Session No. 81 Capitol Friday Night (2/1)

9/18-Kill: TP = -$400 TT: 5 Hrs
4/8-Kill: TP = -$175 TT: 6 hrs

Yeah, not a good night whatsoever. Maybe I need to start talking about when I run bad, because not talking about it hasn't worked lately. My friends keep telling me about days where they run horrible and lose $40...that's not running horrible. Running horrible is having absolutely zero of your premium pairs hold in the biggest game you regularly play. Trust me, I'm more than rolled for 9/18, so this isn't a big deal, but what the fuck?

Aces in the SB (seat 1). This is maybe my eighth hand at the table? Limped in maybe three spots, I raise, BB and limpers call. I bet a QJ9 flop and don't get raised, two callers I think. Turn is a ten. Now there is this promotion where if the "Super Bad Beat Jackpot" is over $100k, you get $35 for having Aces cracked. If you're doing the math at home, the turn and river costs $36 in a 9/18 game (if you have to one bet each street), so I decided to turn my hand into a bluff catcher. Checks to the button who bets, I call, other player folds. River is a blank, I check, he bets, I call...he shows K5 of clubs (no clubs on the flop) and rakes it in. Wow. Yay.

Very next hand, I'm OTB with two black Kings. Limped in three spots, I raise (obv this looks like a steam raise as I'm collecting my $35 from showing down my cracked aces) and get called by the BB and the limpers.

Flop was blech...maybe 578 rainbow. BB Bets out, call, tard in seat 8 raises (I've played with him before and he is absolutely terrible), Cutoff (button last hand) folds, I 3-bet, BB calls all-in, other caller ends up folding, tard calls. We're now HU for a sidepot.

Turn: A:c:

This puts a club flush draw out. Tard checks, I bet, he calls.

River: 6:c:

Tard donk-bets into me. Ugh...you gotta be joking. I begrudginly fold and seat 8 shows J9 for a straight. I remember BB saying "I need a miracle" right before the river card came out, then when the six came he let out a "oh wow that might work..." Turns out BB had 66 and was open-ended...and that means set 8 had two outs. So yeah, terrible start to my session.

Suprisingly I was able to laugh it off. I remember sitting there with a smirk talking to seat two and just looking like "meh whatever, it happens." Fast forward a couple orbits, and I get Kings (heart/club) in the Cutoff.

One limper UTG, folds to the Hijack (seat 1) who raises. I 3-bet from Seat 2 (guy in seat 2 left for the night), so I slid over to seat 2 maybe an orbit before this hand. I liked my move to seat two for a couple reasons. First off, I love the view you get from seat 2. Secondly, you get position on a new player whose game you probably won't know, and lastly, the number one seat is unlucky. Okay, just kidding about that last part, I'm actually not superstitious about seat changes, lucky chips, or even wearing the same clothes everyday (I'm just lazy and don't feel like changing). K, back to the hand:

I 3-bet, button folds, and the small-blind (seat 3) looks at me with this "now wtf and I supposed to do?!" look. "I Guess I call" he says. UTG limper calls, and the hijack just calls.

Flop: J:d:8:d:4:d:

Fantastic. Checks to me, I bet, SB raises, two folds, I call. Small-blind was a pretty straightfoward player, so I figured he either had a set, TP with the Ace of diamonds, or just the Ace of diamonds. I didn't think he had the flush yet, so I was going to call and evaluate my turn card.

Turn: 3:d:

Yuck. He bets out, and I tank for a few seconds, check back to my cards like a donk just to make absolutely sure I don't have the K:d:, and muck my hand. He shows me a set of Jacks (no diamonds obv) and he asks "you didn't fold a diamond did you?" I remember laughing and saying, "fold a whaaaaaaat?" Omg someone kill me now.

Don't worry, nights not over. From there I proceeded to lose with Queens vs. K8, Jacks twice, and then this wonderfully awesome hand comes up.

I guess I'm somewhere in the final hours of my 9/18 session. The game looks ready to break as it has rocked up a tiny bit, with two regulars habitually taking smoke breaks and dropping their white chips ($100) at Pai Gow. I can tell players are getting sick of playing 7-handed and the game is coming to a breaking point. At this point the Superdonk is sitting down at the 4/8-Kill game (I signed his ass up somewhere around 11:30pm, he gets there around 1am and is seated five minutes later...you're welcome fucker), I'm stuck at least a rack of $3 chips, and I'm sixth or so on the waiting list for the kill-game that has 30 people on the list behind me (for two tables). Needless to say, I'm looking for a hand to finally hold...

So 9-handed, I'm UTG, and I peek at my first card as it's dealt to me and I see the K:c:. I look around and start counting. Hey, everyone's seated and is getting dealt in...give me a big card to go with this King. I squeeze out an A:c: and proceed to slide six rainbow chips in the pot. I get cold-called in four of the next six spots, sb folds, and BB jokingly pushes his ~12 or so chip towards the pot (pretending to go all-in blind). He instead looks at J:h:9:h: and then 3-bets it. Awesome. I cap it and we see a capped six-ways pre-flop flop of...

Flop: J:c:9:c:6:d:

Wow. BB is all-in at this point and I'm first to act, so I bet and get called by three of my four opponents.

Turn: 7:h:

I dunno...I'm trying to remember the board...and I'm not sure what the turn card was. It did put a possible straight out there, but I bet anyway. At this point I'm just trying to free up some outs and maybe get someone to fold a hand that might not make my Ace or King outs good. No dice as all three players call my turn bet. Club! Club dammit!

River: 4:d:

Whiiiiiiffffffffffffffff....I check, checks around. I show AK-high, get a couple of "oooohs and ahhhs" about my missed flush draws, Button shows J;d:5:d: and says "hey my hand is good!" He rakes the side pot and the BB rakes the much bigger main pot with top two. Wow...if this was 4/8-Kill at Cache...I woulda turned the nut-flush and gotten raised and re-raised :)

Anyway...I was pretty sure I wouldn't blog about this session, but I guess I was wrong. Who knew talking about beats could be so much fun?! Bhahahaha yada yada yada yada bahahhahahaa. Don't mind us, we're just going crazy. How in the fuck did I only drop $400 is what I'm wondering (a couple big pots out of the blinds and some overall good play IMO). Yeah I'm patting myself on the back, so what?

Oh, playing 4/8-Kill might have been a mistake, but I think I played pretty well over there. Big pairs sucked ass just as much there as they did over at the 9/18 game. Lost with Aces twice, Jacks three more times I think, and had Top-pair cracked by mid-pair trips on the river more times than I can count.

Whatever, I'll be alright, don't worry about me. Thanks for reading, sorry about whining, and in the name of all that is holy someone sacrifice a live chicken in my honor or some shit. I'm desperate, I'll accept any kind of superstition at this point. Except not showering...off to shower right now...

Later!