Morning all. just got back from a fantastic night out with my housemates, but yet again a I was
in the middle of an ALMOST fight. Despite the fact that everyone knows im a very un PC straight talking bloke who really doesn't gove a shit about the vast majority of things, I find myself annoyed once again at the cowardice of a select few.
On a night out, I enjoy myself, I have plenty to drink, I have a good chat with randomers I dont even know, but there are always a certain few who believe themselves to be in someway superior to me and my friends and cause some sort of controversy, be it verbal or physical. Today it was (slightly) physical. A simple egg thrown by a group of 20+ year old pissed RAH students who hit my friend turned into a minor confrontation which turned out, for the fourth time in a row, to be simply a case of hit and run, or more accurately hit and shit themselves once we actually stand up to them.
I grabbed the cunt by the jaw, threw him backwards and then the fucker ran off like a small girl. Pathetic.
I am genuinely fed up of people who look for trouble, commit some sort of gesture of war, and then run away like cowards as soon as I confront them. It is totally unneccessary. I would actually prefer someone who talks shit to actually destroy me completely as opposed to some skinny chav/gilet waring southern RAH who talks a good game yet fails epicly to follow up on such 'threats'.
Tom would like to add that 'people are cunts'. Judging by tonight then fair enough. He has almost passed out. Despite my previous hammered posts I am surprisingly sober and coherent :D, but biblically angry that almost every night has to end in a warzone. Meh, What can you do.
Sunday 18 January 2009
Saturday 10 January 2009
Goodish start to 09'
Me and Tom decided to play a tournament at napoleons casino yesterday. I've played there a few times and it's very seedy, the players are super aggro fish, the structure is terrible (£10 unlimited rebuys for 2hrs, starting stack 1k blinds 100/100, PL. Blinds increase in obscene increments), but the prize pool is epic. for 43 runners, the prize pool was just under 3k. After running like african death aids all night, I managed to wangle my way to fourth and £210. 60 of it went to Tom in an organised deal beforehand.
Started off on a naturally nutter table. My only hands in two hours were AK and 44, and 66. Ak got rivered by middle pair hitting trips, 44 got paid about 2k with a set, and the rest of the time my limping in late pos with crap failed to produce anything. I think i did something stupid with 96o too. Rebought twice and added on.
After this disgustingly barren period, I finally got semi paid when I had three callers on a raise with AA but annoyingly everyone gave up on the flop. I then CRAI on top pair and a flush draw (k5) after a bloke pet the pot. He folded. Still monumentally shortstacked compared to the rest of the field, about an hour later of pure bollocks I found 88 in the bb after everyone limped amazingly and decided to squeeze all in, getting called by a shortstack with kq. I hit quads! This put me middle stacked at around 17k.
Moving onto the last two tables, I called an all in from the button with a9s vs a4 for us to split the pot, then I lost the majority of my stack when I called an all in from the BB against the SB, AQ vs KJ. Flopped an A but he turn rivered two pair lol. Down to 8 BB. Ran card dead until i was down to about 4BB. Pushed with a7 got called by 88 and turn rivered a straight after he hit a set. My only real luck of the night! I then loosened up loads to try and steal some blinds which worked.
Went onto the final table as the shortest stack, tripled up AI with AQ vs KJ vs 1010 to finally give me some room. Then lost with a2 vs 99 after I raised the short BB. Some huge pots ensued till there were 4, and with me having less than 6bb the majority of the time, finally died with q9 vs JJ. That was it.
Hope all is good :D
Started off on a naturally nutter table. My only hands in two hours were AK and 44, and 66. Ak got rivered by middle pair hitting trips, 44 got paid about 2k with a set, and the rest of the time my limping in late pos with crap failed to produce anything. I think i did something stupid with 96o too. Rebought twice and added on.
After this disgustingly barren period, I finally got semi paid when I had three callers on a raise with AA but annoyingly everyone gave up on the flop. I then CRAI on top pair and a flush draw (k5) after a bloke pet the pot. He folded. Still monumentally shortstacked compared to the rest of the field, about an hour later of pure bollocks I found 88 in the bb after everyone limped amazingly and decided to squeeze all in, getting called by a shortstack with kq. I hit quads! This put me middle stacked at around 17k.
Moving onto the last two tables, I called an all in from the button with a9s vs a4 for us to split the pot, then I lost the majority of my stack when I called an all in from the BB against the SB, AQ vs KJ. Flopped an A but he turn rivered two pair lol. Down to 8 BB. Ran card dead until i was down to about 4BB. Pushed with a7 got called by 88 and turn rivered a straight after he hit a set. My only real luck of the night! I then loosened up loads to try and steal some blinds which worked.
