Well I walked into the room and Sam quickly said "nik, I gotta 4/8 seat for ya." Well...okay then. I wasn't actually that hungry yet, so I decided I'd sit down and let Tony play at 6/12 until he was ready to grab food, and I could just leave whenever. I played for maybe 30 minutes, missed a double gutter/flush draw combo, and also had a flopped set of Jacks get beat by a rivered flush. Fun start to the day...Eventually I hit a pretty gross gutterball in a killpot with J9 of spades to get me +$30 for the day before breaking off and going to eat with Tony.
After dinner I was about to go home before Tony convinced me to just sit down and play 4/8 with him. Ugh...they had a seat open and they were about to draw cards for the button, so how could I decline? Who cares that my right ear was plugged, hurting like a bitch, and fucking up my equilibrium right? Right. So I drew the King of clubs, received the button, and went on a nice little heater for a few hours, making a couple racks profit. I was up three racks at one point, but I ran into back to back rivered baby sets...I'll post those hand histories tomorrow, today I want to post an awesome, truly sick LHE article by Mike Matasow. Dear God, this entire article has to be a level of some sort...there are so many quotable gems in here it's hard to just pick one as my favorite.
If I had to choose...I'd say the part where he puts Mortensen on KK after she 3-bet pre-flop and then put Syracuse Chris on a flopped boat after he led the flop. Seriously, props to Mike for being able to read hands so well, that's why he's a pro ladies and gentleman.
Check-Raising the Devil by Mike Matasow
In the second week of the 2004 Series, I just missed a final table, finishing eleventh in a $2,000 Limit Hold’em event. Daniel (Negreanu) went on to win that tournament for his third bracelet. What I remember most about that tournament was a hand that came up about eight hours into Day One.
“Syracuse Chris” Tsiprailidis had pocket queens, Cecilia Reyes Mortensen was dealt pocket kings, and I looked down at two aces. Not surprisingly, the betting got capped preflop. I really didn’t know what Chris had, but I put Cecilia on kings.
When Q-4-4 flopped, Chris bet out with his full house, queens full of fours, and both Cecilia and I just called. I suspected Chris for the boat at this point, but the size of the pot was sitting on the borderline of being worth a call to try to spike an ace. When the turn came with a king, Chris bet out again and Cecilia flat-called. The pot was huge by then, but I was sure Cecilia had kings and was laying a trap for us both with her kings full.
In a cash game, you still might make a call, but saving a bet in a limit tournament is a lot more important. Although I was almost sure I was beaten, I went in the tank for awhile with my aces, wondering if I could be wrong. If there were two boats against me, they would clearly pay me off if I hit an ace on the river. This one pot would ensure that the winner would go deep in the tournament. I eventually called, hoping for a miracle ace on the river.
Miracles do happen! When that big fat perfect ace hit on the river, Syracuse Chris led out again and Cecilia raised. I reraised. Chris immediately showed his pocket queens to the spectators sitting behind him and folded. Cecilia went into the tank for about three minutes.
“I can’t believe I only called on the turn. I know you have aces. How could I play this so badly?” she moaned.
These were not deep stack tournaments in 2004; saving one bet at this point in a tournament could make a huge difference, but she finally made the call. I showed my aces full, Cecilia showed her kings full, and Chris flipped over his folded queens full.
Everyone at the table went wild when they saw the cards, and tournament players from the other tables came over to stare at the board.
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