A Chimp and a Chair

My name is CaptnPoppy. I did not name myself. My knowledge of the English language and typing is self taught and comes out of being taught sign language as a young primate. I am a chimp who is playing poker for my life. You see I am in this insane petting zoo north of the New Brunswick border in Canada somewhere and it is frigging cold here. I have started from nothing and will try to duplicate Chris Ferguson's bankroll management feat of zero to 10,000 dollars. If I can do it, I'll buy a boat. A sweet Monkey boat to escape from here and my insane roommate Mr. Wrinkles. CaptnPoppy plays on Ultimate Bet. Get Gear at http://www.cafepress.ca/CaptnPoppy


Monday, February 1, 2010

Heal Thyself Monkey

Some of the 50 cent sng I have been in lately have a feel that I couldn't quite place. I was getting caught with my pants down after small betting the turn and river to find the caller had been calling my small bet on the flop with nothing and catching the turn and or river to beat my bluffing bottom pair ass. The problem here is that I am normally ahead but not by much and they are calling me with nothing What does it remind me of? OH YEAH  micro levels limit holdem!. So wait for the hand pre flop and make them pay or play the draws and set mine with the proper implied odds. Okay now I can stop whining at the tables about suck outs. It was my whining that put me on to it.  “What is this ,a Limit game!” I screamed and it became clear. Yeah it kind of was limit, loose small pot poker and I was getting out played post flop. Heal thyself monkey.
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