Aussie Millions Trip Report part 2, A bad play in a good day
It's been a while since I busted a live tournament thinking "Whoa that was fucking spewy." Event 2 of the Aussie Millions for me, the PokerPro $1000 no limit hold'em, was unfortunately the event that broke that streak. We started with 10,000 in chips and I lost 3000 playing small pots and losing basically all of them without doing anything dumb. Then a hand came up against a guy who had been fairly weak so far:
My stack: ~7000, MP1: ~9000, blinds 50/100. I hold Td7d on the HJ.
Preflop: Folds to MP1, MP1 calls for 100, folds to me on the HJ, I raise to 400, folds to the SB, SB calls, BB calls, MP1 calls.
Flop: Ad 9h 3d
SB checks, BB checks, MP1 checks, I bet 800, SB folds, BB folds, MP1 makes it 2200, I shove for about 6600.
And this is where we get retarded. The flop check raise range of a player who has open limped then checkraised me on this flop texture contains very few hands that fold to my cram. My only hope (and moment of spastic reasoning) was that the limper was perhaps check raising to see where he was with a weak suited ace he limped or might checkraise a diamond draw he wouldn't call most of is stack off with. Yea fucking right.
The limper snap called and tabled Ac3c and when my draw blanked out I was gone. I felt pretty stupid.
On the plus side, the actual day was excellent. I woke up and took the girl I'm seeing to work where we had breakfast. When I got to the poker room I bought in then at 12:25pm stood around wondering why nobody else seemed to be there for the event. Then I examined my receipt closer and discovered that the event actually starts at 4:30pm. Fucking brilliant.
After that I got the chance to head over Stevo's and watch American gridiron playoffs, which was so sweet. I miss football all the time when I'm here. I mean seriously, the Arizona Cardinals in the NFC championship? Jesus. When the game was over we went over to the casino for the tournament, which I've covered already.
Upon busting out I met up with Plattsburgh and we watched Seinfeld in his room, which after no matter how many viewings still manages to be awesome every time. Then we went for a swim in the sweet Crown spa pool which was a nice muscle relaxant after kicking the shit out of myself in the gym the previous day. I had to borrow a pair of Plattsburgh's shorts for the pool since I was wearing a suit and when I was done using it I told him "I apologize for getting so much balls hair in there."
Once dried off I headed out to pick up the girl from work. We went for Korean BBQ which is always so fucking good to the point that were they able to inject it into my veins, I'd do it. I'd baseline that shit. As is often the case with her, I had to stiff arm her and threaten her with further physical violence in order for her to let me pay the bill. Then we agreed it'd be nice to spend the night in, smoking pot and watching rented movies.
We drove over to the movie rental place and as I was walking down the aisle I suddenly stumbled upon a movie I had been eager to see since my friend Steve mentioned it to me. 'Super High Me', a comedic spin on 'Super Size Me' but this time relating to marijuana usage. According to my friend it was both educational and hilarious, and it seemed particularly fitting for the evening. I snap fist pump rented that shit. While we were in the movie store Jarred and Delaney called me looking for weed. I told them I'd hook them up with what little I had but they were going to have to come get it. They said they'd be over in 15 minutes.
We got back to my apartment and after setting our shit down took a seat on the couch. Conversation lasted a good 8 seconds or so before peoples tongues were in each others mouths and clothes were coming off. This progressed further and she started swearing at me for getting her riled up right before people come over.
"Fuck it, get in the bedroom" I said. "I'll check my phone quick and set it somewhere I can hear it in case." I checked the phone, five missed calls from Jarred. Son of a bitch.
"Shit, they're here. We should put some clothes on."
I called Jarred back and told him what the apartment number is. He and Delaney came up and we chatted a bit before rolling one up. The girl said she needed to run home for a bit to pick various things up. After she left I launched into a tirade at them, or as my vernacular developed at the moment "You cockblocking fucking bastards!" Then we all laughed about it and got blazed.
I suggested some Madden so we turned it on and I went heads up against Jarred. I hit one of those zones where my passes were put with just the right amount of loft and ran wild. After that we fired up the Wii for some tennis and golf. When we finished the girl got back and we rolled up another between the four of us. Jarred and Delaney realized it was about time to head out and set out to find a cab. And then we got back to the couch.