The Lab Rats Died Again

“Day one thousand and one. Blood tests confirm that I remain immune to both airbourne and contact strains. Vaccine trials continue. I’m still unable to transfer immunity to infected hosts. The Krippen Virus is…elegant”

I attempted to re-invent my cash strategy once again last night with the usual results. I feel like Mr Smith, making constant minor or major adjustments to my vaccine, only to wake up in the morning to find my lab rats dead again.

Last night’s experiment was to play short stacked at £50, with rebuys in the pocket if needed. This style had been patented over several centuries by wiley cash game veteran Sonny O.

The preceding tournament followed the usual course for me at the moment. I built up a decent stack for the final table, and played pretty well overall, if a little cautiously. I got lucky early on, turning a set of 6s against Sir Mike’s two pair and doubling up but, predictably, when the big tournament hand arrived it went against me. This time I really should have been good - AK v AQ against the Professor in the blinds, but unfortunately a Queen took me almost down to the felt. I busted to Fluke soon after with 9T verses A8.

And so to the experiment - it all blew up in two hands.

Hand1
Holdem
I limp in late position with 4♥5♥
3 callers involved and then Sonny raises to £5. Everyone calls, as do I. Flop 2h3h3c
Mark P bets £15 and I push for my £45 remaining, with my open ended straight flush. Mark calls with pocket 6s and I miss the lot.

Hand2
Omaha
I call a raise to £2 with 8c8dTc7d along with 4 others
Flop is J, A, 9 rainbow
Sonny bets £8 and I call
Turn Q
Sonny bets £20 and, although I am worried about K10 I decide to push with my straight for £20 more.
Sonny calls and has 4 pairs so lots of outs, and the Jack hits the river to give him the house.

Not much opportunity for me to play cash now for a couple of weeks. It’s the league tonight, and then two tournaments next week in Newcastle. Perhaps I’ll have time to work on the vaccine while I am away…