I'm for dinner

My weekend was kind of like the best weekend ever at the poker tables, except the opposite of that.

I was planning to go play Friday night after work and didn't make it. Maybe that's why it all went wrong, because I didn't stick to the plan. If you fail to plan then you plan to fail right? But what if you succeed to plan, but then you fail to carry out your plans? Then maybe you plan to succeed to carry out your failure. Yeah, that's what I did.

I stroll into HP Saturday morning ready to set the weekend on fire. Negative. I didn't catch a decent hand for about an hour-and-a-half but managed to refrain from making bluffs or plays, so my stack dwindled to like $120 before I managed to double up with 66 vs. AK and then run my stack to like $450 (from $200). That's when I made a horrible call. We're playing short-handed (four-handed) and the button opens for $15. I have 99 and re-raise to $85. He calls. The flop comes 7-T-2 with two spades. I come out and bet $100. He insta-calls. Now I'm not sure what he has. I put him on an under pair as well, but not the ten. My thinking is that if he has the ten, he's going to raise to see where he's at. If he has an overpair, he's raising. The turn is another 7 and I bet $200. He thinks for a LONG time and looks like he's going to fold at certain points (should've been my first clue, I'm an idiot) and then finally goes all-in. I call my stack like a dumbass, putting him on putting me on a bluff, and he shows J-7 of hearts. I miss the two-outer and switch to the $15/30 limit game because I'm unhappy with myself and somewhat tilted by my own actions.



Limit game would set the tone for most of the weekend. I sat and got no cards and played somewhat tight (but literally was getting shit, not suited connectors, nathan) and then was surprised as a motha to see AA under the gun. I raise, everyone calls. Flop comes rags with two hearts. I bet, everyone calls. Turn is the third heart and I know at least one person has the flush so I check. I do have the ace of hearts so I call a bet with two other callers. River is the ace of diamonds and I fold to a bet and a raise.

As you can see by the table breakdown, my table really wasn't full of bad players anyways. One of the chasers was the guy who cracked my aces with his K4 of hearts. I also got my queens raped quickly on a board of T-J-K where I called all the way to the river.

Needless to say, I chalked up another L in this limit game. I left for a lunch break in Santa Monica and then met up with my boy, who had to go meet up with Ivey at Hustler (shameless name drop). We went to Hustler and I jumped into the $5/5 No Limit game.



As you can see, I didn't have a great table. There were a bunch of tight players (I folded QQ pre-flop and that was the highest pair I saw by far), and two pretty good action players. Then I had my boy on my left. I bought in for the minimum $300. I didn't catch anything and then had 4h2h in the big blind with my boy straddling for $10. Six people called and I called the extra nickel to see a wonderful flop of K-4-2 with two spades. I came out and checked hoping to get a bet and everyone checked to the button, who bet $35. I raised him to $175 with about $85 left behind and he thought for a while, then moved in. I called and he caught the nut flush on the river when the third spade hit. After that I just didn't have shit except for the QQ that I folded pre-flop. GG me.

Better luck to y'all, someone has to be on the winning side.

Peace.