Australian Poker LeagueEast Malvern RSL
15 January 2007
Placed 2 out of 78A lot of luck and some good cards, and smarter play (in most instances).One particular hand I have A8os in the SB, BB raises pre-flop, girl calls and I call. Flop is 10 8 A rainbow. I check, BB bets 600, girl calls, I call. Turn comes another A, and while I’ve made trips, the betting has me worried I’m outkicked. Another bet of about 1000, girl calls again which surprised me, I can’t put her on a hand right now. I may well be outkicked, but I can’t fold trip Aces, I call. The river brings a 10, giving me the nut full house.
This is where I’m unsure if my play was correct. If one of my opponents has a 10 there’s a good chance they’ll bet here, any bet from me could scare them from doing so. I’ve called 2 sizable bets so they must put me on some kind of hand, but I didn’t raise with the trip aces so they could put me on a straight draw that missed. On the other hand, if either of them are on a draw, that 10 is going to scare the hell out of them and they’ll likely check.
At this point it’s unlikely I will lose - only pocket 10s will beat me, a single 10 I have them beat, and if one of them has the other ace then it’s a split pot.
I check, and am a little dismayed when both of them check as well. SB mucked his hand when I showed the Ace, and the girl showed QJ, a busted straight draw. I take it down wondering if I could have milked them for a little more with a small “steal-the-pot” bet.
Final table the poker gods were smiling at me for one particular hand. I look down at KA of hearts in the BB, good old Anna Kournikova, a hand which has gotten me in a lot of trouble (in fact it busted me same time last week). But with the blinds at 2000/4000 and a lot of short stacks it’s going to be a short-handed play. Everyone calls to me and I raise to 12000. I get 2 callers and the SB folds.
Flop comes Q K 4 rainbow, so my flush is pretty much busted, but I’ve picked up top pair and a backdoor nut straight draw. I check, 2nd player checks and Bernard (friendly guy who introduced himself at the start of the hand) bets the minimum. I figure if an Ace or another King falls on the turn or the river I’ll probably be ahead, so I call, other player calls as well. Turn comes a J, one half of my straight draw, and both players don’t seem to like that card. Sensing weakness, I bet 8000. Player 1 goes all-in to call but Bernard goes all-in for another 5000. My senses obviously need some work!
I don’t really subscribe to the pot-committed theory completely, but there’s a little over 70000 in chips in the pot and it will only cost me another 5000 to see the river. This hand has made a serious dent in my chipstack, If I call I’ll be down to about 7000 left if I call. Good old KA eh. With 2 callers I know I’m probably beat by at least one of them right now, and the sidepot won’t be much to write home about if I’m secondbest. It’s getting late and I wanted to do some shopping tonight, so I decide to call and be happy with making the final table.
Player 1 shows K 10, so while I’m ahead with my Ace kicker, he has one of the 10s I was hoping for on the river. Bernard turns over a monster, pocket 4s for trip 4s on the flop, slow-played to perfection. I’m toast for sure now. The dealer takes his time turning over the river, and it’s a frickin miracle 10. Poor old Bernard can’t believe it, and after I pump the air I remember what a terrible beat he’s suffered and feel bad about that display. I get up to shake his hand and commiserate with him on such a bad beat, and he’s really good about it, happy to shake my hand and wishes me well, saying he’s barracking for me to win now.
I tighten up a lot, secure that my chipstack is good enough to get me to heads-up play, plus I get dealt a lot of rubbish. With the blinds up to 3000/6000 the short stacks don’t last much longer, but most of them fall to my main opponent at the table, a young Asian guy named Tommy, who has quite a cheer squad behind him.
I really enjoy playing heads up on the final table, it’s almost a whole different game and I practice reading tells better since there’s only one guy to study – with a full table I find it hard to get reads on multiple opponents at a time, something to work on.
I think it’s either the first or second hand heads up that I get dealt a monster, pocket queens. I don’t want to scare him off, but I have to make a minimum raise of double the blinds, taking it to 12000, he calls. Flop comes 2 5 10 rainbow, only a Q would have been better. If I had two overcards that flop completely missed for me, so I feign weakness and check, hoping he’s hit something. He has, and goes all-in, and I called him faster than the dealer could determine his chipstack. He turns over K5, and he winces at the sight of my ladies. The turn doesn’t help him and he’s about to get out of his seat when the fucking King hits on the river. Sigh. That’s poker!
That puts me at a severe shortstack compared to Tommy, but not out. A few well-timed all-in bets and folds gets me back up to about half of tommy’s stack.
One hand I’m BB and he goes all-in pre-flop, I look down at 8 10 of clubs. I’m notorious for overvaluing 2 cards of the same suit, and they’re almost connectors. I put him (correctly) on 1 or 2 overcards, maybe an ace. I call, he shows K9os. A few in the crowd question my play, and frankly so do I for a while. He’s ahead with K high all the way to the river when I hit my 10 (the third 10 on the river tonight that’s won me the hand).
I’m monster chipleader and feeling good, but a few good bluffs and lousy cards get him back in the game.
Perhaps the play I’m most proud of for the night wasn’t for a big pot, it was for reading his weakness when he tentatively bet the minimum on the flop. I could see him trying to figure out how cheaply he could take the pot, he was going to bet more but then just went for the minimum. I went all-in and he mucked it, I showed my J 9 and in a bit of coaching, told him he “just didn’t bet hard enough dude”, not gloating just letting him know I would have folded to a stronger bet (which ended up biting me in the ass later!).
For the first time I can recall I actually had a few people in the crowd cheering me on, which I have to say was a bit of a buzz. There was some very entertaining hands heads up so I think they got into the game a bit.
Final hand. I’m SB and I look down at K 10 os. A medium strength hand, good enough to re-raise if he raises me - he doesn’t and flat calls. Flop comes 9 A 2 with two diamonds (my 10 is a diamond). I check and he goes all-in.
I know he didn’t hit the Ace, as he was raising pre-flop with every Ace he got (showed me one when I folded and showed pocket 3s pre-flop). Pocket pairs he would have raised with. So he’s either got a 2 or a 9 or if he’s very lucky, 2s and 9s. That still gives me 2 overcards to hit, plus a backdoor flush draw to win. I call. He shows 2 6 for low pair, which is in front of my K high right now. Surely I can’t lose a tournament to a pair of 2s.
The turn card is a diamond and the crowd gets excited. A player in the crowd behind me better at calculating odds than me says I have 14 outs now, any K, any 10 or any diamond. This makes me feel a bit better, but I’m still pretty sure the 2s are going to hold up, and they do.
I shake Tommy’s hand and congratulate him on a great win, and he’s great, looking a bit exhausted as well. Pretty sure he didn’t expect his 2 to hold up. Bernard and his mate come up to talk to me, they’re great, tho they did ask me about that questionable 8 10 all-in call and I semi-agreed with them. One thing that they were dying to ask me was whether I would have called Bernard’s all-in on the flop if he hadn’t slowplayed his trip 4s, and I’m forced to say I probably wouldn’t have with just KA high and 18000 less chips committed to the pot.
A great night, I’m happy with some of my reads and I didn’t make any silly bluffs (unlike Saturday’s state championships…).