Went onto the final table as the shortest stack, tripled up AI with AQ vs KJ vs 1010 to finally give me some room. Then lost with a2 vs 99 after I raised the short BB. Some huge pots ensued till there were 4, and with me having less than 6bb the majority of the time, finally died with q9 vs JJ. That was it.
Hope all is good :D
Wednesday 7 January 2009
2009.
Well I'm going to follow suit with this aims and goals malarkey. Before I do, a brief of sum up of '08
Life wise, not much changed. I stopped rowing and started fighting, and thus far it has been an excellent choice. No more rahs, lycra, obscenely early mornings with ice encrusted round the oars themselves, the boat, and you. And I'm still in good(ish) shape which I am happy about.
Still with megan, 3 and a half years now so it seems (touch wood) that it should be a very long term thing which is great.
Academically, 2nd year is a zillion times better than first year, even though stuff actually counts. I actually feel reasonably educated atm and have finally noticed the transition between school and uni. Woop. And of course no more fucking literature.
Financially, 1st year was terrible as Isaac will back up. Bradford education authority didn't give me the full maintenance grant and so I had to make up about 400 quid of my own money, which didn't exist. They probably had to use some of it to train bomb/drug/anti terrorist squads. STOP IT TONY. STOPPP.
Moving very very swiftly on, this year as been loads better. Despite earning 3k in an envelope factory, at the end of it all my bank balance was £0. Debts are a slag. Now though, I am semi comfortable, and this moves me on to poker.
Since I started 18 months ago I have made just over $2k. I have nothing to show for it as it all gets used to pay rent and the like. While this sum is a drop in the ocean compared to my friends at poker soc, it has nevertheless given be a bit of confidence in that thus far I am a winning player. I still need to stop tilting online and making stupid calls to prove me right.
One small example was yesterday- $5 MTT, I have A5 flop comes A45. Just me and another and this bloke in the BB. He bet I raised he min reraised. I shouted to myself " WHAT A CUNT WITH YOUR 23" I was so sure but I called (as usual) to bust. I need to stop doing that.
Right, AIMS!
1. Work harder at my degree ( I never th0ught I'd say that)
2. Win more poker and learn how to play online cash. In fact cash in general.
3. Win the UKSPC (lol!!)
4. Stay in shape
5. Try and finish my sentences in english instead of forgetting the word and then using another language.
6. Do not headbutt Tom's cactus when I get really angry.
Liebe to all. Tx
Life wise, not much changed. I stopped rowing and started fighting, and thus far it has been an excellent choice. No more rahs, lycra, obscenely early mornings with ice encrusted round the oars themselves, the boat, and you. And I'm still in good(ish) shape which I am happy about.
Still with megan, 3 and a half years now so it seems (touch wood) that it should be a very long term thing which is great.
Academically, 2nd year is a zillion times better than first year, even though stuff actually counts. I actually feel reasonably educated atm and have finally noticed the transition between school and uni. Woop. And of course no more fucking literature.
Financially, 1st year was terrible as Isaac will back up. Bradford education authority didn't give me the full maintenance grant and so I had to make up about 400 quid of my own money, which didn't exist. They probably had to use some of it to train bomb/drug/anti terrorist squads. STOP IT TONY. STOPPP.
Moving very very swiftly on, this year as been loads better. Despite earning 3k in an envelope factory, at the end of it all my bank balance was £0. Debts are a slag. Now though, I am semi comfortable, and this moves me on to poker.
Since I started 18 months ago I have made just over $2k. I have nothing to show for it as it all gets used to pay rent and the like. While this sum is a drop in the ocean compared to my friends at poker soc, it has nevertheless given be a bit of confidence in that thus far I am a winning player. I still need to stop tilting online and making stupid calls to prove me right.
One small example was yesterday- $5 MTT, I have A5 flop comes A45. Just me and another and this bloke in the BB. He bet I raised he min reraised. I shouted to myself " WHAT A CUNT WITH YOUR 23" I was so sure but I called (as usual) to bust. I need to stop doing that.
Right, AIMS!
1. Work harder at my degree ( I never th0ught I'd say that)
2. Win more poker and learn how to play online cash. In fact cash in general.
3. Win the UKSPC (lol!!)
4. Stay in shape
5. Try and finish my sentences in english instead of forgetting the word and then using another language.
6. Do not headbutt Tom's cactus when I get really angry.
Liebe to all. Tx
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