Poker Rant

I played every day this weekend on about six different tables and had successful trips to hollywood park everytime, which was a relief based on the fact that I have been sucking shit lately.

What I've been trying to do a lot is steal the dead money in hands. Because of this, I'll call a lot of bullshit from the button just to see how the hand plays out and try to steal the pot. Sounds very simple and obvious but it's really not as easy as one would think.

So obviously my dumb ass was caught in probably at least 15-25 bluffs this weekend but you gotta consider I played like 25 hours of poker at least in three days.

So I made some bad bluffs, some good ones, some that were too cheap so I got called even when the asshole thought he was losing (this fucking guy in an Andrew Bynum jersey called me with bottom two pair 2-4 with a flush and a straight on the board, not to mention fifteen overs on the board). It was a good call though, lol.

I made some great calls and I made one really horrible call. Actually I made a few bad calls but some of them were justified based on the fact that I was playing against some incompetent horrendous ass donkeys (but most of them were nice guys).

Short story
I played the $200 for a few hours yesterday and got bored of it so I went to sit with Corner Sleeper at the $100 when this middle-aged Asian guy sits down and has no clue what he's doing. He doesn't even know how to bet or how to pay the blinds, etc., etc. Anyways in his first three hands he calls down with 9-high, 10-high, and ace-high. He was actually betting them all the way to the river and then called on the river.

So it's real apparent that this guy sucks ass, but then he wakes up with aces against kings and doubles up, sending seat 2 steaming to the floor manager for a ruling on some bullshit just because he can't believe he lost to the donkey. So the donkey, who has a lof of money in his pocket, goes to the $200 table for the hell of it. So I obviously follow him and first hand I isolate him with AQ the flop comes A-J-x, he bets minimum, I raise him and he insta-shoves. Unfortunately there's no way I can fold here as I've seen the bullshit he's been shoving with so I call, he has AK and I'm out $200 on my first hand.

Then about 45 minutes later this dirt bag rivers me for a straight for a $1k pot after calling $150 on each street with his open-ender.

After buying into the table for $700 and about two hours worth of going after this bastard, I finally polished him off with AJ when I flopped two pair and he shoved with his A-7 one pair. Damn that took way too long but the moral of the story is that if you keep buying against the donks you will eventually take their money, or not. I won't lie, I was about to leave if I didn't win that hand and I'll be damned if I didn't kinda think he maybe have hit a fucking set or some shit when he shoved on me but luckily he was moron'ing it up in seat nine.

So we finally sent him home packing and I was disappointed to see him go until I realized that Hollywood Park is stock full of donkeys.