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      <title><![CDATA[Adventures in Sucking]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[The last couple weeks have been pretty wild.  I took a week-and-a-half vacation and read multiple poker books, including Sklansky's &quot;Theory and Practice&quot; and Harrington's workbook, a.k.a. &quot;Harrington on Hold 'em vol 3&quot;.  Good stuff.  And then equipped with all that knowledge, I hopped online - and promptly got my ass PWNED all over the place.

Not the desired result.  

To my credit, the litany of bad beats and bad situations I've been involved in over the last few days has been breathtaking.  This of course is going to sound really, really familiar, but indulge me for a minute.  These are all no limit hands:

- Pocket jacks vs. pocket queens on an all undercard board, after I raised pre-flop and he smooth-called.  You can image how well that went.  I didn't get stacked but it wasn't great.

- Pocket queens vs. pocket kings on an all undercard board where I hit a four-card flush, that he also ended up having.  It took me to the turn to realize he had a bigger pair, and then I hit my flush and paid off another value bet from him that I probably should have just folded.  Of course I'd already dumped in $6, what's another $6?  Grumble grumble.

- Pocket kings vs. pocket aces.  Our old friend, our regular visitor.  Fuck you, old friend.

- Pocket aces vs. pocket jacks.  All in pre-flop and the idiot hit a four-card flush that I did not hit.

- Flopped trips in a blind war and found out I was up against trips with the next better kicker (a jack vs. my ten).

- Flopped the nut straight with AJ on a KQT board against pocket kings, all in on the turn, board paired on the river.

- Flopped a set vs. someone that flopped a straight, board didn't pair.

- In a pot limit Omaha game: a guy was raising literally every hand pre-flop and potting the flop no matter what, so I re-raised him big pre-flop with AKKJ and then put the rest in on a queen-high, scattershot flop.  He called with QJxx and the happy little queen came down on the river to bail him out.  (Of  ..]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/705/Adventures-in-Sucking</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[The Great Question Of Our Time]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[Of the many great questions of our time, this is perhaps the greatest: why can't all poker players be as bad and transparent as the ones playing 25 NL 6-max on PartyPoker?

I mean, I'm just crushing them.  Destroying them.  When I'm on my game, I can't lose to these guys.  They can otudraw me and cold deck me, but they can't outplay me.  It's sick.  I'm talking trash like Reggie Miller and wagging my tongue like Michael Jordan.  You should see me right now - it's fucking disgusting.  

OK, back to reality.  I really am playing out of my mind tonight.  The woes of the weekend are behind me and my focus is renewed.  Here are several perfect examples of what I'm doing right today:

- I raised at a table where I had a tight image with two LAggish players acting after me.  They both folded (one of them had already limped in, so that was surprising).  On the next hand I picked up AA and raised again, same amount.  This time one of the guys called me from the SB.  

He led into me for the full pot on a ten-high, scattered, rainbow board.  I sensed opportunity, took my time, and flat called.  The turn was another low card.  He led out for the pot again and I raised; he three-bet all in and I called.  Aces held against his ace ten and I doubled up my full stack.

- Different table; two people had just joined and posted blinds outside of the BB.  I raised from the button with AJ, making it 1.50 to go.  Only one of the two new players called, everyone else folded.  The flop was jack high - something like JT5.  He checked, I bet 2/3 of the pot, and then he min-raised me.  I sensed that he was checking if his jack was good, but since there was a flush draw and straight draw on board I couldn't take chances, so I re-raised to 8.00.  He called.  The turn was a safe card and when he checked, I potted it to put him all in.  He called that as well with KJ, and my hand held again.  And those were my two big pots of the night - AA and TPTK with AJ, both unimproved.

But bef ..]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/690/The-Great-Question-Of-Our-Time</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[An Update in Disgust]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[Well sir - that didn't last long.

After going up and down and up and down today, I was finally a bit down when this disgusting hand came along:

I was on the big blind with Qh5h and a LAgg raised from the button.  I called... very speculative, I admit, but I was playing well and felt like I could take this guy.  Or whatever.  And I was kind of sick of losing my blind to his bullshit raises.

