Whether or not they are the best, at this point, I'm afraid that they will be the most expensive brownies on earth--and I may pay for them and then never get to eat them. I have just been completely unable to win anything.
Tonight, first tournament I entered, second hand: AA. I raise and push it on every street, including a shove at the end. What was I up against? The Mighty Deuce-Four, which had turned trips on me:
Betrayed by the hand I have done so much to promote! It's an outrage, I tell you.
But I did take my small measure of revenge. I entered another tournament and started to beat other people's 2-4:
And as if in a feeble attempt at an apology, Deuce-Four did win me one pot tonight:
It wasn't enough, though, to overcome other horrendous beats I was taking. Here's a nice, clean five-outer, for instance:
I've been losing with K-K versus somebody else's Q-Q all in pre, with A-K versus A-Q all in pre, etc. Brutal, brutal, brutal.
But on the bright side, Josie and I were at the same table for quite a while in one of the events, and I was able to torture her, which is always fun.
Here, for example, she raised with A-8 and I called from the small blind with A-3. I flopped trips and let her bet the hand for me twice before check-raising her. She called not only that, but a healthy value bet on the river, too. The board was double-paired and she thought we'd chop it with an ace each. Uh, nope!
(Sorry I didn't do the screen grab right on that one, so it doesn't show our names or starting hands. But trust me on that history.)
(Ignore that colored stripe. I don't know how or why that got highlighted.)
My excuses (which admittedly is all they are): She only min-raised pre-flop, so it was cheap for me to call from the big blind. Then I flopped a pair. Who can fold a pair for one bet? She might have had A-Q and missed completely. And even if she had an overpair, my 8 gives me a draw to two pair. Then on the turn I added a flush draw. Fold a pair and a two-pair draw and a flush draw? Who ever heard of such nonsense! Then I rivered the trips, moved in, and she called with top pair/top kicker. What a donkey!!!!
(OK, truth is, if you want to tell me that I did everything wrong in that hand except shoving the river, I won't argue with you.)
Would you like to guess what that hand got me called in the IM chat? Hint: It rhymes with "door."
But Josie takes her revenge seriously. She dinged me something fierce with this hand later:
I lectured her about playing that one badly, but it likely fell on deaf ears, coming from somebody who had called her raises from out of position with A-3 and 8-3 and had gotten ridiculously lucky.
We both had barely more than min-cashes in that tournament, but it was a small prize pool, so not much more than the buy-in back.
I may try again tomorrow night. But the results had better turn around pretty quick, or I will be out both the money and the brownies. I'm not sure I could live with myself if that happened.