when the situation changes, some part of your lifestyle gives in.
my weekend has remolded itself to a more R&R time where I take it easy.
I drop my regular weekend activity mainly due to the sun and the harsh intensity of training.
Thus has made me relook and rethink what I want to remodel my lifestyle into.
That said, I'm pleased at what I achieve.
Next phase, new priorities.
Watch out. Pictures coming soon!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
the story of the pocket 5s
I was down about 60 plus but I slowly climbed my way up playing conservative poker.
On a table of 7, everyone was clearly holding their cards closely with just one person being the agreesor with about 360 in chips.
I peeped at my cards. 5 clubs, 5 diamonds.
Small pocket I thought. Odds are against me if they are big overcards on the flop.
I was the dealer. I had advantage. To see all doing the call.
First to call, bidded 7. Five people came in along with me that joined the fray.
Flop 3 diamonds, 5 hearts, 7 clubs.
I had triples. I was slightly excited because I had the advantage somewhat.
But I know somebody could be buying the straight. Or even had a straight with a 4 & 6.
We were all joking everyone had a 4 and 6.
First to call bidded $30. Everyone consequentially folded except Mr. Aggressor.
He called.
I just cooly pushed 3 red chips in and called.
2 spades appeared next.
Doesn't change much except if you have an Ace Four. Unlikely given the big 30 scare.
First to call person, he bidded all in. 70 bucks.
He had just bought in.
Mr. Agressor thinks. Hesitate. And calls.
2 players in. Now me the dealer. I'm sure someone has the straight. And I'm on the losing end.
But my chances were there to get a full house if a 2, 3 or 7 appears.
So I chanted very softly that I wanted a 2, 3 and 7. I don't know if anyone heard that.
On the river card. A 3 of hearts.
Full House.
My house is pounding. And excited.
It's Mister aggressor turn. The pot was about 300 odd.
He counted his chips and all in. $260.
Oh my god.
That was alot of money. I was abit shell shocked.
I was wondering what could he have to beat me.
A pocket pair of 7s can only defeat me or a pocket pair of 3s.
I showed my cards to Fabian.
He was stunned too.
He said, "what the hell you waiting for?"
I got him covered. So I called.
I show my 5s. Full house.
First-to-call dude revealed a 4,6. A straight on the flop but lost out to my full house.
Mr. Agressor just had a top pair with a Queen kicker.
That said, I was elated.
A pot of 600 bucks.
Speechless but it is a night to remember.
The story of my pocket 5s
On a table of 7, everyone was clearly holding their cards closely with just one person being the agreesor with about 360 in chips.
I peeped at my cards. 5 clubs, 5 diamonds.
Small pocket I thought. Odds are against me if they are big overcards on the flop.
I was the dealer. I had advantage. To see all doing the call.
First to call, bidded 7. Five people came in along with me that joined the fray.
Flop 3 diamonds, 5 hearts, 7 clubs.
I had triples. I was slightly excited because I had the advantage somewhat.
But I know somebody could be buying the straight. Or even had a straight with a 4 & 6.
We were all joking everyone had a 4 and 6.
First to call bidded $30. Everyone consequentially folded except Mr. Aggressor.
He called.
I just cooly pushed 3 red chips in and called.
2 spades appeared next.
Doesn't change much except if you have an Ace Four. Unlikely given the big 30 scare.
First to call person, he bidded all in. 70 bucks.
He had just bought in.
Mr. Agressor thinks. Hesitate. And calls.
2 players in. Now me the dealer. I'm sure someone has the straight. And I'm on the losing end.
But my chances were there to get a full house if a 2, 3 or 7 appears.
So I chanted very softly that I wanted a 2, 3 and 7. I don't know if anyone heard that.
On the river card. A 3 of hearts.
Full House.
My house is pounding. And excited.
It's Mister aggressor turn. The pot was about 300 odd.
He counted his chips and all in. $260.
Oh my god.
That was alot of money. I was abit shell shocked.
I was wondering what could he have to beat me.
A pocket pair of 7s can only defeat me or a pocket pair of 3s.
I showed my cards to Fabian.
He was stunned too.
He said, "what the hell you waiting for?"
I got him covered. So I called.
I show my 5s. Full house.
First-to-call dude revealed a 4,6. A straight on the flop but lost out to my full house.
Mr. Agressor just had a top pair with a Queen kicker.
That said, I was elated.
A pot of 600 bucks.
Speechless but it is a night to remember.
The story of my pocket 5s
Saturday, October 03, 2009
Oct 09 - breezing thru life
it's a great weekend!
finished with my work event & went down to Pump Room!
celebrated gwenne's birthday.
had beer which was rather blah in my review. give me champagne anytime!
feelin rather perky too since it's been a while I did poker. had decent plays n kept my head afloat.
and gosh, it's October already.
time passes really fast.
I enjoy what I do and I guess I'm fortunate to be where I am.
And I'm kinda in some sort of competition and need votes.
gotta stop procrastinating and start garnering support!
RAWR
oh and I've been on the Twitter train for quite a while, for more micro blogging excerpts from me, add me at benjaloy.
peace out and staying positive
B
finished with my work event & went down to Pump Room!
celebrated gwenne's birthday.
had beer which was rather blah in my review. give me champagne anytime!
feelin rather perky too since it's been a while I did poker. had decent plays n kept my head afloat.
and gosh, it's October already.
time passes really fast.
I enjoy what I do and I guess I'm fortunate to be where I am.
And I'm kinda in some sort of competition and need votes.
gotta stop procrastinating and start garnering support!
RAWR
oh and I've been on the Twitter train for quite a while, for more micro blogging excerpts from me, add me at benjaloy.
peace out and staying positive
B
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