I flopped a pair of fives on a board of 7d 5d 3h, and checked.  He bet the pot, $4, and I called.  Basically I felt he was stealing, and liked my pair - plus with a backdoor flush draw and a real diamond draw that I could possibly rep if it hit, I felt like this pot was mine to steal.

The turn brought a black queen - cha-ching!  I checked, he potted it again, and I just pushed.  No point getting cute.  He called... with QJ... and hit a jack on the river.

So back to 25 NL I go.  Enough is enough.  I'm playing fine and I realize this was nothing but a horrendous beat from a really awful player who couldn't drop a hand if his life depended on it, but I told myself I would fall back a level if I dropped to $900 or below, and I just did so.  So - 50 NL, I'll see you in a couple weeks, I hope.]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/685/An-Update-in-Disgust</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[He Loves The Slop - Eats It Up!]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[Today is &quot;trudge through the sludge day&quot; here on the ranch.  By &quot;ranch&quot; I of course mean my palatial Indianapolis estate, which occupies 45 acres for the house and swimming pool alone, and in which I am regularly fed grapes by beautiful, topless young women of a certain pedigree.

And by &quot;sludge&quot; I of course am referring to Party's 50 NL game.  I've put in about 3 hours and am roughly minus one buy-in.  It's not for lack of trying - I've simply been cold-decked like hell.  I've sat in at least five very juicy games today and come up empty-handed - not able to take advantage of any of the fish I've come across.  Basically it's just dire starting hands and missing a lot of draws, or getting outdrawn when I have a thin edge.  Nothing's working, but I'm hanging in there - or trying to.  In retrospect, I should have realized Saturday night when I was playing my last 25 NL session and getting aces seemingly every other hand (including - not kidding - back-to-back TWICE on different tables), that things were bound to swing the other way soon enough.  Soon enough in fact for me to enjoy hours of staring at 24o today.

Oh well.  I do feel like my legs are back under me for this level, and if I can ever get some cards or connect with some flops, I'll prove it.  I'm playing well, I think - considering that I've only won two $10+ pots today, and one was on a stone cold bluff, I'm really not doing too badly.]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/684/He-Loves-The-Slop--Eats-It-Up</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[Weekend Poker Pro Movie Watch Salad Cake Headrush]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[It's the weekend!  Le weekend, as the French would say.  I've got plans to go to a wonderful restaurant for dinner, and then god knows what I'm doing.  The sky's the limit.  I'll probably put in a million hours at the online tables this weekend; been running so well lately that I feel I should set aside a lot more time to play.  So far I have not really done that.  But I need to, in preparation for my next crazy initiative:

OPERATION: CONSIDER BEING A PROFESSIONAL PLAYER

OK, I'm not anywhere close to having the bankroll to do this.  Not even remotely in the area.  But I'm playing with great focus and adaptability lately, and I know I can succeed at higher stakes than I'm currently playing.  I have in the past had good winrates up to $100 NL on Party.  Once I have the cash online again to play that high, I need to think about going higher.  What I would really like to do is see if I can focus and put together the bankroll to be able to play 3/6 NL.  Once I get there, if I can get an acceptable BB/100 hands going, I think I could make a pretty decent living in those games.  If I move up from that point, it's gravy.  So I'm going to set some bankroll goals for myself first... that's step 1.  In fact here it is:

Current BR: $1000
Target 1: $2000 by the end of July
Target 2: $4000 by the end of September
Target 3: $8000 by the end of November
Target 4: $12000 by Jan 1, 2007

And once I hit that mark, I'll start playing 3/6 NL.  

The biggest obstacle I have is just lack of time.  I really don't put in many hours lately, which means my 'roll is experiencing some seriously slow growth.  I tend to make $15-40 a session recently, but my sessions might be 45 minutes to 2 hours at most, and I only get about 5 or 6 sessions in a week.  Stupid job and social life!  Be less time-consuming!

