Hello Nut, Meet Blind Squirrel!
It appears your not-so-humble author may have caught the nice end of the variance stick in his debut at “The Mook” last night. I say ‘may have’ because I have a throbbing headache from being sleep-deprived and I’m not entirely sure if I finished the tournament or fell asleep and dreamt the finish.
Thank god for hand histories. I believe mine will show the following:
1. Re-Re-Raising Rooster for all my chips during the first hour while holding the mighty Hammer.
2. Re-sucking out on the river with AA to beat the flopped trips of (Schaubs?), who was holding 5-5.
3. Crippling the final-table chip leader with a 3-out suckout.
4. Being crippled early and unable to even post a complete blind, then sucking out on 3 people while holding the worst hand.
Yeah, it was one of those nights. Worthy of PartyPoker, for sure. But, I was due, dammit, I was due!! Don’t hate me!!. I’ve had a miserable time the last week or so, with a bunch of 2-3 and bubble finishes in SNGs, with no final cigar. After a night when I was playing just to burn up my last $11 on Full Tilt, I seem to have a few bucks there this morning.
