I feel bad for wil.
He gets these tourneys together for us each week, and then I manage to take most or all of his chips. It's not like I'm better than him... just INCREDIBLY lucky. For example, tonight I was very shortstacked when I moved to his table. That's when this happened:
All that did was enhance my image as a luckbox. That's a good image to have, I guess. A few hands later, wil's 99 ran into my Hiltons. Let's see if I can parlay those chips into a final table!
Update: No final table tonight. I got to feel the suckout when a guy called all his chips with 6 outs twice. His slightly less than 25% came through and I was crippled. AJ never improved vs. 99 and I was done.
"A guy called all his chips with 6 outs twice"?
C'mon, tell me how you really feel!
Was it was really "A donkey called all his chips with 6 outs twice"!
Like I said, Heeee-haaaaw!
I shuffle back to the uncool kids lunch table hanging my head...
(But seriously, is this really getting to be like high school? April climbed up my ass for not betting enough during a hand with her on the next table. Are bloggers going to start copping prima donna attitudes about the play in these throwaway tourneys? If so, deal me out.)
Posted by: Whaaaaa? at November 18, 2005 12:09 AMSorry for the snotty 'tude in the above post.
All I gotta say is...
I had a feeling!
Posted by: Whaaaaa? at November 18, 2005 12:52 AMMan... blogs exist to complain about losing. Get used to it. I had a guy tell me I made the "worst call ever" and it wasn't even him that I sucked out on!
Posted by: CJ at November 18, 2005 7:10 PM