All Over Again I Have Deja Vu All Over Again
Knocked out in 79th place. Shit. I played a lot of hands early, won a few small pots, lost everything I won on one hand, and then I got moved to another table with Iggy and DonkeyPuncher and the bastard HermWarfare. No limping at this table, so when I'm dealt the Hammer, I raise it up. Fold all the way around, J.S. Costales thinks about it...and folds. Of course I show the Hammer, and allow myself a smug little smile. Mean Gene.
I'm dealt pocket 4s, raise, get called by the big blind. 9-10-J of spades, and I fold to a bet. I'm down to $850 now, and I'm dealt 44 again, this time under the gun. All in? No, I decide to limp and see if I can see a cheap flop, but if it's raised I'm going all-in. HermWarfare raises, and I shove in the rest of my stack. Of course he calls, and of course he turns over KK--the hand that's been my savior the past 2 weeks. Shit. OK, I could hit a set...no, its Herm who hits the set. Runner-runner fours? I don't think so. Out in 79th place.
Not much I could do there, once I got short I needed a hand, especially at a tough table like the one I found myself at. Iggy was moving chips, Herm was being bossy...everyone was sharp and aggressive. So I jujitsued and tried to wait for a hand to push with. Pocket fours was my best shot, I took it, end of the story. Lotsa fun, but I wish I coulda lasted longer to enjoy the action. I do have this habit of pushing against the chip leader with marginal hands, which isn't healthy in the long run. Must address that chink in my armor. But, happy about showing the Hammer, that counts for something.