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Know when to hold em and Know when to Fold em
0 Comments Published by Spiderstu on Monday, July 30, 2007 at 3:25 pm.
So on Friday I went up to the casino at Star City to play poker. I've played quite a few times before online but mainly just round other peoples houses. So for me this was my first time playing in a tournament or casino for that matter.
I wouldn't say I was nervous about it just a little apprehensive because I haven't played properly for a while so I felt a bit out of practice and didn't want to end up looking like an inexperienced fool. That alas was not to be.
There was about 170 odd people playing in the tournament which meant there was about 15 tables that would eventually be rounded down to one table of ten . To get a taste of the prize fund you had to get onto that table, and the top prize was at 1500 quid for a ten pound buy in. We started playing for the first hour and a half where you can still buy in as many times as you want at the cost of ten pounds. After that stage though you can't buy in anymore. I'll tell you now that I made it through that round with no buy ins. Yeah!
So, we're in the aforementioned first round and i'm holding my own, i've won a few good hands and my chip stack is above average for the table. I get dealt my hand and it's Jack ten on suit. you better believe i'm playing that shit! By the time we've gotten to the river card i've got king, queen , ace on the table. Thats one sweet straight right? there's gotta be no fucking way I could really fuck this up, right? Wrong!
Somehow...I found a way.
I don't know if it was because I had such a good hand my head went somewhere else or if I was just to eager to show my hand. When the dealer (who lets say was not the best and it seemed the general consensus at the table that she was new.) looks at me and and says something that I don't hear I must have subconsciously read her aiming her hand at my cards and turning said hand over as turn your cards over.
So I turn over my cards to a bunch of groans around the table who couldn't really believe that I had just folded that hand . And, to be honest, neither could I! A simple case of miscommunication guess, but I really did feel like a tit.
Although if i hadn't been struck with such disbelief and embarrassment I might have said a fsomething to the dealer. When I first turned over my cards I said " I thought you said turn over your cards." more as a slight on my own hearing than anything else. But the Dealer quickly responded in quite a defensive tone "I didn't say nothing!" First of all that statement is a double negative, so if I had been on the ball I could have confused her this fact and insinuated something along the lines of " Ah so you admit that you did in fact request that I turn over my cards because if you didn't say Nothing that implys that you did in actual fact say something, and in light of the situation that we find ourselves in it would be very likely that the very thing that you did say was to ask me to turn over my cards." But I wanted to retain whatever respect/humility I could so I didn't say that. Also it was an after thought.
As for the rest of the evening as I said I made it past the first round despite my error in judgment and I lasted about an hour into the second round mainly because I bet on too many 50/50's that could have paid off on any other day . As my colleagues managed to last longer than I, I decided to walk around the casino drinking, losing more money on roulette and slot machines while taking full advantage of the free cheese and ham toasties.
I wouldn't say I was nervous about it just a little apprehensive because I haven't played properly for a while so I felt a bit out of practice and didn't want to end up looking like an inexperienced fool. That alas was not to be.
There was about 170 odd people playing in the tournament which meant there was about 15 tables that would eventually be rounded down to one table of ten . To get a taste of the prize fund you had to get onto that table, and the top prize was at 1500 quid for a ten pound buy in. We started playing for the first hour and a half where you can still buy in as many times as you want at the cost of ten pounds. After that stage though you can't buy in anymore. I'll tell you now that I made it through that round with no buy ins. Yeah!
So, we're in the aforementioned first round and i'm holding my own, i've won a few good hands and my chip stack is above average for the table. I get dealt my hand and it's Jack ten on suit. you better believe i'm playing that shit! By the time we've gotten to the river card i've got king, queen , ace on the table. Thats one sweet straight right? there's gotta be no fucking way I could really fuck this up, right? Wrong!
Somehow...I found a way.
I don't know if it was because I had such a good hand my head went somewhere else or if I was just to eager to show my hand. When the dealer (who lets say was not the best and it seemed the general consensus at the table that she was new.) looks at me and and says something that I don't hear I must have subconsciously read her aiming her hand at my cards and turning said hand over as turn your cards over.
So I turn over my cards to a bunch of groans around the table who couldn't really believe that I had just folded that hand . And, to be honest, neither could I! A simple case of miscommunication guess, but I really did feel like a tit.
Although if i hadn't been struck with such disbelief and embarrassment I might have said a fsomething to the dealer. When I first turned over my cards I said " I thought you said turn over your cards." more as a slight on my own hearing than anything else. But the Dealer quickly responded in quite a defensive tone "I didn't say nothing!" First of all that statement is a double negative, so if I had been on the ball I could have confused her this fact and insinuated something along the lines of " Ah so you admit that you did in fact request that I turn over my cards because if you didn't say Nothing that implys that you did in actual fact say something, and in light of the situation that we find ourselves in it would be very likely that the very thing that you did say was to ask me to turn over my cards." But I wanted to retain whatever respect/humility I could so I didn't say that. Also it was an after thought.
As for the rest of the evening as I said I made it past the first round despite my error in judgment and I lasted about an hour into the second round mainly because I bet on too many 50/50's that could have paid off on any other day . As my colleagues managed to last longer than I, I decided to walk around the casino drinking, losing more money on roulette and slot machines while taking full advantage of the free cheese and ham toasties.
