01/24/07 - BREAK - Played Limit today!!

Taking a break from NL $50 for a few days. I went over to pokerstars and played 4 tables of $1/2 limit. I cleared about 200 fpps in a little over an hour. I also won about $18. I was down over $50 at one point getting my QQ, KK, JJ cracked by rags. Wow, what a different game limit is. I basically play by a hand chart Sklansky has in his book. It's kind of no brainer play, playing position, and raising for free cards, etc. It's all math and donk ness.

I have 3 bonuses saved up there for $120, $120, and $150, plus I have another $150 on my other account. I figure I can clear the 3 bonuses in about 24 hours of play, so it will be a nice infusion to my bankroll hopefully if the donk outs don't happen too much. Playing limit has always helped my post flop play.

It's a good mixup to the grind. Once I get comfortable, I'll move up to $2/4. I always play $3/6 and $4/8 in Vegas/Scottsdale/Palm Springs when I go and always post nice profits on vacation.

When I was at Bellagio last spring, I was in a $4/8 game and got dealt Pocket 4's on button. Live game Limit is a limp fest, so I limped with 6 people seeing flop and hit my set. EP bet, call, call, call, I raise and they all call. Turn card brings another J, and I have a boat. So board is 4-x-J-J. I hope to god one of these donks has a J. Sure enough EP bets again, I raise, he reraises, etc., and we cap it going to the river after all the other donks fold. Guess what hits on river??? Another 4. I have quads and shart myself. There's a rule at Bellagio, that once it's heads up in limit, you can raise unlimited number of times. I'm trying to think how to get this guy to give me his stack. He bets, I sit and think, I raise, He reraises. I tell him I will go to end if he wants. I reraise. He flat calls. Turns over Jack all pround.

Get it fixed Donk, I got Quads. It was huge pot. Like 3 or 4 scoops from the dealer. After I turn over quads, he points his finger at me and yells: "FUCK YOU! I always get rivered!" I was in seat next to dealer and dealer whispers to me, "you had him the whole time." The donk didn't even know I had his trips beat with my boat on the turn, and kept muttering crap about the hand, and staring me down. Finally I say to him, "Hey buddy, thanks to you, I'm ordering the big filet tonite at the Prime Steakhouse. Which is like $58. He smiled and left. I liked poker that day.