If I can reach my mark by Jan 1, then I'm going to spend maybe four months playing as much 3/6 as possible and see how I do.  That will be the determining factor of course;  ..]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/681/Weekend-Poker-Pro-Movie-Watch-Salad-Cake-Headrush</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[Weekend of Aces, a.k.a. Slapping Phil Ivey Around is Fun]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[My project is finished:

http://www.flopturnriver.com/phpBB2/forum/poker-36817.htm

There it is, my FTR/poker pro-themed PartyPoker table mod.  Enjoy.  

--

One significant advantage of playing with the mod is that I get to cackle with delight whenever I pimp-slap a poker pro who is playing like a complete LAggtard.  And because I'm still in the final stages of playing 25 NL 6-max (moving up soon, thank god - just $100 of bankroll to go) I run into plenty of them.  

Over the handful of hours I played on Saturday and Sunday, I somehow got pocket aces eight or nine times.  And at least half of them won a big pot for me.  The best one was this beatdown I put on Phil Ivey: everyone limped in.  I raised to 2.00 from the big blind with AA.  Everyone folded except one obstinate fish in middle position, so two of us saw the beautiful flop of AQx.  With a $5-ish pot, I decided to try a weak lead of $2 and see if I could get a nibble.  Sure enough, he thought about it and raised me to $4, which I hesitantly called.  The turn was  the best possible card, another queen.  I checked and he bet $6, which I check-raised to $13.  He called.  On the irrelevant river card I bet his last $7, which he called.  He showed down QJo and I won a very nice pot with my aces full.  

Another great aces hand, different table: a short stack with just over $5 raised to $1, and an atrocious player behind him called.  Then I re-raised from the blinds to $3.  This amount was picked specifically because I was hoping the short stack would go all in and trap the caller for at least $4 more before I brought the thunder.  It had to be enough to make the short stack push, but then low enough that the push allowed me to re-raise.  Sure enough the short stack pushed, the bad player called both raises cold, and then I pushed over the top of that for $20 more.  The bad player called that as well and got effectively sandwiched out of his whole stack.  He showed down AQ, the short stack had KT, and ..]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/665/Weekend-of-Aces-aka-Slapping-Phil-Ivey-Around-is-Fun</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[Mixing It Up]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[I'm taking a brief break from poker and the FTR forums to work on a special little project.  I'll probably be done with it this weekend.  I don't want to give too much away, but it's a skin for PartyPoker, and it should look pretty cool when I get done with it.  I'll find a way to post it on FTR so you can all admire my handiwork.

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      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/655/Mixing-It-Up</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[Ground Control to Major Tom!  Commencing Countdown... Engines ON]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[I haven't been blogging much lately.  And for that, I apologize.  I've been away on business, and playing a lot of poker, and masturbating like a fiend.  Sometimes life gets in the way.  No, that's no good.  How about: sometimes life FINDS a way.  Like in &quot;Jurassic Park.&quot;  Life finds a way to sneak into the top secret facility by means of getting a job there, and then shuts down the power grid so that all the dinosaurs can run amok and do cool shit like eat people and stomp on cars.  Jeff Goldblum was right!

My bankroll is seriously health-ifying, and pretty soon I'm going to be playing real stakes again.  I'm excited... it's been a while.  I've played at the $50 level on Party off and on recently, but I'm about to move there for good.  And hopefully from there it will be a short hop to $100.  (The last time I played the $50 level regularly, I crushed it.)

I don't have any really interesting Bad Beat Stories or Tales of Poker or Hand Histories to regale you with, because I tend to just post them in the forums.  Maybe this week I'll try to save a few back.  The only notable hand I've played recently that I didn't post was this one: crazy maniac guy is clearly drunk and raising every other hand to 2.00 or 3.00, which is hefty with a .25 big blind.  He is sitting right in front of me so I am folding a lot.  He raises on the button to 3.00, and I push all in with A5s, mainly because I'm tired of his crap and I don't feel like playing post-flop poker against a maniac.  Folds around to him and he calls?  With A6o?  Woot!  We split the pot.  So nothing was accomplished and now there's blood in the water.

