5 DEC: Casino - Sycuan; Structure: $36 Buy-in for 3,500 chips.
Summary: My first trip to Sycuan in El Cajon. Nice place. The buffet was outstanding. After eating peanuts for 9 hours on my flight to San Diego, it was nice to sink my teeth into a thick prime rib and crab legs. Monday is a bad night for tournaments in San Diego. Viejas and Barona don’t even run them when Monday Night Football is on, as they push cash games with splash pots to make a killing on the rake. The Sycuan tournament has only 3 tables and 5 get paid.
Blinds start at 100/100. I limp in with KT-off. I flop a nut straight draw and call for 300. But an 8 on the turn and 600-chip bet chases me out. Next comes Big Slick at the button. I call a 300-chip raise. Three to the flop. Flop is Q T 2. It’s checked around. Turn card is a King. The action in front of me: bet for 600 and an all-in convinces me that my Top Pair is no good. Shover shows QT. Next is JJ in the big blind, I raise to 500 and only one of the limpers stays around. The flop is JcQc6c. No way to slow play this one and I put them all in. Other dude didn’t have a club and mucked. That got me back to starting stack.
As we get to 100/200, the play is aggressive as one can expect in a small-buck freeze-out with a crappy blind structure. We quickly got down to 2 tables. I go down to 2700 chips. I’m dying as stacks are growing amongst the lucky villains. I get pocket deuces at the big blind. UTG raises to 800 and there’s one caller before it gets to me. I pick up some chips and feinted splashing 600 more in; but for some reason I deduced that it’s ain’t worth wasting a large chunk of my stack on worthless ducks. My discipline is “rewarded” when a 2 flops and the board paired on the turn. Raiser’s pocket tens won the pot. That was a 4000 to 5000 chip non-call and in my mind I knew the tournament was over. I was experiencing “FOLDER’S REMORSE.” That’s when a pre-flop fold could have resulted in a rainmaker pot. I mean a pocket pair is a pocket pair. While pot odds support my fold, we’re not talking 9-3-off here. I press on and raise pocket 3s UTG. Dude to my left calls. Three overs on the flop. I C-Bet for 1000 (half my remaining stack). He hesitates, hesitates, but calls. Turn is another Broadway. I’m done with the hand and check-fold after he bets 1200. I truly hate baby pairs like 22 and 33. They only hit when I’m out of the hand.
The end comes with 4d3d in the Big Blind. Flop is 8h6h4h. I have no option but to shove and hope there’s no hearts out there. No such luck as some dude flops a nut flush. 45 minutes and it’s over. Hardly had time to even put my cane and gloves down before busting out. Overall, crappy blind structure and unsatisfying tournament. I left Sycuan quite depressed and vowed that I would never go there again unless I just wanted to eat at the buffet.
6 DEC: Casino - Viejas; Structure: $40 Buy-in for 3,000 chips, with $20 rebuys and $40 double add-on 10,000 chips.
Summary:
I’m pretty busy during the re-buy period with semi-decent starting hands. Unfortunately, the flops are typically not good and I am losing chips. A family pot ensues and I have Pocket Tens in the blinds. I have no interest in seeing another bad flop and go All-In. The limpers fold in mass. Near the end of the rebuy period, I get Ah8h and make the call in front of a few other limpers. The flop is Ad2d8c. A short stack goes all-in and a larger stack calls. I have them both covered and make the call. Shorty has Js2s and the other guy had Ad6d. A Jack hits the turn and another Jack on the river. What an awful river. I lose the main and chop the side pot. I go into the break with 17,000 chips.
During the freeze-out period, I keep missing with playable hands like AQ and pocket Sevens. Blind go up to 2000/4000 and I am down to 7,000 chips. I get Q5s at the button and push them in to open the pot. Big Blind calls with 98. I get a Queen on the flop to double up. We break down to two tables (about 70 runners entered). At the big blind, I receive wired 5s. Dude opens with a shove and it’s folded to me. With less than 4 BBs left, I make the mandatory call. He shoved with pocket deuces. I hit a 5 on the river to seal the deal and go up to 40,000 chips.
