Ah yes. The $11 and $109 HORSE were on the schedule today.
Let's start with what happened in the big one ... for almost three hours, it looked like this:
I've rarely had three hours of poker this uneventful, with my stack just hovering slightly below the starting stack pretty much the entire time. Three times I got worryingly short, although one of those was actually self-inflicted: In Stud, I called down with two pair against open Aces. No idea what I was thinking! Well ... I do know what I was thinking, but it was just completely wrong ... and I got shown Trip Aces.
Then, all of a sudden, PokerStars decided to fake me out in my favorite variant and make it look like maybe something could actually happen today.
First hand: triple-up with a runner-runner straight for the scoop! Actually realized my equity for once!
And in the very next hand, another almost-double-up scoop with a flush:
Yeah ... and that was about enough good hands for four hours of poker. After that, I went back to treading water and my stack started heading down again. The end finally came in a Stud hand where, short-stacked, I got everything in on 3rd with KQ9 against a T complete (the T was duplicated), and lost because the bring-in behind me not only happened to have a monster with (QQ)4, but naturally also blocked almost all the Queens I needed to improve my hand - still managed to catch the case Queen though. LOL.
Four hours of poker ... 51st with 35 places paid. Return: Nothing!
Yep, and that brings us to the story of the $11, which carries the label: How Much Can You Take?
Not long ago, I read that a cash-game player said he hates tournaments because you might as well just buy a lottery ticket. Somehow, he's not wrong. Well, after 4.5 hours of grinding, it actually looked as if I might finally have a winning ticket for once: After winning a monster pot with AA vs. JJ in FLHE, I was sitting on 1.4 million chips, 7th out of the 21 remaining players at that point.
Only to have it brutally ripped away from me immediately! Still in the very same FLHE orbit, I lost almost two-thirds of my stack again in two hands. The first was a blind battle. I flopped two pair with Q8 and lost a monster pot when my opponent went on to make a flush.
In the second, I raised AK on the button and the BB defended. The flop came:
A-Q-T, no suits.
He check-raised me, I 3-bet, then bet both turn and river after the board ran out A-Q-T-4-7 without improving me but still holding TPTK against so many inferior pair + straight draw combos. He showed me AT. Okay, maybe I could have saved myself that last river bet, but apart from that, two absolute coolers.
Then I had to give up an O8 hand, got scooped in the next one — admittedly in a small pot, but at this stage of a tournament, nothing is small anymore — and in Razz I finally got it all in with 8-6-3, only to end up losing to a starting hand of 8-7-6.
Great stuff! More than five hours played, 17th out of 874 players, and TA-DA! — I didn't even get six times my buy-in back. And after watching my chip graph fall out of the sky like a rocket, I really couldn't bring myself to be happy about that result.