Matt Vaughan
King of Moody Rants
Bronze Level
Sigh. Mostly fun session, and mostly played quite solid. Started my session out by semibluff x-raising with weak TP + OESD, barreling the flush card turn and getting jammed on. So I started out down about $150.
Kept it together though, got a better seat, and went to work. Grinded it back to roughly even, then a maniac got to the table. He was open-jamming, iso-jamming, and 3b-jamming a 50ish bb stack like it was a tournament and he had 10 bb.
Eventually I picked up AK when he shoved $150 over a $10 open. I called, and the board ran out relatively dry, but with no pair for my hand. "Ace high" I said, and turned my hand over. He shook his head a little, looking disappointed... and flipped over 98 for a rivered pair and the pot. I was a little frustrated, to say the least, but I obviously wasn't even that massive of a favorite AIPF.
I had another interesting hand where I got a reasonably good reg to spew vs me. He only had aboot $150 to start the hand, and I 3b his open of $11 to $35 with QQ. He flatted and we went HU to 753tt. He checked, and I cbet $40, expecting him to view this sizing as somewhat weak. As I hoped, he thought for a little bit and x/jammed. I quickly called, and the board ran out runner clubs to put 4 to a flush. I rivered a set as well, but didn't need it, as he turned over TT with no club.
Got into another spot vs. the maniac where he opened to $15 in EP, I 3b to $45 with AA, and we had some banter. He asked if I had AA, and I nodded vigorously. Someone said, "poker players never lie," and pretending to backtrack, I said "wait! Then I don't have aces! Um, wait, maybe I do." It was overall a friendly table and a talkative one, so I didn't feel I was giving anything away - I'd been talking during heads up hands a fair bit.
He said something about "let's put it all in I guess" and I snap called and turned my hand over. I shrugged and commented that "89s is probably gonna be good here." He shrugged back at me and the flop came T72r. I didn't bother looking at his face for a reaction - I felt pretty damn good about my hand. The turn came a 6, and the river a J, and he didn't turn over his hand. I was pretty confident I'd won the pot.
Then he turned over 89.
The table exploded. Not only had I called his hand exactly - I had also called that it would be good before the board came out. I was a little less ecstatic than the rest of them, as I'd just lost the entire $271 worth of the villain's stack in another AIPF situation against 89.
Ended the session down just $260, which I think is pretty sweet. The only hand I felt I misplayed was one with AJ against a tight player where I called his preflop $11 iso raise BB vs SB and a $15, $35, and $60 all in bet on A44 two tone, To, 7o.
The turn call felt like a mistake, and the river was a super easy fold, but I just couldn't let go of it after I called the turn that time. Overall quite pleased with my play for the night though, especially given the things that went wrong.
Kept it together though, got a better seat, and went to work. Grinded it back to roughly even, then a maniac got to the table. He was open-jamming, iso-jamming, and 3b-jamming a 50ish bb stack like it was a tournament and he had 10 bb.
Eventually I picked up AK when he shoved $150 over a $10 open. I called, and the board ran out relatively dry, but with no pair for my hand. "Ace high" I said, and turned my hand over. He shook his head a little, looking disappointed... and flipped over 98 for a rivered pair and the pot. I was a little frustrated, to say the least, but I obviously wasn't even that massive of a favorite AIPF.
I had another interesting hand where I got a reasonably good reg to spew vs me. He only had aboot $150 to start the hand, and I 3b his open of $11 to $35 with QQ. He flatted and we went HU to 753tt. He checked, and I cbet $40, expecting him to view this sizing as somewhat weak. As I hoped, he thought for a little bit and x/jammed. I quickly called, and the board ran out runner clubs to put 4 to a flush. I rivered a set as well, but didn't need it, as he turned over TT with no club.
Got into another spot vs. the maniac where he opened to $15 in EP, I 3b to $45 with AA, and we had some banter. He asked if I had AA, and I nodded vigorously. Someone said, "poker players never lie," and pretending to backtrack, I said "wait! Then I don't have aces! Um, wait, maybe I do." It was overall a friendly table and a talkative one, so I didn't feel I was giving anything away - I'd been talking during heads up hands a fair bit.
He said something about "let's put it all in I guess" and I snap called and turned my hand over. I shrugged and commented that "89s is probably gonna be good here." He shrugged back at me and the flop came T72r. I didn't bother looking at his face for a reaction - I felt pretty damn good about my hand. The turn came a 6, and the river a J, and he didn't turn over his hand. I was pretty confident I'd won the pot.
Then he turned over 89.
The table exploded. Not only had I called his hand exactly - I had also called that it would be good before the board came out. I was a little less ecstatic than the rest of them, as I'd just lost the entire $271 worth of the villain's stack in another AIPF situation against 89.
Ended the session down just $260, which I think is pretty sweet. The only hand I felt I misplayed was one with AJ against a tight player where I called his preflop $11 iso raise BB vs SB and a $15, $35, and $60 all in bet on A44 two tone, To, 7o.
The turn call felt like a mistake, and the river was a super easy fold, but I just couldn't let go of it after I called the turn that time. Overall quite pleased with my play for the night though, especially given the things that went wrong.