A few hands later, blinds go up to 3000/6000. I peek at an 8 in the hole. I pray for a rag. No such luck: another 8. Pocket 8s, my DEATH HAND. Sure enough, dude to my right raises to 15. I knew the player was good, but had raised with suspicious holding and got lucky a few times to accrue a big stack. He could be bullying with a marginal hand. Fold or Shove? I shove. The shorty who I beat earlier calls and the dude to my right calls as well. This time, he had the goods: Pocket Kings. Shorty had 87-off, so I’m down to one out to the set. The flop teases – 3 diamonds and I have the only diamond. But as usual, I’m flushed by the missed flush.
I can’t get over Pocket Eights. Over the course of 7 years of live tournament poker, I have no recollection of winning with 88 for my tournament life. But 77 and 88 have cost me time and time again. They repel sets. It was an okay tournament, but losing always leaves a bad taste in your mouth.
8 DEC: Casino - Viejas; Structure: $25 Buy-in for 3,000 chips, with $10 rebuys and $20 double add-on 6,000 chips.
Summary:
It’s college night and all entrants get a discounted Buy-In of just 5 bucks. While most entrants wear the togs of the San Diego State U. Aztecs, I am the only one wearing the cherry-and-white of my alma mater Temple U. There are a lot of youngsters who are in it for just 5 bucks and are just trying to kill time. 76 entrants in all. As I have evolved from a player who waits for Big Hands and plays few pots, to one who plays when the pot tells me it is right to play, I’m fairly active and am doing well, going from 6000 chips to over double that amount. But late in the re-buy period, I raise with AJs one of the girls who is just killing time goes all in. She hasn’t played too many hands, but she kept talking about wanting to make the buffet before it closes, so I didn’t take her move as little more than a race with a small pair. Wrongo!! as she flipped over the Cowboys. That took me down to a notch to 7000 chips. I double re-buy back to 13,000.
During the Freeze-Out, I shoot up to 18,000 chips, but get into a tangled mess with AsJs again. While I’m guilty of just checking the hand from the big blind with 3 limpers, I felt good when an Ace, along with 8s and 6h land on the flop. I faced an 1100 chip bet and I raised it to 2200. Dude goes all-in. I have him covered, but I am convinced I am beat. I’m ready to make a safe fold, but the runner-runner tempts me to call. It was a bad call, as he lucked into two-pair with A6-off. I still have outs to counterfeit his 6, but he wins, and I fall to a terrible low 3,000 chips. I wait for a good chance to shove and get a chance with Q8s. I dominate the Big Blinds 98 and double-up. Then I run-good with two more double ups when my pocket Queens and pocket Tens make sets on consecutive hands. Another key hand was my innocuous Button steal with KJ, which was defended by the Big Blind for all his chips. I was pot-committed into calling. He had the goods with Pocket Aces, but I rivered a straight.
I have a decent stack as we get down to 12 players (10 get paid). Then we go down to 11. A dude at our table keeps saying, “Let’s play it cool and we’ll all make the final table.” Meanwhile, no one’s busting out and this dude keeps stealing blinds. I finally say, “If you really want us to make the Final Table, why don’t you stop stealing every hand.” I push AT-off while he’s big blind, and he thinks better of calling. But he keeps on stealing, while I’m going cold deck. He busts out someone on our table (so much for his altruism). But I make it to the Final Table as a short stack.
We initially agree to chop. But the tournament director says someone must bust out before you can chop (never heard of that rule before). Someone does bust out ahead of me, but by then the Big Stacks don’t want to chop any more. While there we’re two or 3 stacks smaller than mine, I had the misfortune of getting double-whammied with a Blind Increase right when I have to post the Big. Two-thirds of my stack goes in the Big Blind. Sure enough, my altruistic friend, whom has been raising every pot, raises for 50,000. It’s folded to me and I make the mando-call with Ten-Eight-Off. It’s a classic race with the raiser flipping over two fives. His pair holds up and I go out in 9th place.
And that's that for 2011.