Poker Night Again

To continue on with the last posts theme that I'm not differing from Canada all that much, I'll talk about my most recent Poker Night.

Last Wednesday was my 3rd time taking part in Poker with the Poker in Daegu crew. I actually knew about the weekly poker game before I left Canada thanks too good ole reliable face book. I googled Poker in Daegu and thats exactly what I came up with, a weekly poker game.

The first week I lost 40 bucks, which wasn't a very good first impression to leave on my new poker comrades, but sometimes that ends up being a long term benefit. I don't think that was the case at all for the next 2 outings, but I definitely fared a lot better.

Week 2 I stayed pretty much even the whole night, jumping a bit back and forth. We announce last hand for the night and I look down at a pretty good hand with A J. I raise that shit! Unfortunately, Kevin goes over the top all in which I barely cover if I make the call.

My rationale for calling was probably pretty weak. I figured he was in the lead at this point, the only question I had was did I have 2 over cards, or just the one? I called because I counted the money I brought there as lost anyways...which as a rule of thumb is the way to go entering a game of poker as to stay away from losing money you can't afford to lose.

Haven't always stuck to it, but I try to as often as possible, especially being in a foreign land. Buddy ended up having KK, and I needed an A to win the hand.

First card on the flop was my beloved A, but the second card was the dreaded King. Another A would give him a boat, but because the Q was the 3rd it game me some tens as outs. With the turn another Q, it gave him the boat and made any straight I caught junk anways.

And on the river? Another A giving me a bigger boat. Ok, so as much as I like to say there is a skill to poker, it was not evident there and its impossible to deny the luck factor.

That put me up to about 45, a 25 profit for the night...and about a 15 loss on the year.

That brings us to last Wednesday. The cards were definately coming my way that night, but perhaps more importantly, I was doing the right things with them. I was folding at the appropriate times and I was calling down peoples bluffs when I had mediocre hands but there was a lot on the board that could beat me.

I was also making some good reads and putting some of my own bluffs out there as well.

When we announced 3 hands left, I was sitting at about 70 and someone made the comment that I was definately up on the night. My reply was assuming I don't lose 70 in the next 3 hands.

I did quite the opposite. First hand I flop a straight and get paid off as the same guy with cowboys the time before rivered 2 pair. The very next hand, or second last hand I flop 2 pair and turn a boat...beating the same guys straight. Tough luck for him.

I ended up leaving with 161 more then I arrived with. Twas a good night...and really no different from those Peterborough nights.