It’s been brought to my attention that my last comment really should have been a Blog…
So here ya’ go…
Well it was an interesting weekend…
Purdue played like a drunken intramural team, but I played pretty well in poker.
The universe has gone all lopsided.
Jana didn’t fair too well this time.
She re-bought once but still didn’t make it past the first break.
I got put at a very interesting table.
Two of the most aggressive players were there… (I was right in the middle of them).
Had to play pretty tight to make it past the first hour.
(that’s when people can re-buy and super aggressive players call anything because they don’t have much to lose)
Well I made it past the first hour and then some.
All the way to the final table.
The Meade family representin’ each week so far.
Here’s how the action ended.
Nine players at the final table.
Two dropped out leaving seven and a couple were getting short staked. (Including me)
I got dealt K-10 and decided to play it.
The short stack called and the rest of the table folded.
The short stack is sitting there with two broken legs (literally!) and I think he just wanted to go home.
The flop came K,7,10
Wow top two pair. I thought I’d let him make the bet.
I checked, he bet, and I pretended to think a bit before I called.
The turn was a 6 and just as I’d hoped he bet ALL-IN.
He put me on a 7,8 straight draw. (a lower draw than his… he was wrong).
I called.
He flipped over A,Q He needed a Jack.
I flipped over my K,10 and he started packing up.
But … you guessed it… the jack came on the river and I was knocked out in seventh place.
I’m a little surprised he went all in that late into a straight draw… but hey whaddya gonna do?
That’s brash, young Mr. Meade.