On the next key hand I'm up against Mr Fishy and I have KK. I limp/re-raise the small £5 raise to £20 pre-flop and still get the call from Mr Fish. On the orphan flop I chuck in £32 which puts my villain all-in and he goes into the tank. I remember the "talk-to-them-if-you-think-they're-gonna-fold-but-want-them-to-call" trick and so I feign impatience and tell him, quite aggressively, to fold so he can save some money and so we can get on with the next hand. It works like a charm and he calls, showing 10 5 for a pair of 5s. The board doesn't help him and I'm up to around £140. I then lose a bit on the last key hand by chasing and failing to hit a gutshot and flush draw and then, at about 12:15AM, I get up from the table with £105 and £5 up on the session. I cash £100 and plop the £5 chip on the blackjack table... and win!! I double my £5 to £10 - Hurrah!! I put the two £5 chips in my pocket for next time.
Ok, so I then decide to hit The Empire and, once again, it's as busy as Piccadilly Circus. I'm way down on the list but manage to get seated at a table after about 40 minutes. Unfortunately I get seated at the table from hell which consists of many good players and it's as aggressive as f**k. Not only that but I have Mr Hyper Aggressive Big Stack Swedish Table Captain sitting two to my left!! I feel I'm getting tired - not helped by the presence of Mr Hyper Aggressive Swedish Table Captain with the big stack - and leave at 2AM after just two orbits and feel happy to be down just £5 and to end up breaking-even for the night.
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