. I was hoping that the bluff would get some people to play back at me and just spew chips all over.
Unfortunately over time, due to not getting a lot of sleep, and not having much to eat, I started to get really drowsy and unenergetic. The dinner time was also moved to 8pm(?) instead of the original 4pm so getting energy was a problem as well. My stomach was also not agreeing with me which made me very queasy at the table as well. Eventually I could no longer hold the “obnoxious guy” persona and became very quiet and nodded off a lot. Eventually dinner time rolls around and we head over to Gaylord’s Indian Restaurant. Curry + upset stomach = literally exploding. I chose some curry lamb, which was not the spicy kind and actually enjoyed the meal. After finishing up my meal, I left the table to again, cleanse my colon. As I walked to my table, I was rubbing my stomach to make sure the food was going to settle and that I didn’t need to run off to the bathroom every 15minutes when the tourney returned from break. I looked over and saw a female dealer, rubbing her stomach too, but with her other hand, patting her head. I smiled and said “Indian food” and went back to my seat, now secretly rubbing my stomach.
The one Asian guy(LAG with chains & tattoos all over) was probably the most annoyed with me and started playing back at me hard. One hand where he limped utg and called my 4x raise, the board ran out k656x where I had AQ. I had bet flop and turn, and he ch/c’ed those as well. On river, he bets out ½ pot and I fold, thinking that I really only beat bluffs and nothing else. I fold and he shows 78s and I shrug it off because the pot itself wasn’t that huge. A couple orbits later, he raises 3x utg+1. An LP flats, and I reraise to 10x with QQ. Folds to him and he instashoves for around 25bbs. The LP folds and I call. He flips over 9tdd and I was bewildered that he would really think I 3bet that loose (the t2o hand was many hours ago). He doesn’t improve and I take his chips happily.
One of the last hand I was in was when I flatted a2dd on button. 3 to flop, 98x cc. Checks on flop, turn xc. I donk 1/3 pot, 1 caller. River blanks and I reraise to take it down. I finish the night off with 48k chips.
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Overall it was a good day1. I could have had an easier table like Umike did, or I could have been unfortunate enough to be at a table like Derk was in. Honestly it was so sick that he was at a table with urindanger, Adam Junglen, and a handful of supernovas. I wish I finished the day off being an obnoxious guy, but the dinner didn’t help boost my energy so I was still drowsy in the later half. My chip stack was above average and I had survived day1 which was more than I hoped for.
Day 7: AMERICA FUCK YEAH
July 19, 2009 – 4:03 pmDay 7: AMERICA FUCK YEAH
Saturday, July 4th 2009.
Today was awesome! Haha, just kidding. No one was doing anything and no one was in a tourney. So I sat on my ass all day! Toodles~