Winning is good

Jumped into a 10-person sit-n-go last night and managed to take first. Didn't have many hands to play for the first 3 rounds and finally picked up KK on the button. Cut-off raises enough that I have to go all in and three of us see the flop. A-Q-x on flop and I'm sure I'm screwed. In the end, middle position limp-caller turns up 77 and cut-off has 88. Um, ok. Down to 5, the cut-off knocks out two with AA and we're suddenly in the money. Going into heads up I'm a 2-1 dog but become chip leader when I raise pre-flop with AQ and check-raise all-in on a flop of Q-x-x. Unlucky for the chip leader he has Q4s and calls.

On a non-poker related note I've pulled my hamstring. felt a popping sensation as I was running after a soccer ball. According to the web it's a strain or possible tear. What did people do before WebMD? Thank goodness I'll never have to know.

-tank

a great movie

Got two free tickets to see the opening night movie at the Seattly International Film Festival (SIFF), "Me, You and Everyone Else." It was a great movie. Probably never see it in wide distribution because it isn't Hollywood enough. It kind of reminded me of a foreign movie: it doesn't end in a simple ending with all the loose ends tied up. There's no big name actor and no gratuitous sex or violence. But if you get a chance to see this movie you won't be disappointed.

On the poker front, I've taken a hiatus. I've been busy with a little 30 year gamble called home ownership. You think poker is a game of imperfect information, try deciding what to bid on a house in a multiple-bid situation.

-tank

Wheeeeeee

When I was in Las Vegas for my "bachelor party" my friends drove me to Primm, Nevada to ride on what they claimed was one of the fastest roller coasters, the Desperado (http://www.vegas.com/attractions/outside_lasvegas/desperado.html?f=m0at&t=outvegas). It's probably best I didn't know what they had in mind because I might have been nervous about riding a "hypercoaster."
Why do I tell you this? Well, as I reflect back on the past two weeks of poker I'm reminded of that ride. As we left the starting area and made that initial climb up to the top of the first drop I was filled with both excitiment and forboding of what was to come. And while for a moment I was high above the Nevada desert, I knew that I would be plunging, nay hurtling (as I would learn later at close to 4Gs) back to earth.
So one night I kill the 3/6 kill game for 25 BBs in less than two hours only to give it all back the next night with people going all the way to river to catch their draws. I think I may have even had the urge to vomit like I did on the Desperado.
But just like the Desperado, after the ups and down I was right back where I started. So I guess it could have been worse, I could have hit the ground at 79 mph and been in a world of hurt.

-t