I am so spissed at myself. I re-raise an already raised and called pot with pocket 44. Get re-raised and I go all-in. Again I'd just landed at the table with no read - WHEN will I learn to slow down in these situations. To top it all off, I feel crappy - made the mistake of running up to McD's to grab a quick dinner and got warmed over JUNK food - gave me someone else's special made cheeseburgers with mayo - who puts mayo on a cheeseburger?!?. Queazy. I'd looked forward to the darn tourney all week, and had planned to play my best. Damn. Damn. Double damn. And another damn.
Congrats to Otis - he was running hot for the whole tourney. I don't know the remaining list - I hope someone got a rundown. Pacific may be a soft place to play, but it needs to get with the program (pun intended) - it just can't compete with the big boys. Bloggers dominated, it looks like. Could it be because we are so obsessed with this crazy game and spend every waking hour (and a few sleeping hours) thinking, analyzing, learning, playing, cursing, praising, you-name-it-ing, this game? I just got off a 2/4 game where, I swear 90% if the table saw the flop every hand. I recouped some, but overall for the week I'm down. The good news is - I am in the black! Barely - but I'm there! Yay. Feels good.
Many thanks to the Iggster for organizing the tourney!
