After spending a few days in Geelong I decided that it was time for a trip up the highway to Melbourne.
I wasn’t heading up for no reason as I had a basketball game at night, but with nothing on the cards for the night I decided that I would head up early so that I could dedicate the majority of the day to playing poker at Crown.
Arriving a few minutes before midday I registered for the PokerNews Cup Step 2 Sub Satellite which was a freeroll with optional $25 rebuys for a $250 Phase Two seat. I cashed in $100 at the cage giving myself five shells (including the initial free entry) at maximum to win a seat.
I splashed around a little in the rebuy period eventually having to donate $50 but when we went to break I opted not to add on as I had around 6k from the original 500-chip starting stack and 1,000-chip rebuys. Once play resumed I played fairly solid making one mistake holding nines, but eventually limped to the final table fairly short in chips.
Expecting the final table to fly courtesy of the typical fast Crown satellite structure, play hit a real stalemate with chips getting passed round and round. I slowly chipped up as we lost the first two players of the final table before another stalemate at seven players began. With only four seats and $40 on offer it was getting really frustrating grinding away, but once we were down to six and then five, play continued for about forty minutes before I convinced everyone to make a deal and throw in an additional $42 to make up a fifth seat.
Now that I had successfully won my third consecutive PokerNews Cup satellite I took my seat on a $1-2 NLH table after grabbing a quick bite to eat.
It was a pretty uneventful session as I turned my $100 into $244 when my
A♦
5♦ flopped two-pair against Ace-Queen.
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I arrived at basketball early so that I could have a shoot around . . . and boy did it help!
Having not played a competitive game for near on eight months my first few shots were terrible until I started getting back into the groove that I use to experience for the Deakin Uni team as well as our highly successful (cough cough triple premiership cough cough) Mighty Ducks.
Playing with one of my old poker buddies in Aleks ‘Banana Thief’ Brkovic, he had formed a team based more on friendship then skill – and when we went down by ten points – it was even more obvious!
My passing was always my forte, and even though I managed some slick passes and assists here and there, I was still a little off, but hopefully as the season progresses my skills can creep up to the Jason Kidd / Jason Williams level.
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As the clock tipped past 10pm I made my back into Crown to meet up with James for a catch up.
He cashed out a rack-plus from his $2-3 NLH table and we both made our way up to the food court to get a drink and some food before venturing outside to sit on the edge of the Yarra river. After discussing everything from whether or not I should move back to Melbourne to our friends and their assorted issues we eventually turned back inside so that I could hit the felt and he could make his way home.
I decided to jump on a $1-2 NLH table with two mates I bumped into earlier – Carey Ciuro and Loc Nguyen.
Carey was the first ever mate I made playing poker at Crown all those years back when we were both obnoxious kids, and since then we have tried to remain in contact, but only on occasion get to hang out while filling the void with meaningless online banter back and forth. He is one of only a handful of mates that I will willingly back into any cash game or tournament – well once he irons out the rust as he doesn’t hit the felt too much anymore.
Loc is also in a similar category as we met many years ago and began climbing the poker ladder from $1-2 to $2-3 to $2-5 NLH. Although he is busy with uni (still) he is a fun player to have on the table as he GAMBOOOOOLS like the best of them!
With Carey and Loc both being seated for some time, I took my seat to find myself under the gun.
Right there I knew the night wasn’t going to be profitable . . . just fun . . . as I straddled to juice some action up. I fluffed the flop and gave up, only to be stacked next hand by Carey when four players were all in on a
9♥
8♥
9♠ with Carey leading holding
9♣
7♠, another player with
9♦
4♠ and myself with
7♥
6♥. Looking at a juicy $200-plus pot, my dreams of raking in all the chips were shattered when the turn and river ran out
4♥ and the
7♣ to see Carey take one step in my bad books.
I tossed a black $100-denomination chip to the dealer to get some change before slumping back into my chair to see my profits from earlier dinted very early in this late-night session.
An orbit went by before I ran my eight-high flush into a King-high one. I wasn’t stacked as I check-called a river bet when we both dinged a heart on the river to see me slip to around $30. I topped up and moved to Carey’s immediate right to continue chatting with both the boys.
Our conversation mainly revolved around Carey’s blog – Broken Lense – and the fact that my Tilted Behaviour link has disappeared from his ‘Please Visit’ blogroll. I quizzed him about what I had done to be removed (as a joke) and he informed me that I will be back on soon enough – for the record, of his seven links there, one doesn’t work and two haven’t been updated for two and three months!
Back to poker.
I then copped a sick beat after being dealt
10♥
6♣ in the small blind. In a five-way hand the flop fell down
9♥
8♠
7♦ and I fired out $10 and was called by Loc and two drunk spastics. The turn fell the
7♥ and I lead out for $31, and after Loc folded (after I basically told him I flopped the second nuts) both the drunks called once again. The river landed the
4♦ and I pushed my last $46 into the middle and was called by only one of the drunks. I tabled my hand thinking that I was a lock to win the hand, but when he slowrolled his
7♣
4♠ I dropped my jaw and re-bought once again.
Our table broke, but we still managed to find a table together on the other side of the Crown Poker Room before Loc went busto with top set against a rivered gutshot. Feeling stick courtesy of my continued downswing in the session, me and Carey came up with a game to keep us entertained.
Similar to the prop bet game Lodden Thinks where two people guess what a third party thinks an answer to a specific question is, this game had a few twists to it and still is yet to be named.
Basically we used a rotation of dealers – Alecia, Mandy and Lynn – and quizzed them on everything and anything for a $1 a question. Unlike Lodden Thinks where you basically set the line with one person taking overs and another unders, this involved multiple answer selections, single answers and the standard Lodden thinks answers.
What size bed do you sleep in? (single, double, queen, king)
Favourite item of clothing at the moment? (anything from leggings to jeans to jackets to scarfs)
Who is number 9 on your speed-dial? (unlimited)
Suburb you live in? (normally we choose three each)
How old your Dad is? (standard Lodden Thinks question of setting a line)
What faculty you belong to at University? (arts, business, social sciences)
Colour of your car? (blue, black, white, grey)
Where was your last holiday? (Japan, Hong Kong, USA)
I would assume you get the point now, and this game kept both Carey and I, along with the three dealers involved, as well as the table, amused for hours . . . and I mean hours as we asked every possible question under the sun!
During this time I got stacked again after being faced with a $10 bet on a
8♣
8♠
Q♦ flop from yet another drunk kid (although celebrating his 20th birthday). I popped it up to $31 and he made the call to see the
8♦ land on the turn, and once he checked to me I put him all in. He made the call, and when the
A♠ peeled off on the river he tabled his
A♣
J♦ for a rivered bigger full house and a now comfortable $240 stack.
I turned to Carey just shaking my head at yet another beat and topped back up after only being left with $50. I found a double with top-pair against an underpair as the clock ticked pass 3am and both Carey and I were broken to yet another table.
Carey left at around 4:30am with profit that definitely did not reflect the softness of our three tables, and as 6am crept round I decided to make my way home with some money in hand as I took the long drive back down the highway to Geelong.