Thursday, 29 April 2010
Hero to Zero
This weeks action....
Writing a blog 2 weeks late after winning, then spooning the next week, is like finding your team 3 goals up at home in a European quarter final and getting pumped out in dramatic fashion or shagging an amazing Brazilian model only to find out she’s undergone surgery and her real name is Frank.
5 heads graced the felt, Raff, Colin, Framer, Pete and myself. Early exchanges left the Farmer short stacked going all in with Q,10 getting a call from me with A,Q. No 10 on the board meant an exit for the laddie who has to bring the pizzas and definitely not getting a sook from his misses. Not sure who left next, think it was Pete. I caught Raff on the river with top pair on the board, nut flush draw and an open ended straight against his two pair. The German went “YES” when a black 3 dropped. He didn’t appreciate that a straight beats two pair and with a couple of chips left went crashing out in the next few hands.
Colin and I did battle for the honours. It was an unbelievable partisan crowd backing the furry fella from Ice Age. Many hands and big cheers from the crowd, especially when I had the nut flush and Colin rivered the full house. Swung back and forward until I hit two pair on the flop and Colin hit top pair, both all in, one winner. Vulture soared momentarily until last weeks fiasco, not managing to win a solitary hand.
Till Next week.....
I’m going to Asda, pizza anyone?
Writing a blog 2 weeks late after winning, then spooning the next week, is like finding your team 3 goals up at home in a European quarter final and getting pumped out in dramatic fashion or shagging an amazing Brazilian model only to find out she’s undergone surgery and her real name is Frank.
5 heads graced the felt, Raff, Colin, Framer, Pete and myself. Early exchanges left the Farmer short stacked going all in with Q,10 getting a call from me with A,Q. No 10 on the board meant an exit for the laddie who has to bring the pizzas and definitely not getting a sook from his misses. Not sure who left next, think it was Pete. I caught Raff on the river with top pair on the board, nut flush draw and an open ended straight against his two pair. The German went “YES” when a black 3 dropped. He didn’t appreciate that a straight beats two pair and with a couple of chips left went crashing out in the next few hands.
Colin and I did battle for the honours. It was an unbelievable partisan crowd backing the furry fella from Ice Age. Many hands and big cheers from the crowd, especially when I had the nut flush and Colin rivered the full house. Swung back and forward until I hit two pair on the flop and Colin hit top pair, both all in, one winner. Vulture soared momentarily until last weeks fiasco, not managing to win a solitary hand.
Till Next week.....
I’m going to Asda, pizza anyone?
Thursday, 22 April 2010
Rapheal "no Blog" Adolf strikes again
The last 3 weeks action....
German Nr1, too busy to write a blog for his last 2 weeks gets smitted by teh poker gods for his lack of effort.
gods knows what happended at the felt, but it mostly invloved lauging at Man U exiting the champions league at the hand of the old enemy.
25/3/10 Colin Bubbled
8/4/10 Jason Bubbled
Not sure what happended last week either but Dougie spooned and the Gull got a much needed victory.
Til next week....
Where's you blog Dougie?
German Nr1, too busy to write a blog for his last 2 weeks gets smitted by teh poker gods for his lack of effort.
gods knows what happended at the felt, but it mostly invloved lauging at Man U exiting the champions league at the hand of the old enemy.
25/3/10 Colin Bubbled
8/4/10 Jason Bubbled
Not sure what happended last week either but Dougie spooned and the Gull got a much needed victory.
Til next week....
Where's you blog Dougie?
Friday, 26 March 2010
The Bubble League so far
Dougie 2
Dennis 2
Colin 2
Raff 1
Jason 1
Pete 1
Scott 1
Dennis 2
Colin 2
Raff 1
Jason 1
Pete 1
Scott 1
Poker Gods help me this week!!!
Good work Colin…on the delivery off….
This weeks action…..
The nights events commenced with Colin, being his ever generous self and offering up a substantial quantity, which definitely done the damage……. I think?? Did you drive home Pete??
Seven heads; Denis, Raf, Pete, Dougie, Colin, Scott and mesel of course. Continuing the trend of recent weeks we started hard and despite trying not too shine too hard, I took an early, but substantial chip lead.
Then it was the Denman who felt the splinters from his virgin spoon of the season! How’d it feel big yen? A wee bit hazy…. but think the next to fall was Colin…two good lads to be knocked out, as they have a tendency to keep things rolling till the wee hours.
The next two to fallers, were the Vulture and the Gull, both knocked out in spectacular feathery fashion, leaving a three-way between Scott (BTW have you got your application papers in the post yet?) as well as me and Raff. Scott held hard, but had to admit defeat after a valiant battle, leaving German No.1 and mesel to tousle for the glory (points & money).
Heads up wey Raff was short lived, there were a few all in’s called, however the big fella called with an Ace in the pocket and one on the board. Unfortunately I had a heart in the pocket after the flop, two more hearts were smiling at me on the felt after the flop…..the turn uncovers another heart…both of us were dying to see the river??? Out it comes (another fecking heart) and makes me a flush of hearts. Happy days as I needed the loot for the A to Z of poker skills I have ordered…boys keep your eyes down as I’m looking to scoop the loot this week as well.
Catch ya later …over and oot…..Jzz
This weeks action…..
The nights events commenced with Colin, being his ever generous self and offering up a substantial quantity, which definitely done the damage……. I think?? Did you drive home Pete??
Seven heads; Denis, Raf, Pete, Dougie, Colin, Scott and mesel of course. Continuing the trend of recent weeks we started hard and despite trying not too shine too hard, I took an early, but substantial chip lead.
Then it was the Denman who felt the splinters from his virgin spoon of the season! How’d it feel big yen? A wee bit hazy…. but think the next to fall was Colin…two good lads to be knocked out, as they have a tendency to keep things rolling till the wee hours.
The next two to fallers, were the Vulture and the Gull, both knocked out in spectacular feathery fashion, leaving a three-way between Scott (BTW have you got your application papers in the post yet?) as well as me and Raff. Scott held hard, but had to admit defeat after a valiant battle, leaving German No.1 and mesel to tousle for the glory (points & money).
Heads up wey Raff was short lived, there were a few all in’s called, however the big fella called with an Ace in the pocket and one on the board. Unfortunately I had a heart in the pocket after the flop, two more hearts were smiling at me on the felt after the flop…..the turn uncovers another heart…both of us were dying to see the river??? Out it comes (another fecking heart) and makes me a flush of hearts. Happy days as I needed the loot for the A to Z of poker skills I have ordered…boys keep your eyes down as I’m looking to scoop the loot this week as well.
Catch ya later …over and oot…..Jzz
Thursday, 25 March 2010
We're off to Double Spoon!!
This weeks action......
Gull wins , Jason came second, dennis took the bubble in horendous fashion and Raff went.....
Off too Double Spoon!!!!
Till next week.......
Thursday, 11 March 2010
German+TV+ PC+Hookie Telewest box = No Football highlights
This week's action....
Seven heads gather for the March buy-in with those present consisting of Roundhead, Denman, Ze German, Nic Nac, The Vulture, Scott (awaiting registration documents) and Sid (ground sloth character from Ice Age - amazing!)
With the New Year resolution ground rules being truly thwarted on a number of levels the action eventually started at 9 ish. This was only after the vulture had made an unexpected late appearance. With a two pronged attack coming from the enemies at home he had made a desperate escape to join in on this weeks events. Vultures as a species would eat their young should they be ill, so leaving them to go and play poker is almost admirable.
The usual vegetarian options were available on this weeks menu so details, as always when posted so late in the week, are very hazy. No apologies required or offered.
Action started early on, which has been a trait of the group in recent weeks, with some calls of 8 and raises to 18 not to be outdone and matched round the table.
Early buy-ins went to Nic Nac, Scott and the Denman with the German following suit.
To everyone's delight Germany's answer to a shit Murray Walker hit this weeks splinter cell on the nose and in a blaze of glory resigned himself to a point less on the table of dreams. The cards on which he departed are at this stage a mystery but anyone wishing details can contact him anytime between 12 noon and 1 pm Monday through Friday at AVbyZEgerman@tryswitchingitoffandon.com Available for major all sporting and concert events.
Next to bite the dust was Scott, who with an immaculate showing the previous week of action all areas and that old poker favourite of being dipped in excrement, proved he can execute poker on all levels by taking an early bath. A truly welcome addition to the fold. Visas and work permit will be closely followed with the highs and lows, a nickname, an embarrassing photo or lookalike and the juggling of work/social life to exclude all Thursdays.
Next to go was the Peter Rounhead Gull Really! Is it me? who's details are still fresh in his mind and that of any of the collection that has spoken to him in recent days.
The beauty of his exit was not just that it's always nice to see the reigning champ suffer but that his manner of exit will run shivers through the spines of poker players everywhere.
Two hands in which he had the choice of make or break. He opted for the latter after a good 5 or 10 minutes of "call, fold, call, fold, call...." Against his old winged adversary as well. So the fact he was on an open ended flush draw which, you guessed it - he hit in the end, he folded only to be knocked clean off his feet in the very next hand was a very large pill to swallow. Even for that enormous head. Gull went all in with tens only to be called by the smuggest bird in town who hit his bullet. Very quick, very painful, very nice.
That left four and what would become a grind to the end which was littered with moments of action. The chips certainly did the rounds with Denman and Nic Nac holding on and Dougie and Colin holding the majority of the chips.
Dougeeeeeeeeerachaaaa had decided he had seen enough at this stage and with the league big guns out of his way saw an easy run in with chips and hard dollars available. All he had to do was complete the transaction.
He began the takedown with a swift dispatch of Pete and after a hard fight, Denman's chip stack couldn't stand up to the blinds, and he too was relegated or promoted to rolling duty.
Battle of the bubble was a drawn out affair which saw the vulture being pushed to the end. The end of his tether. Eventually the all in calls began and at this stage no call still meant 90 chips exchanging hands. Right up till Sid thought - F*?@ it - and called the Vulture who turned up a healthy, with no flop yet, pair of 4's only to see Sid flip a pair of 6's. Nothing in flop, turn or river could save him. He saw a monster stack move across the table along with his chances of victory and the blood drained away from his face like a one of his Sahara Dessert victims. He was left with a few chips that were handed over in almost apologetic fashion.
Sid and Nic Nac went heads up, or head to neck, and with both being close to unconsciousness and Raph about to call time on the Rossie Terrace Concentration Camp there was no time wasted.
A couple of all in's later and with Sid moving his entire stack to the right the evening came to a close. Nic Nac took the spoils and some very much required points to raise him up to the very strategic position on NIL, ZERO, NOTHING, NADA.
Till next week poker stars!
This weeks blog was brought to you from an island which does not appear on any known map which conceals a high spec arrangement of flashing lights and dials where a two foot baddie squeals his way around. Nothing like me!
Extra security will be drafted in this week as high end poker tournaments around Europe are being targeted by thieves. Dennis didn't you call in sick Monday????
Seven heads gather for the March buy-in with those present consisting of Roundhead, Denman, Ze German, Nic Nac, The Vulture, Scott (awaiting registration documents) and Sid (ground sloth character from Ice Age - amazing!)
With the New Year resolution ground rules being truly thwarted on a number of levels the action eventually started at 9 ish. This was only after the vulture had made an unexpected late appearance. With a two pronged attack coming from the enemies at home he had made a desperate escape to join in on this weeks events. Vultures as a species would eat their young should they be ill, so leaving them to go and play poker is almost admirable.
The usual vegetarian options were available on this weeks menu so details, as always when posted so late in the week, are very hazy. No apologies required or offered.
Action started early on, which has been a trait of the group in recent weeks, with some calls of 8 and raises to 18 not to be outdone and matched round the table.
Early buy-ins went to Nic Nac, Scott and the Denman with the German following suit.
To everyone's delight Germany's answer to a shit Murray Walker hit this weeks splinter cell on the nose and in a blaze of glory resigned himself to a point less on the table of dreams. The cards on which he departed are at this stage a mystery but anyone wishing details can contact him anytime between 12 noon and 1 pm Monday through Friday at AVbyZEgerman@tryswitchingitoffandon.com Available for major all sporting and concert events.
Next to bite the dust was Scott, who with an immaculate showing the previous week of action all areas and that old poker favourite of being dipped in excrement, proved he can execute poker on all levels by taking an early bath. A truly welcome addition to the fold. Visas and work permit will be closely followed with the highs and lows, a nickname, an embarrassing photo or lookalike and the juggling of work/social life to exclude all Thursdays.
Next to go was the Peter Rounhead Gull Really! Is it me? who's details are still fresh in his mind and that of any of the collection that has spoken to him in recent days.
The beauty of his exit was not just that it's always nice to see the reigning champ suffer but that his manner of exit will run shivers through the spines of poker players everywhere.
Two hands in which he had the choice of make or break. He opted for the latter after a good 5 or 10 minutes of "call, fold, call, fold, call...." Against his old winged adversary as well. So the fact he was on an open ended flush draw which, you guessed it - he hit in the end, he folded only to be knocked clean off his feet in the very next hand was a very large pill to swallow. Even for that enormous head. Gull went all in with tens only to be called by the smuggest bird in town who hit his bullet. Very quick, very painful, very nice.
That left four and what would become a grind to the end which was littered with moments of action. The chips certainly did the rounds with Denman and Nic Nac holding on and Dougie and Colin holding the majority of the chips.
Dougeeeeeeeeerachaaaa had decided he had seen enough at this stage and with the league big guns out of his way saw an easy run in with chips and hard dollars available. All he had to do was complete the transaction.
He began the takedown with a swift dispatch of Pete and after a hard fight, Denman's chip stack couldn't stand up to the blinds, and he too was relegated or promoted to rolling duty.
Battle of the bubble was a drawn out affair which saw the vulture being pushed to the end. The end of his tether. Eventually the all in calls began and at this stage no call still meant 90 chips exchanging hands. Right up till Sid thought - F*?@ it - and called the Vulture who turned up a healthy, with no flop yet, pair of 4's only to see Sid flip a pair of 6's. Nothing in flop, turn or river could save him. He saw a monster stack move across the table along with his chances of victory and the blood drained away from his face like a one of his Sahara Dessert victims. He was left with a few chips that were handed over in almost apologetic fashion.
Sid and Nic Nac went heads up, or head to neck, and with both being close to unconsciousness and Raph about to call time on the Rossie Terrace Concentration Camp there was no time wasted.
A couple of all in's later and with Sid moving his entire stack to the right the evening came to a close. Nic Nac took the spoils and some very much required points to raise him up to the very strategic position on NIL, ZERO, NOTHING, NADA.
Till next week poker stars!
This weeks blog was brought to you from an island which does not appear on any known map which conceals a high spec arrangement of flashing lights and dials where a two foot baddie squeals his way around. Nothing like me!
Extra security will be drafted in this week as high end poker tournaments around Europe are being targeted by thieves. Dennis didn't you call in sick Monday????
Friday, 26 February 2010
Happy Birthday Pete, here is your spoon!
This week's action......
Today’s action happened to be on a Wednesday. The change was due to limited numbers for the best day of the week, but as it turned out only four showed up anyway because the Menace was out to fight the forces of the resistance which he promised to do so ages ago.
But anticipation was big: Champions League and poker at the same night WOOHOO. But then disaster struck and the dodgy box of unlimited channels decided to go to the graveyard of my gadgets and joined the plasma of doom, the deep fried laptop and the pc of old ages.
Some celebrations on the felt anyway: Pete went over to the dark side of the twenties and joined the club of early pensioners.
Jason, Colin, Roundhead and I started a tight battle. Pete and me soon on a low stack, where as J and Colin scooped in pot after pot. After a while though it seemed to turn and I clawed back some minor pots to help me survive just that little bit longer. Same with Pete, who put in a lot of effort and managed to gather a reasonable amount of chips. Convinced he will hit everything though he called my all in. It was his straight draw against my royal flush draw after the flop and the flush on the river left Pete banging his head on the table trying to shape his roundhead to a square. Not many chips left he went all in again and Col finished him of
A cry of joy reached us from the other part of the city as The Vulture heard of Pete’s fate!
Battle for the bubble was a tight one. Noone wanted to give in and it started to be a big grinder. Too much for Pete and his white gloves - he put the cheese board of celebrations on the table and a bounty on my head.
Enticed by the price of a cheese wedge J and ‘ze german number 1, Ja’ went in a biggie against each other. Q66 on the flop, 6 the turn followed by a Bullet. Jason confident that his house was big enough to beat me started scooping up the chips until he eventually realized that I had the poker of the devil! Soap for Jason.
Heads up and I was on the chip lead for a change. Great, considering the difference between my stack and Colin’s.
Letting the blinds do the work it soon was all over and second spot for Colin and a HATRICK for me!!!
Till next week....
This blog was brought to you by the letter R
Today’s action happened to be on a Wednesday. The change was due to limited numbers for the best day of the week, but as it turned out only four showed up anyway because the Menace was out to fight the forces of the resistance which he promised to do so ages ago.
But anticipation was big: Champions League and poker at the same night WOOHOO. But then disaster struck and the dodgy box of unlimited channels decided to go to the graveyard of my gadgets and joined the plasma of doom, the deep fried laptop and the pc of old ages.
Some celebrations on the felt anyway: Pete went over to the dark side of the twenties and joined the club of early pensioners.
Jason, Colin, Roundhead and I started a tight battle. Pete and me soon on a low stack, where as J and Colin scooped in pot after pot. After a while though it seemed to turn and I clawed back some minor pots to help me survive just that little bit longer. Same with Pete, who put in a lot of effort and managed to gather a reasonable amount of chips. Convinced he will hit everything though he called my all in. It was his straight draw against my royal flush draw after the flop and the flush on the river left Pete banging his head on the table trying to shape his roundhead to a square. Not many chips left he went all in again and Col finished him of
A cry of joy reached us from the other part of the city as The Vulture heard of Pete’s fate!
Battle for the bubble was a tight one. Noone wanted to give in and it started to be a big grinder. Too much for Pete and his white gloves - he put the cheese board of celebrations on the table and a bounty on my head.
Enticed by the price of a cheese wedge J and ‘ze german number 1, Ja’ went in a biggie against each other. Q66 on the flop, 6 the turn followed by a Bullet. Jason confident that his house was big enough to beat me started scooping up the chips until he eventually realized that I had the poker of the devil! Soap for Jason.
Heads up and I was on the chip lead for a change. Great, considering the difference between my stack and Colin’s.
Letting the blinds do the work it soon was all over and second spot for Colin and a HATRICK for me!!!
Till next week....
This blog was brought to you by the letter R
