Friday, 29 January 2010
Table Logistics....
This week’s action…..
The Lisburn High Roller game pulls in a big crowd with an almost sellout attendance…..
Deadly couldn’t quite make the occasion, still a couple of days left in the January sales……
Negotiations for the acquisition of a transit van are in full flow, as logistical plans are made to try and transport ‘the table’ from the fold and thus alleviating Woodcutters pains – alternative suggestions as follows –
Put the seats down in the Red Rocket and stick it in the back – quickly dismissed, the rocket is only a hatchback, this 10 man behemoth would prove too big for even a sizeable estate!
Stick it on a roof rack – quickly dismissed, fears we might reenact Scaramanga’s escape in a wing converted 1974 AMC Matador, from The Man with the Golden Gun.
With that 7 money hungry gents surround a different table, looking to accumulate some much needed tokens for maximum weekend carnage……
Nervous starts from a couple of players, the pressure pot that is the high roller game clearly showing, and this gets portrayed via dealing duties as a few flops get dealt out of turn….
Swiller was quickly deflated, by losing a large percentage of his stack, when I hit the wheel on the river, and murmurs of bottles of red on the way home ensued …..
Irwinator is in need of a refresher course on hand rankings, as it is clearly stated in the league rules - 3 pair is not a valid hand!
Still reeling from his injustice of not being able to utilise his third pair, Irwinator makes the shove, but all he gets in return is wooden trophies and white gloves…….
G is looking to continue his comeback winning form, but perhaps he had encountered a stroke of beginners luck from his prolonged absence, as he is next to fall by the wayside…..
Swiller makes a come back after flopping the nuts, and it looks like the bottle of red will have to be postponed, but not for too long, its soon back to dwindleville and the local winemark……
The Professor is still contrary to his name, but recent form has shown a lack of adeptness to the fruits of positive equity……
Hammerheed flops a house but doesn’t get any bites, but if its nibbles he’s after he is in luck, as Cally sends him his favourite snack, some Aero bubbles…….
Showdown is myself and Cally, and twice the host with the most goes in with the best hand, but comes a cropper, finally he gets some luck of his own, hits on the flop, but oh how the gods mock and they take him to heaven before they take him to hell, I spike an Ace on 4th street and take home the swag…..
I’m Jack Strauss…..Limit poker is a science, but no-limit is an art.



