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W/L 3% can ship QP immediately if something opens up.

WL 3-4% GL

GL in St. Louis bull! When i c u there, beers on me

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Looking forward to hanging out with any of you that will be there.

Tales From Motor City Detroit Poker Room

I was barreling down I-75 Southbound in Detroit, Michigan and on my way to the "Beaver Friendly Community" known as Powerhouse Gym.



This gym is located in the downriver area where I grew up and infested with a bunch of juiced up muscle heads getting their grunt on. Every now and then there's some hot young ass to stare at. But, this gym is mainly for male power lifters or people too cheap to pay whatever it costs to join an upscale fitness center.

While I was driving down the freeway I looked up at a billboard that said, "Live Like A Champion. Go Vegan." I immediately thought, "fukk that hippy $hit. I don't need to go vegan. I am already a champion. I was born a champion."

We all were as a matter of fact.

Think about it.

We were all the sperm that won the most important race of our life.

The race from our father's nut sack to our Mother's egg.

So, don't ever let anyone call you a loser.

Because when it was all on the line, when it was a matter of life or death, you found a way to dig down deep and win the race that brought you the gift of life.

Next time you're feeling down and out, remember you defeated 20-250 million other sperm depending on who you ask.

No one can take that away from you.

Anyway, I arrive at "The Beaver Friendly Community" and this overweight mentally challenged kid sporting a red bandana that I frequently converse with comes up to me and says, "Yo man. I just wanted to say goodbye. You won't see me for a few months. I'm tired of this place. I'm going to go to Planet Fitness. Get lean and mean for the summer. Get me some pussy."

I'm like, "Hell yeah bro. If you're looking to get lean Planet Fitness will be better for you. Plus, they'll be more girls there and you can work on getting that pussy hoss."

"Fukk yeah. That's what I'm talking about," he replies. "I'm tired of lifting for power and being surrounded by all these meatheads. I'm doing it all wrong. I gotta lose weight first if I want bitches. They don't care about power."

I continued to egg him on, "Bro. You need to go complete cut down. Lean and mean look. Then take some six pack pictures for your Facebook. You can do it. I see you in here all the time. Just keep putting the work in."

"Fukk yeah man. I can't wait," he says as he gives me a fist bump then goes back to the chest machine he was using to grip it and rip it with terrible form. I believe this is the mentality most of the men have at Powerhouse gym. I would have to say the community is anything but, "Beaver Friendly."

So, shortly after that conversation I'm grinding on the treadmill, listening to Slick Idiot's "Excess" and watching this guy in a wheel chair work out his chest, arms, and shoulders for over a hour. Whenever I see something like that, then think about all the deadbeats at home doing nothing with their life, it instantly amps me up and I've just gotta come home and hammer on the keyboard for you all.

That man in a wheelchair can't move his legs.

But, he's in the gym grinding every day.

No excuses.

What are you doing with your life?

So, I finish the workout, then it's home for a quick shower, and I'm off to Motor City Casino for a night at the $2/$5 No Limit Hold Em table. As always, whenever I walk into the casino I am in a good mood. I am one of the few in this world that gets to make a living at a game others can only play for recreation.

Most people whose dreams of ever playing any sport or game for a living have been shattered.

They've had to be traded in.

My dreams are still alive.

I make my own hours. I'm my own boss. I get as much overtime as I want. I never have to worry about a lay off and I can get a raise any time I want as long as I put the work in.

I've cleared $14,000.00 doing what I love and I'm not even two months into 2014.

I'm still not satisfied, though because the truth is I can be better.

I lost three days at the poker table because I took MDMA on my birthday.

I lost another day at the poker table because I tried marijuana in "Wax" format.

I lost another two days because I sipped on too much Patron.

As poker players we need to race to a $100,000.00 bankroll and drinking, drugs, parties, or hanging out with people that influence you to do all those things that keep you connected to failure.

I consider failure to be not reaching your full potential.

Sure, there's nothing wrong with recreational drug use or drinking.

But, there's not much right with it either.

I know I can grind harder and I'm going to.

Whatever you're grinding for, striving for, I hope you grind harder to, don't forget about all those goals you set for 2014.

Lets get it.

So, I'm walking into the poker room and I see my boy Chuck off to the side on the cell phone. Now, this is the only I ever met in a poker room that sports a flat bill baseball cap with a sticker on it who I can honestly say I like.

Hard not to when he tells me stories like these..

I guess Chuck has been super active in supporting both of his kids sports teams, school activities, field trips, etc, and he had just got a call from a school authority when I was walking in. The lady informed him that he'd no longer be able to attend field trips, participate in school activities, or help out with any of the sports teams his kids were on. She then proceeded to read off a long list of his non-violent criminal activity. All of the charges+convictions were over ten years old.

After the lady went on too long reading over the background check they must have done on him Chuck stopped her and said, "You know what? You need to slow down bitch. What if I brought out a laundry list of all the dicks you've sucked in your life and scolded you with it? How would you feel? We've all got a past, you know. So, why don't you chill out?"

"How did she take that?" I asked.

"You know what Justin. The bitch actually apologized. I must have talked some sense into her, ya know?" He replied.

"Good for her," I said.

Still felt bad for my boy, though because I know he does a lot for his kids. He talks about them all the time at the poker table. One of the few guys that genuinely seems to be happily married. I don't know what's more awesome about this guy, though. The fact that he said that to the school authority or the fact that he paid a message therapist over $200 for a 90 minute massage in the poker room or the fact I've actually seen this guy smoke wax out of what looks to be an e-cig at the poker table.

