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Thursday, July 14, 2005

First Home Game Entry

OK....first order of business....we don't have a name for our 'weekly home game'. I put that in " because we hardly ever pull off playing weekly. In fact, I think this is the first time we have played in a few months. At any rate, lets set the stage with the players.

We have 7 guys who qualify as 'regulars', and I think this is the first time that we have had all 7 at the same game. Pretty regular, right? The suspects are:

Justin--"One more card"
Phil--"Supple Haunches"
Brett--"Man's man"
Mike--"Potty Mouth" (and trust me, there is a better story to this one than swearing a lot)
Atlanta Eric
Hoosier Jeff
Me

Tonight's game started out waiting for Hoosier Jeff. He was late, so we were left to entertain ourselves....bad idea. For some reason, all everyone could do was blurt out ridiculous porn sites to test out and see if they exist. I think that the worst one had something to do with something or someone "Gurgling" some other stuff.

Then, Potty Mouth (after having been drinking for 90 minutes already) decides to emphatically offer up his personal favorite---"My mouth is a potty dot com". I've never seen someone more adamant about strangers bathroom dealings in my life. Hence, the new nickname, as of tonight.

Supple also asked that I come back and mention that we spent quite a bit of time searching for The Star Wars Kid, and Triumph videos. Hilarious stuff!

Triumph: "So (to someone in Darth Vader suit), which button do you hit (on your suit) to call your parents to come pick you up?"

When we started playing, it was like everyone had withdrawals and had to see every flop. A table full of limpers each time.

For about a half hour, there wasn't much action, until Justin tangled with Eric. Justin is the kind of guy that doesn't quit talking at the table....things like "well, I've got a full house of suits" can often be heard thrown about. This time, with a board of 10-x-J-x-Q, he proclaims, "Well, I made my straight......I'm all in" This really meant nothing....there was equal chance that he had nothing as that he had the straight. After only a few seconds, Atlanta Eric called him, and proceeded to pull his heart out through his gut. Justin showed 8-9, and Eric showed his straight, 9 to the K. Justin, the first out tonight. More to come in a later post about how in our first 10 or so games, Justin was out first probably 8 times. Then, miraculously, he pulled off a winning streak of 6 or 7 straight games.

We were down to 6. And we didn't last long there. We were still on the first round of blinds. The board came up with a 3rd diamond on the turn, and Potty Mouth (still ranting drunkenly, earning him ridicule from the table) went all in. Supple pondered, and made the call. Potty turned over his A high flush, Supple was heartbroken with his low flush...he was drawing dead. Supple wanted to make sure that we call out that it was a bad move to call, since Potty Mike only makes bets like that with the nuts.

We had just made it to the 2nd round of blinds, and I was playing very conservatively. The only pot I played in was an initial bluff, raised up with 3-5. When A-K came on the board, I bet like I had it, and got flat called. BUT, I caught the wheel on the turn, and should have backed off....but I kept the pedal on the floor, and pushed Atlanta E out.

The next hand that I got into I had KK. Raised big pre-flop, and got 2 callers. Flop came 8-9-Q, and Mike bet BIG into me. I put him on AQ, and didn't learn the lesson from Supple. I went over the top all-in, Mike called. He showed me his set of 8's...my hand didn't improve...and I was pissed. I played conservatively when the table was loose, and got kickered in the balls. Oh well...my night is over, so I decided to come over and blog some of this.

Man's man was next to head out...and I think again before the blinds went up again....man, quick friggin action here. Not sure of the hand.

We were down to 3, in the 3rd or 4th round of blinds. Hate the fact that if I would have just folded everything, I had a good chance to go heads up to win.

Next big hand saw another elimination---this is getting crazy.

Atlanta Eric: AK
Hoosier Jeff: KK

Pretty solid hands pre-flop, and they both went all-in. Jeff had Eric covered....table came:
10-Q-6-Q-2

KK held up, and we were down to 2. Hoosier and Potty Mouth heads up.

Game has slowed as somehow the Outdoor Games made its way onto the TV. Way too many people VERY interested in this...OK, good....back to the WHite Sox beating the Tribe. I'm a Cubs fan myself, but its funny to give Potty Mouth shit about his Indians (hes from Cleveland) losing.

Very little action on the table. Potty Mouth just told me "Fuck you, put that on your blog" as I laugh at the drunk Irish Mick and his sorry ass Injuns.

Finally some action. Potty Mouth flops K high flush on flop, Indiana Jeff had top pair. Jeff his trip kings on river, and thought he had Mike.....hes all in. Damn Potty Mouth actually won....at least his Indians lost. Maybe I'll go home and put more thoughts down about this.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

guys, remember that joke

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1:01 PM

 
Blogger ChaseNFold said...

We absolutely need to exchange links. James in NC

6:32 PM

 
Blogger ChaseNFold said...

hilarious.

6:19 PM

 

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