So I went round to my buddy Roy's the other night celebrate his return after an absence. We watched the painfully average performance from England, but hey at least we didn't lose.
After some drinks I ended up sleeping on the sofa. Then in the morning I could feel something crawling up me. My first reaction was a spider and I was just about fling off the covers and dance around the room while screaming like a girl, when I decided to look before I leapt. Luckily for Roy's Budgie Petey I did.
There he was just cocking his head back and forth and clicking away. Kind of brings a whole new meaning to waking up next to a strange bird!
So I thought that as i've decided to start blogging again and take it a bit more seriously, the blog could do with a new look. As always the template is in no way designed by me, I found it from a quick Google search. Although I was looking for something quite specific this time round. I found a nice template that has tabs at the top because i'm in the process of opening a few other blogs for various projects that i'm working on, and I want to be able to link to them but have it look more like a website rather than a blog. One will be for the final film I made at Kidderminster North and South. In hindsight I felt that it would work better as individual episodes, so i'm planning on splitting that up and making some more of them eventually. I mean they're pretty easy to make. It's basically me and Liam, improvising about a random subject. Not much to think about from a camera point of view either, really it's just one angle, which works well because it affords us the ability to just go with it until it loses steam. Although I may play about with more angles in the future. It's always gotten a good response for it's content, but I think that because theres no change of location and camera work is very minimal it's a bit much for people to sit through for half an hour. So this is probably the right call. Also for people who have seen North and South there were a few conversations that didn't make it into the final cut mainly because of time, so they'll be available in the new format.
Also stay tunned because i'll be posting a new film on here very soon.
Also stay tunned because i'll be posting a new film on here very soon.
The Watchmen, possibly one of the greatest graphic novels of all time. Written by Alan Moore who in my opinion is a genius in this field. If your a fan of comics and you haven't already you really should read it... fuck it if you're a fan of good things read it, i don't think you'll be let down.Well you may have heard that there is a film being made of said comic, Which i'm all for. Zack Snyder of300 fame is at the helm to direct.
Now that this baby is just starting to take it's first steps, we finally get some news on casting. AICN reports that three parts have been offered to actors.
So far it breaks down as Patrick Willson as Night Owl, Jude Law as Ozymandias and (sigh) Keanu Reeves as Dr Manhattan.
I mean come on Keanu (Whoah) Reeves. Don't get me wrong I don't think he's as bad as a lot of people make out, in fact I think he's a very commendable actor and I have enjoyed some of his performances, but come on the guy is just wrong for Dr Manhattan. If you're unfamiliar with the watchmen Dr Manhattan is the big blue guy on the picture, if you are familiar come on you've got to agree with me, say no to Keanu.
Besides if Keanu is in the Watchmen, doesn't that put him out of Point Break 2? Swayze and Reeves back in the saddle, now that is something I would pay to see Mr Reeves in...
...Well that and The Lake House 2...
...what?!?!
Would you flinging flanging believe it, a new blog entry. It's been just over a year since I last wrote anything for this blog. I'm not entirely sure what happened I just seemed to lose my blogging mojo. Anyway i thought rather than doing a boring post bringing you up to speed on my life i'd talk about something else.
I brought the first series of Life On Mars the other day, which is very good, if you haven't watched it, you really should. It's a very well made program and it puts a nice spin on what might seem to be a cliche. Anyhoo, every now and again throughout the show the main character, Sam Tyler, played by John Sim has a bit of a freaky dream concerning this:
So the other night while watching I thought to myself something along the lines of "hmmm i wonder what the girl looks like now." I continue to watch Life on Mars and the sleep for then night.
The next morning when I arose I eventually clambered downstairs and switched on the T.V. After I had flicked through enough channels to ascertain that there wasn't really anything on, I ended up at Sky News. Where to my slack jawed surprise I find a story about the original girl from the test card!
Maybe you'll know what I mean when I say that this sort of thing can happen quite regularly. Obvious example, you think of a song and then it comes on the radio. Or sometimes you find out about something you didn't know about before and suddenly you see it everywhere. I have to admit that this test card one is quite a random occurrence, what are the chances of it?
Well I just thought I'd kick off a new season of blogging by informing you of that coincidental if not slightly odd happening.
More blogs to follow. I promise!
I brought the first series of Life On Mars the other day, which is very good, if you haven't watched it, you really should. It's a very well made program and it puts a nice spin on what might seem to be a cliche. Anyhoo, every now and again throughout the show the main character, Sam Tyler, played by John Sim has a bit of a freaky dream concerning this:
So the other night while watching I thought to myself something along the lines of "hmmm i wonder what the girl looks like now." I continue to watch Life on Mars and the sleep for then night.
The next morning when I arose I eventually clambered downstairs and switched on the T.V. After I had flicked through enough channels to ascertain that there wasn't really anything on, I ended up at Sky News. Where to my slack jawed surprise I find a story about the original girl from the test card!
Maybe you'll know what I mean when I say that this sort of thing can happen quite regularly. Obvious example, you think of a song and then it comes on the radio. Or sometimes you find out about something you didn't know about before and suddenly you see it everywhere. I have to admit that this test card one is quite a random occurrence, what are the chances of it?
Well I just thought I'd kick off a new season of blogging by informing you of that coincidental if not slightly odd happening.
More blogs to follow. I promise!
