Week 26
1st ($ / 10pts): Mick Satan's Nemesis McNulty
2nd ($0/ 7pts): Satan
3rd ($0 / 4pts): Paul "I'm hungry" S
4th ($0 / 2pts): Lee "cookie pusher" Nichols
Low Stakes / 10 Players / 1 Table / 11:59 Endtime
The devil went down to "Georgian"- he was lookin for a soul to steal…
When Devon came into the living room tonight, I introduced myself with "Hi, I'm Mick and I will be taking your money tonight." No, shit!
Crazy play ensued in the first two rounds with a lot of rebuys happening early in the game. The new guy, Devon, was making lots of strange calls, and seemed to be ready to go out at almost any moment. He kept going all in, but somehow just wouldn't die. By the third round, it became clear, there was something going on with Devon- he seemed to be winning more than his fair share of hands and his stack was growing. Martin went out first which always makes me happy.
Overall play was lively with lots of banter around the table suckouts galore. Even two pair was beating hands as long as it was in the hands of Devon. We finally just started referring to him as devil instead of devon- which I turned into satan because it sounded more classy. Satan seemed to be toying with us, he deep sighed before he called us, and then continued to strip us mercilessly of our chips.
We were down to six people two medium stacks (Paul and I), one huge satanic stack (devon) and three pitiful stacks, lee, laura, and either Aaron or Ken (can't remember-sorry guys). At some point Paul actually came at me over the top with a 12,000 bet, and I ripped him a new one- he should be eating the little snacks first before he goes for the main course of me! So I took a shit ton of his money with my AQ, but allowed him to live and now I was a huge stack.
We learned many things about Paul last night, first, he should not go on long bike rides before poker, second, he is not faking about being allergic to cats, and finally, he needs to eat more than once a day. Lee's goal for the entire night was to evidently make it to 4th, because he was so excited when he did. It's good to have attainable goals Lee (wouldn't want to set them too high). Satan continued to in ridiculous hands, but there were small chinks in the armor beginning to show. Got down the just Satan and I, and it was the most boring, heads up ever, but ultimately, I took Satan down.
2nd ($0/ 7pts): Satan
3rd ($0 / 4pts): Paul "I'm hungry" S
4th ($0 / 2pts): Lee "cookie pusher" Nichols
Low Stakes / 10 Players / 1 Table / 11:59 Endtime
The devil went down to "Georgian"- he was lookin for a soul to steal…
When Devon came into the living room tonight, I introduced myself with "Hi, I'm Mick and I will be taking your money tonight." No, shit!
Crazy play ensued in the first two rounds with a lot of rebuys happening early in the game. The new guy, Devon, was making lots of strange calls, and seemed to be ready to go out at almost any moment. He kept going all in, but somehow just wouldn't die. By the third round, it became clear, there was something going on with Devon- he seemed to be winning more than his fair share of hands and his stack was growing. Martin went out first which always makes me happy.
Overall play was lively with lots of banter around the table suckouts galore. Even two pair was beating hands as long as it was in the hands of Devon. We finally just started referring to him as devil instead of devon- which I turned into satan because it sounded more classy. Satan seemed to be toying with us, he deep sighed before he called us, and then continued to strip us mercilessly of our chips.
We were down to six people two medium stacks (Paul and I), one huge satanic stack (devon) and three pitiful stacks, lee, laura, and either Aaron or Ken (can't remember-sorry guys). At some point Paul actually came at me over the top with a 12,000 bet, and I ripped him a new one- he should be eating the little snacks first before he goes for the main course of me! So I took a shit ton of his money with my AQ, but allowed him to live and now I was a huge stack.
We learned many things about Paul last night, first, he should not go on long bike rides before poker, second, he is not faking about being allergic to cats, and finally, he needs to eat more than once a day. Lee's goal for the entire night was to evidently make it to 4th, because he was so excited when he did. It's good to have attainable goals Lee (wouldn't want to set them too high). Satan continued to in ridiculous hands, but there were small chinks in the armor beginning to show. Got down the just Satan and I, and it was the most boring, heads up ever, but ultimately, I took Satan down.
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