Sunday, April 01, 2007

Gettin' REALLY Good At This Poker Thing

This morning, as I checked my email, I found a desperate marriage proposal from Isabelle Mercier. I politely declined. I told her, for the hundredth time, that this tiger's gotta prowl.

April Fools.

Now that that nonsense is out of the way.

After watching the NCAA games last night and eating much too well (filet, ribs, twice-baked potatoes) I got home a bit after midnight and decided to play a little SNG. Put on some sweats. Had the cat curl up at my ankles. Very comfy. Very comfy indeed.

Dozed off after about 5 hands. Woke up. Won a little pot with a set of sixes. Dozed off a few hands later...

And didn't wake up. Until 3AM.

I finished fourth.

Reviewing the hand histories, when we reached bubbletime the other shortstack did all he could to hang on until my somnambulist ass was disposed of. But I didn't go quietly. I won like six all-ins in a row. I went runner-runner to make a straight after the chip leader flopped top pair with A-J. I had pocket sevens against KQ and won the race. I had AQ and made the nut flush to crush KJ. Reading the other players' incredulous bitching and moaning about my survival skills was quite amusing. If only I hadn't had that last Bass Ale...I probably would've finished fifth.

posted by Gene @ 11:07 AM   |