Stupid Cupid
Pud's Poker Progress
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Matthew Pitt /
26 November 2008 /
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You may be wondering why the title of this post mentions the little sod with wings and a bow and arrow when I am with Mrs P, well do not worry, everything is fine on that front but thanks in part to a singing duck, I personally hate the song 'Stupid Cupid.'
Now the Connie Francis classic was never amongst my favourites but having worked bars for a number of years, I had always tapped my foot to it when the karaoke singers got up and screeched at the top of their lungs after ten too many vodka and cokes.
Anyway, my mum and dad came back from a week away in one of the Costas and for some reason thought it would be fun to being back with them a toy duck that dances whilst quacking the tune of 'Stupid Cupid.' Just like those 'Big Billy Bass' fish on a placard that sing soul songs, it was funny and cute for all of thirty seconds but now the tune is etched into my ear drums like you would not believe. I do not think it helps that Step Pud loves it and demands that I dance along to the dulcet tones of the bloody thing at least seventeen times a day! I should just bin the batteries but I would probably feel guilty and put them back or end up quacking away like an idiot in place of the duck!
I have not played much poker over the past week, only around 1,100 hands of fixed limit Hold'em. Those of you who have read my old blogs will know that I have had the majority of my success playing fixed limit games but since playing no-limit I have found it difficult to go back and make min-bets all day long. I only played four tables at once and found that I slipped right back into the groove after hand 300 or so.
My main problem was I kept making silly mistakes, blatant mistakes like a total noob. Where in no-limit games it is often correct to call the majority of preflop raises with any pair, in fixed limit, especially full ring, you need two if not three callers after the raise to continue with your hand as it is impossible to shake people off hands and you simply cannot win enough in the hand to make calling profitable. I have said before that fixed limit is a science whilst no limit is more of an art. Now that my bankroll is around the $300 mark, I am comfortably rolled for $0.50/$1 where I first started three years ago. Maybe I should spend December throwing out minimum bets and see how I do?
In other news, I have had the first of my articles published on the Betfair site, I thought I would write about pot odds and then discovered it is much easier to explain them than it is to write them down, with examples that actually make sense! I am hoping to get more pieces up there in the coming weeks and might even try to inject a little bit of comedy and overall silliness to the page!
I will leave it there for now as I will need to spend the next few days sifting through my Holdem Manager for a fixed limit hand that is even remotely interesting for you guys!
As always, thanks for reading and best of luck at the tables.
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