If ever you walk into a live game and the table looks like that, get out.
I can't bring myself to play much on iPoker since Hills got moved there. I don't know why, it's illogical. But Hills did feel a bit more like a club, and one full of Brit blokes with whom you could have some good, edgy banter. Now you're just swimming around (literally) with huge amounts of international players. It could be PP or Poker Stars.
Now, for those of you whose lives have been a tortured maelstrom as you wait for latest news of my 3% challenge, you'll be pleased to know that immediately after the last post (which chronicled my $1 win for fifth place in a 45-player 25c SnG) I slapped down ANOTHER 25c, this time in a 90-player, and came first for a jaw-dropping $6.20.
It was a funny old game, that. When it got to heads up, I discovered very quickly that my opponent liked to fold. Oh boy, did he like to fold. He folded so much when I habitually raised on the button that I started doing it every hand, regardless of position. Was he waiting for a big hand before he got involved? Was he trying to lull me into a false sense of – oh get real, this was a $1 tourney.
Playing a madman
Even so, it didn't make sense. Every now and then he would call, then usually check the flop and fold to a bet. About one hand in 15 he would raise, and then of course I got out the way. But mainly I was raising, and he just kept folding. At one point he wrote "fu". I couldn't believe it. F me?? I tried to get him to explain, I even tried to goad him with: "STOP FOLDING" but it didn't work. I was just draining the blinds from him at quite a rate.
I had a 12-1 chip lead and he was rapidly on his way to being blinded out... And that's what happened. He was just forced in, doubled up, and lost a few hands later. I've never seen anything like it and it still baffles me. It was actually disconcerting, like I was playing a madman.
In an afternoon I'd got my bankroll from 44c to nearly $7. I was pretty pleased, but I unwisely decided I couldn't face any more 25c jobs, I would spend it all, Charlie-Bucket-and-the-bar-of-chocolate style, on two buy-ins to my beloved $3 rebuy at 7.15pm.
I doubled up almost immediately with pocket tens, then took a hit with AQ vs AK, then went all in with queens in early position only to get four bloody callers and... and I was out. All that work. Annoying, but that's what you get for putting all your bankroll on the line, even if it is just £7.
Anyway, my afternoon of very low-stakes fun did give me a chance to simultaneously finish catching up with Channel 4's Premier League Poker, which is sooooo much better than the leaden Poker After Dark. I couldn't resist snapping this incredible call by Annette. Ah, tourneys, I'm going to miss 'em, but I've finally come to realise (I know I say this every week) that the variance will just crush me, financially and mentally. My decision-making at low stakes is pretty good now, so I'd like to see some money for it up front, rather than all these day-long attempts to go deep in MTTs.
Starting balance: $500
Current balance: $350. Absolutely f****** shameful.
Until next time. That call:
