Poker Update
Three days back and what a start. It was you playing Pacific 3/6 on Thursday? So you thought it would be funny to super-semi bluff your gutshots at my trips. And hit. And hit again. And again? No fucking way. Did you feel no compassion?
That was a pretty big hole to climb out of. That was a lot of marginal value bets worth of climbing. But I made it, and then some more, and then I went on a roll of my own. Who’s laughing now?
Seriously, when I left I’d been playing against a line-up so passive you‘d think opium was cool again. Someone bets into you and it can only be quads. Get check-raised and it’s the royal. Suddenly I come home, tanned and relaxed and it’s like Zinedine Zidane caught me in a threesome with his mother and sister. Plus ça change.
