It was a light field in the MATH last night, with only 15 players. I guess that accounts for the fact that I managed to ITM in third place.
I found myself the short stack, with both Hoy and H0P having around double my chips. I figured if I concentrated I might be able to chip up and take second. Then I looked at the time, looked at the difference between second and third ($36), looked at my schedule for Tuesday (day before end of school = brutal), looked at the stacks again, and then down at JA. Thought what the hell and played the Asian Jew as badly as one could.
Sorry CK *grin.
I turned off the laptop and all the lights and sat back to watch the thunderstorm that swept through. I don't mind thunderstorms; they used to bother me a bit, but once you ride on two wheels through a big prairie lightning storm complete with hail, experiencing it from the comfort of your living room doesn't seem quite so intimidating.
Last night I invited it in. I opened up a few of the windows and let the wind swirl around the room. The crack of thunder, so close, made me flinch every time even though I knew it was coming, and drowned out the loud rush of the wind in the trees in valley below. Eventually common sense and sleepiness won out, and I closed the windows and blinds and put in earplugs.
I'm not sure if it was the storm winds, the proximity of the end of the school year or a weeks worth of good night's sleep, but I woke up feeling that some of the dreck I've been carrying around since Christmas has dissipated.
About bloody time.
I found myself the short stack, with both Hoy and H0P having around double my chips. I figured if I concentrated I might be able to chip up and take second. Then I looked at the time, looked at the difference between second and third ($36), looked at my schedule for Tuesday (day before end of school = brutal), looked at the stacks again, and then down at JA. Thought what the hell and played the Asian Jew as badly as one could.
Sorry CK *grin.
I turned off the laptop and all the lights and sat back to watch the thunderstorm that swept through. I don't mind thunderstorms; they used to bother me a bit, but once you ride on two wheels through a big prairie lightning storm complete with hail, experiencing it from the comfort of your living room doesn't seem quite so intimidating.
Last night I invited it in. I opened up a few of the windows and let the wind swirl around the room. The crack of thunder, so close, made me flinch every time even though I knew it was coming, and drowned out the loud rush of the wind in the trees in valley below. Eventually common sense and sleepiness won out, and I closed the windows and blinds and put in earplugs.
I'm not sure if it was the storm winds, the proximity of the end of the school year or a weeks worth of good night's sleep, but I woke up feeling that some of the dreck I've been carrying around since Christmas has dissipated.
About bloody time.
Congrats on the cash last night!
I hope the end of the school year goes well for you.
Sometimes you just have to listen to the rain and let it wash over you and cleanse your heart and soul.
Smile!
IT
Nice job in cashing. The poker math versus life math angle is always a consideration in these tournaments. At least with such few players, the time/ROI ratio was pretty good.
Congrats on cashing.
hey I knew u were canadian but didn't think you were a prarie dweller. (Thunderstorms rule btw).
<-- Calgs
You're not in ... winterpeg .. are you?