A few hands later, he min-raises.  I call with Kd8d, and a guy calls behind me from the blinds as well.  The flop is 456 with two diamonds.  The first guy bets 2/3 the pot, the maniac calls, and I... push all in?  Well, why not.  I have overs, a gutshot, and the 2nd nut flush draw.  The first guy folds.  The maniac... calls?  Again??  With 97 off????  And sure eno ..]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/646/Ground-Control-to-Major-Tom--Commencing-Countdown-Engines-ON</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[Anatomy of a Meltdown]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[Last night was an object lesson in how poker can mistreat you if things just ain't swinging your way.  Well, not YOUR way - my way.  In other words, this is a bad beat post.  But to hell with you, this is my blog.  

I played maybe two hours last night and managed to drop three buy-ins at 25 no limit.  What's exasperating about this is that it seems so hard (and rare) to go on a rush in which I win three buy-ins in that short a span of time, but losing three... that's like water spilling out of my cupped hands.  All it takes is relaxing my fingers for a few seconds, and splllllaaaaaash.

Key hands were these... and when I say key, I mean it.  As you can see, if one of these had swung my way it would have meant a one buy-in loss instead of three.  And if two or more of them had swung my way, I would have made a solid profit for my session.  Anyway:

<img src="http://blog.flopturnriver.com/smilies/icon_spade.gif" alt="icon_spade" />  I was playing a pretty LAggy game at a typical loose/passive table.  I got AdKd in the small blind, and the first two players limped; cutoff min-raised, button called.  So now I was staring at a six-way pot where every single player was going to call if I didn't fix the situation.  I re-raised to $5.  I figured this would be sufficient to win the $2 or so in the middle, and if not I was prepared to push most flops since the cutoff only had $14 behind.  Like I said, pretty LAggy.  

Well everyone folded but the cutoff, who just called.  The flop was king high but all hearts.  I pushed, the villain called - with AhJd.  Just hideous.  As you can guess, he caught his flush.  And there went $20.  Or as I like to think of it, a -$40 swing (since that's how much more I would have had if I had won).  Behold the power of negativity.

<img src="http://blog.flopturnriver.com/smilies/icon_spade.gif" alt="icon_spade" />  Different table, a while later.  I raised to $1 with AcTc.  One player called and then one of the blinds re-raised $1.  I couldn't think of folding for the min-raise so I called, even though I had him pegged for QQ+.  The other player called as well.  

The flop ..]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/594/Anatomy-of-a-Meltdown</link>
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      <title><![CDATA[I Remember When, I Remember, I Remember When I Lost My Mind]]></title>
      <description><![CDATA[For those of you who aren't &quot;in the know,&quot; that title is a reference to the opening line of &quot;Crazy,&quot; the internet sensation hit single from Gnarls Barkley.  Cee-lo + Danger Mouse = yummy for my tummy.  The album &quot;St. Elsewhere&quot; finally dropped, and damn, it's good.  I'm listening to it today, along with some Ranking Joe (makes me feel high at work, and I don't even smoke pot at home) and Raekwon.  Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, dammit!  

---

My poker skeelz are all the way back.  It's almost a surreal experience - I went through such a prolonged, pessimism-laced downswing that playing well and doing well are very unexpected results.  But my confidence has returned in a big way.  I was playing with some friends last night and broke out the whole bag of tricks.  I perfectly executed a squeeze play on one guy when he raised pre-flop in Omaha and got two callers including me.  After he bet and got a call, I raised the pot and got them both to fold - and I had total air, absolutely nothing.  I wouldn't suggest that move more than very occasionally, but it felt good.  I also employed some acting to get paid on a couple hands that by all rights I should have made basically nothing on.  All in all it was a beautiful evening of poker.  I went in feeling like I should take at least half a buy-in off somebody, and I beat my own goal by almost doubling up.  Against uber-tight players like these, that's a pretty good accomplishment in just a few hours' play.

The only thing I'm lacking is enough hours to exploit this good run.  I feel like I could be making a few hundred a week if I had a little more time, but as it is I'm just squeezing in maybe four or five hours of poker a week.  And since my roll is still somewhat feeble, it's been at low stakes, too.  Ah well, all in due time.

I have nothing more of interest to say today, so off you go.]]></description>
      <link>http://blog.flopturnriver.com/post/dalecooper/556/I-Remember-When-I-Remember-I-Remember-When-I-Lost-My-Mind</link>
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