10.15.2006

Can't Control the Cards

The Curious Kitty Litter Box was a shit hole for Muskyboy. The night was a prime example of how you can play well and still get your ass kicked. Game one ended with a three way split between Kitty, Regulator and PP. The only thing I really noted during the game, because I was out early, was watching Khyle as the chip leader (actually chip leader is an understatement he had everybody at the table covered probably 2 or 3 to 1) throw his chips away to finish out of the money.

Game Two was a complete disaster for Musky. He made the right plays but couldn't win to save his life. Poker is a game of decision making and sometimes you make the right decision and still lose, you can't control the cards.

Early on Musky lost 1/3 of his chips when his full house was beaten by a bigger full house. What should be noted is that most players would have gone broke on this hand but Musky knew he was beat when the river tripped 9's and Kitty won with a bigger boat. A short time later, Musky had pocket 4's and flopped a set. Betting insued and PP called down to the river where he hit his flush and took the hand. This left Musky seriously short stacked, but luckily there were shorter stacks at the table. About 1/2 hour later, Musky looked at his cards in the BB and had pocket Jacks. Kitty who was the short stack in the small blind went all in and was immediately called by Musky. JJ against a suited Ace 4. Kitty hit a flush on the river to take the hand. In the next hand, from the Small blind Musky looked down again at JJ. Kitty limped and Musky again went all in. Kitty called and flipped Ace 6. An Ace on the river and Kitty won the hand. And finally about 45 minutes later, from the small blind Musky looked down at AK suited. Squeaky limped from middle position, Musky went all in and PP re-raised all in from the BB. Squeaky thought and thought and also went all in. Cards were turned with Musky having AK suited, PP had AK unsuited but Squeaky was holding a monster J9 suited. A nine on the turn and Musky was gone. Solid poker played by Musky was shot down by luck for the opposing players.

Not sure what happened after that as nobody saved the tourney file. Also, I didn't have much interest so I didn't pay attention. The only thing I know (thanks to Squeaky) is that Khyle again was the chip leader but couldn't close the deal, pissing his chips away again.

There was controversy in the MPT as "table talk" caused tempers to flare. The Regulator was very displeased with several players who egged Squeaky to call Reg's all in. Squeaky called with a dominated hand and sucked out. Also, several players were displeased with Khyle's table talk as he would telegraph his hands to other players when there was an all in in front of him and several potential callers prior to Khyle's turn to act. It appears that poor sportsmanship is running rampant in the MPT.

On another note, after two hours of dabbing his A-hole, Musky was able to stop the bleeding from the Ass F'ing he received from Kitty and Squeaky during the night. Official Tour representatives have said that Musky should be ready to play next month after some intense rehab.

2 Comments:

At 10/15/2006 7:52 PM, Blogger Unknown said...

I'm always pleased that I can provide an excuse for other people going out. It's all part of my master plan. Wait till people are down to almost nothing, then egg on everyone else to call them.

In my own defense, I think anyone who listens to me is a moron, including myself. If anyone pays attention - and let's hope you're not - I am always egging everyone to call everything. Well, unless I'm in a pot, in which case I'm more rooting for a quick decision.

If everyone (certain mousy people in particular) would make decisions quicker, I wouldn't have the time to be so incredibly annoying.

Maybe I'm becoming more annoying because I'm lasting longer. I'm certainly not used to that.

However, as this is serious poker now, and it's very competitive, if I'm getting on everyone's nerves, I'll chill out. Except for Squeaky. I'm still going to mock him until he stops thinking so damn long.

As for pissing away my chips. A) It's good to have chips to piss away, but Musky, you wouldn't know that would you? And B) I only had the chip lead in game 1. Nephew and Squeaky dominated as soon as we got to one table. Besides, lasting so long into tournaments is new to me, so what can I say other than I choked?

 
At 10/22/2006 3:28 PM, Blogger Muskyboy said...

Actually nobody was bitching about your talking getting them knocked out. What they were bitching about is when a player is all in and another is thinking about calling a player who has yet to act should not be telling the other player that he has a good hand. It potentially impacts whether or not the all in player may triple up.

While I agree that anybody who listens to you is a moron, I also agree that you should keep your mouth shut when somebody is contemplating (that is if you are trying to impact the hand). Whining to your neighbor about a bad suck out is completely acceptable.

 

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