Played about 16 hours of cash and a tournament this weekend and, generally, continued to run bad. Friday night, I found myself down a little over half a buy-in and starting to get tilty. Actually, I was totally on tilt. I ended up playing A6 from middle position -- a totally tilt move -- and backed myself into a triple-up. Flop was 4 A T (two diamonds) and I check-called $16 against two players. Yes, fantastic move. Turn was a 6 giving me "Aces Up." I checked. Initial aggressor bets bets $25 and gets a call. I shove for my last $125 or so and get called in both spots -- A 4 and a flush draw. River blanks and I stack my chips. I wasn't proud; but I'll take the money.
Saturday saw some gross set-ups. The first was during an afternoon session. I get AA under the gun and raise to $12. UTG+1 raises to $25 and gets a call from the hijack. It comes back around to me and I repop to $100. UTG+1 tanks and calls (hijack folds). Flop comes K 6 T. Fuck. I check and Villain quickly shoves. Could he make this play with QQ or AK? Possibly. But the way the hand played out, it really felt like KK. I tank and muck my rockets face up. Villain graciously shows his cowboys. I guess this hand is a win for me . . .
I entered the 7:00pm donkament Saturday night. $65 buy-in, $7,500 chips, twenty-minute levels . . . During the second round (blinds $100 / $200), I'm down to $7,000 chips and get QQ in middle position. I raise to $550. Cutoff calls and big blind shoves for $4,500 or so. I call. Cutoff, who had just doubled up with AA against KK, shoves all in. I call. Big blind is making a move with his 78 hearts, and cut off called with K T off. Yes, he called $7,000 in level two with K T off. And, of course, anyone who's played a day's worth of poker knows how this story ends . . . with a K on the flop. It's not even 7:40 and I'm headed back to the cash game . . .
My evening session was no better. It started with another brutal set up. I look down at QQ in the big blind. It limps around 6 ways and I repop to $25. Under the gun -- a young, aggressive, good player, who has his chips in a rack ready to cash out -- repops to $85. He's a solid TAG player . . . he's racked up and ready to roll . . . he sees me raise from the big blind . . . and he limp-raises to $85. I'm not fooling for this at all. I fold, again face up into the muck. Young gun flashing me his cowboys and mucks . . .
I was hanging around, despite having generally bad luck. In fact, I managed to get up over $100. And then I threw my entire profit away on a triple barrel bluff with AQ. I raised to $12 preflop and got one caller -- an older guy who couldn't shut the f*ck up about how he plays $2/5 normally and yada, yada, yada . . . Flop comes down 2 7 3. I lead out for $18. He calls. Turn is an 8. I fire my second barrel ($32). He calls. River blanks and I fire my third bullet -- $56, trying to make it look valuey. Villain calls. I flip A-high. He slow rolls his 8 T off. What? He floats the flop with 8 T off? Then he catches his 8 and calls two streets with a pair of eights? OK. Good hand, I guess.
I ended up getting my money back from "Mr. $2/5" about twenty-minutes later, when I played JJ as an over pair to the flop in the exact same way I played the AQ hand. Once again, villain called a preflop raise and three streets. This time, he mucked when I tabled jacks.
My downfall was flopping 4 open-ended str8t draws. Each time, we went four or six to the flop. Each time, someone made smallish $10 to $15 flop and turn bets, which were called in several spots. So, I chased. And failed to hit a single draw.... Just not my day.
In the end, I cashed out at around 1:00am down $100-ish (plus the $65 tourney buy-in). An overall frustrating weekend at the hands of the poker gods.