Thank you again for all of your caring thoughts during the past few weeks. It's been tough, but the Hoff family is hanging in there. But as much as possible, I'm trying to return to a sense of normalcy.
I can't really say that it's been all that normal, though, because I've been on kind of a hot streak. I started playing a few $6.50 9 player SNGs on Tilt just before my mother's surgery, and I won four in a row. With the bankroll boost, I decided to bump up a level and played an $11+1 SNG while waiting at the hospital (before things went to hell), and won it. I played another the following Saturday afternoon, to try and take my mind off of things, and I won that, too! Where in the hell did all of this come from? Actually I know. I'd recently reread both Phil Gordon's Little Blue Book and Harrington Vol. 1, and they kind of refocused me. I tightened up my game, but got more aggressive when I would enter a pot. Sonofabitch if it didn't work! I got a little full of myself later in the week and tried a $33+3, but went out in 5 th. I also tried a couple of peep sex token SNGs but couldn't get anywhere with them. So I went back to what was working, and hit 2 more $11s and won them.
That brings us to tonight. I actually got home in time to play while DAPGF was teaching. It's been so long since I played the Mookie, I flat forgot about it! Next week, I should be able to do it. Anyway, I was feeling good so I jumped into another $33 SNG. Bounced out in 6th, so I decided to step down just one level. $22 (these are all 9 player turbos, btw) and I took 2nd. Not bad, so I decided to hit another one. Warning, there's a bad beat ahead, but that's not what pissed me off. First hand, I get AA at UTG+1. UTG folds and I raise it up to 180 to go (15/30), for a 6x raise. I get called by 2 people, making the pot 735. Flop comes down 7 8 2 rainbow. I lead out with a pot bet. MP folds and the button shoves. I stupidly figured that nobody would've called me preflop with a low pair, so I put the button on TT or better. Fonkey flips over a pair of ducks for a set, and sends my aces to the rail on the first hand. As much as that torqued me, what really pissed me off is that he just flamed the hell out of me in the girlie chat, wondering why I called him with "nothing". Hmm. Let's see. A low, raggy flop, no real draws, at least none that should have been viable given the preflop action, so I'm not seeing how my aces were "nothing". And then he couldn't understand why I could be shocked that he'd call a solid preflop raise with ducks. Oh well. You live, you learn, you sign up for the next $22 SNG that's spinning up. And then you fucking win the damn thing. I did bounce out of one more SNG in 5 th, but my bankroll is sitting pretty comfortable for the first time in a while. Who knew?
DAPGF is only teaching one class this quarter, so there's only one night that I will get to consistently play poker (I might play occasionally on nights I'm feeling stupid enough to stay up until 2 a.m.). I did manage to get a kitchen pass for Saturday, though. A new, small Indian casino opened up east of San Diego, and one of my home game buddies is a new dealer there. And, they're having a tournament on Saturday with a $1000 guarantee. It's a pretty small casino, so that might mean a decent overlay. But whatever. Me, Troll, and Gato get to get our live poker on! Definitely looking forward to it. Look for a poker room review here sometime next week. Otherwise, I'll see ya out there on the digital felt.