Frankenstein and Poker4Ever (or at least until the bonus comes)

Not a poker heavy week for me.
I dabble in some $2 heads-up. Win some, lose some, pay some rake. With some wine and a black russian inside me and a heads-up warm-up with Deadly inside me I let Mrs Phillberto try her hand at the Stars $2 HU games. With me in an advising role I soon guide her to defeat. In the second game on a flop of QJ6 rainbow I advise her to push over the top of his raise with her open ended straight draw. He calls with QJ and its only then that I notice alcohol has taken its toll and its merely K8 she holds. The runner runner miracle cards don't show and Mrs Phillberto looks accusingly at me. I sneak off and play two $5 HU games and manage to win them both making amends for my earlier lapse.

Saturday morning sees me return to Poker4ever. Its starts well for me when I am rewarded for a stupid play with AQ. I push allin over the top of a second pot sized bet and face two pairs. I connect with a second Queen to get lucky. I then end up chasing two nut flush draws - both without pot odds and with questionable implied odds. Both connect only to find out on both occasions that two pairs have also been upgraded into full houses too.

I jostle in a heads-up battle with one guy for 40 minutes and when a third player joins we are where we started. The third guy folds to aggression on the first couple of hands and following a raise from me (board 237) and 2/3 sized pot bet he decides to reraise to $7. I've connected with trips 3s on a flushing board so I just push. He calls with 88 and is well behind. Until an 8 lands on the river that is.

Steaming a little I raise a little light with 78o from the cutoff ande get a call from my HU adversary. I get the perfect flop of T96. He leads into me so I reraise and he comes over the top allin. I suspect he has trips but with the nuts it is an easy call. I stay ahead and felt him.

I call it quits after that. Far down on my high water mark but still ahead and 1/6th of the way to clearing a $200 bonus.

Elsewhere Deadly leaves the psychological rough and tumble of the poker table for the physical dangers of the football field. Defending a corner he suddenly ends up on the floor. When he gathers his senses. The ball is in the net and his modelling career is jeopardised as he sports a nasty gash. Several hours of public queuing later and five stitches later Lamma's Frankenstein lookalike plods towards a ferry-bound taxi.