Jody's Home Game

Saturday night saw a trip to Cheltenham for Jody’s home game. Seven runners pitched up - myself, Shazbo, Jody, Debs, Sir Mike, The Baron and Fluke. It would turn into an epic session.

We started off with two tournaments, with buy ins of £100 and £50. I managed to bubble both of them, which was a disappointing start to proceedings. I wasn’t really thinking in the £100 tournament, when I should have been more circumspect, as Mike was pretty short stacked when I pushed with K7 on the button and was looked up by big stack Tom in the big blind, with AJ. The Baron had so many chips at that point, he had first place pretty much locked up, so shoving into his big blind probably wasn’t the sharpest move I’ve ever done.

The cash game was an epic, lasting from about 2am till 4pm the next day. Myself, Tom and Jody played the entire 14 hours, whilst the other players made intermittent forays into the action, after sensibly getting some sleep in between. I ended the cash game up £450, leaving me with a £300 total profit for the night, and was pleased with my play. Short handed cash really suits my game, as my aggressiveness doesn’t get punished, as tighter players (not that there was such a thing in this game!), can’t afford to sit tight and wait for the big hands.

I was the victim of a joke however, which at the time felt extremely traumatic. It was early on in the game, and while I was changing the Baron up for more chips, the rest of the table ganged up and engineered the following hand.

I get dealt K♣K♦ in mid position and raise my standard £3. Tom reraises to £11 (also his standard re-raise). I decide to get tricky and flat call.

Flop A♣ K♥ 3♣. Perfect.

Tom bets and I call with my set of Kings.

Turn is Ks

Tom bets £30 which I re-raise to £60 (an odd move with quads but one I think works ok against an aggressive player).

Tom shoves for about £200 more which I obviously snap call and proudly plonk down my quads. Tom says, “oh, I’ve only got one out” showing 4♣5♣.

River 2c, given Tom a straight flush wheel, thus beating my quads. I storm off to the door head in hands, about to retire to bed for the night when it is revealed to me that it is a set up hand.

Very funny.:( Perhaps next time Jeremy Beadle can pop out from behind the curtain.