Boogster’s Blog

Just got back from a 12-hour session.  Same story, different day.  I couldn’t do a damn thing today.  Lost just over a thousand.  Dagger.  It was a just a matter of time before I “ran bad” and gave some back.  I don’t think that I played bad, I just kinda grinded myself down.

To make matters worse, the last hand of the night…I’m about to get up and the dealer deals me a pocket Aces and I’m in the big blind.  There’s already a raiser, and a caller, so I pop it up to $100.  They all knew that it was my last  hand, so both dude’s call.  The flop comes K-Q-4.  I’m like…no K, no Q and I’m golden…go figure.  So, I check and it checks all the way around.  The turn brings a 7.  I check again, and it goes $100, and raise to $300.  I had to fold in that spot…pocket queens, pocket kings, and KQ all have me beat…I missed my chance to bet the flop and that was it.  One dude turned over Q-T and the raiser turned over A-Q.  What a dagger.  This hand was so indicative of my entire day.

I was like KGB after Mikey checked him  down the entire night, and took his entire stack…

 This son of bitch, all night he check, check, check.
                He trapped me!
                Well, you feeling satisfied now, Teddy?
                'Cause I can go on busting you up all night.
                Nyet! Nyet!
                He beat me. Straight up.
                Pay him.
                Pay that man his money.

I was paying money to other people all night. God I hate leaving on a sour note. Oh well, there’s always another day…mf’er.

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