Speaking of e-cigs...

What do you do in a hand like this?

$2/$5 NLHE

Your stack is at $1,000.

Villian 1 is an Asian wearing Beats By Dre headphones in a hoodie lip singing some $hit rap song. He has over $1,000.

Villian 2 is a middle aged greaseball with what looks to be a half gallon of motor oil dumped into his slicked back hair. He has on a nice dress shirt and is puffing on an e-cig. He also has well over $1,000.

Villain 3 is a $hit reg. One of those guys that believes, "It's all luck." He's recently got his pocket aces cracked and his $1500 stack is now down to around $700.

We are on the dealer button with AhJh and there's been 6 limp ins for $5. We jack the price of poker up to $45 to go.

The tilting $hit reg from UTG calls quickly. Greaseball heems and haws, then calls. Asian with the Beats By Dre then says, "pot odds" and calls.

Flop is 6h 4h 4c.

This is a flop that missed everyone most likely.

It checks to us on the button and we bet $125 into the $180 or so pot.

Turn is a Kd which SMASHES our perceived raising range as all villains may be putting us on Ace/King.

It checks to us again here.

Should we bet or should we take the free card?

A little later after this hand the poker table gets onto talking about good cops/bad cops.

One man tells a story about a drug addicted girl holed with whatever gang banging loser had enough drugs to support her nasty habit. As her and her man are doing what they do best (getting high) shots ring out from downstairs at the house. Her man runs out from the bedroom and is sprayed with bullets as he's coming down the stairs. While he's taking the shots, he manages to fire off some of his own that land and the last man standing limps out the house bleeding profusely and stumbles to his car. That man dies driving to the hospital.

Before two cops show up on the scene, the girl creeps out of the bedroom to see the carnage of a drug deal gone wrong and flees the house. When the cops get there it looks as though it's a wet dream. A pile of drugs and stacks of $100 bills up on the counter. The dead bodies and blood all around tell them there's no way this is a set up to see if they'll steal the drugs or money.

The two cops decide to steal all the cash and report only the mass amount of drugs.

For a few days, they think they've gotten away with it.

Then the girl comes down to the police station to report what she witnessed and is questioned about what she saw while fleeing the drug house. This is when the police learn about the large sum of money on the counter and start to investigate where it went. Ultimately, two cops are busted for corruption and this is just one of the stories I know about bad cops.

The next man's story is dark. But, an uplifting sort of dark like the book "Solipsist" written by Henry Rollins.

Here's a passage from it...

“Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have.”

This man's story is about a sixteen year old who he said was his best friend. It happened well over twenty years ago when you had to look for prostitutes in the classified section of the newspaper. This sixteen year old youth was shy, frail, and had a face full of acme. While all of his friends were losing their virginity, he was trapped at home playing video games. Feeling that he just needed to put some points on the board in order to get some things going, this kid picked up a newspaper and dialed a prostitute.

As instructed, the youth took his parent's car and drove to a run down motel where he was supposed to wait in a room for the girl to show up. When the youth arrived, he did as he was told and went to the room where the girl was supposed to be waiting. As he approached, he saw the light was on and the door was open. So, he went inside, closed the door, and waited nervously for the prostitute to arrive.

Well, when that door opened, it was no prostitute. It was an undercover detective and the youth had trapped himself right into a police sting that was meant to crack down on Johns seeking prostitutes via adds in the newspaper. The detective had a long talk with the youth, told the kid that he should start hitting the gym, that his acme would eventually go away, and eventually he'd find a girl that liked him for him and he would never have to pay for sex. The detective then told the kid to, "Get the hell out of here and never come back."

A call was never placed to the youth's parents.

So, remember...

As easy as it is to hate police.

There's good cops. There's bad cops.

I wish I knew who that detective was because I'd surely like to buy him a beer.

That's all for now.

Over and out,

-LG

ironically, that dude was the wheelchair guy from the gym.

he now works at acme in the pharmacy aisle with the acne medicine..

acme fireworks is THE CHOICE for Wyle E COyote

1 ball if anything opens up DM me and let me know

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Roads were terrible today in Michigan as it started snowing late last night.

Didn't want to take a 90 minute drive in bad conditions to play Toledo tournament.

Will be refunded+mark up.

Alright boys,

An old friend of mine is coming into town and it looks like I am going to be hanging out with him tomorrow/Thursday night as it's the only night he's not going to be with his family.

So, I am going to play our first $1/$2 session of the St. Louis package tonight at MGM Detroit.

I'm coming into this session on a 2k downswing from $2/$5 and am excited to be playing for you all because at $700 of the 2k I lost at $2/$5 was pure spew and the direct result of me calling reg recreational players too light when obvious flush cards hit.

This happened to me two times in the last two days and for some reason when I'm at a $2/$5 table I convince myself that more people are looking to put floats on me, rep scare cards, semi-bluff with draws, etc, etc, etc....

When in reality...

At $1/$2 NLHE when someone check raises, re-raises, or makes a big bet when a scare card hits, I'd say 90-95% of the time they have the goods and your 2nd best hand is beat.

Sure, at $2/$5...the players are more sophisticated. But, I'd still say 80-85% of the time they still have the goods when they put a check raise, re-raise, or make a big bet when the scare card hits.

So, either if I was playing for myself tonight or playing for all of us I was going to go back to $1/$2 NLHE and put the reps in because there's strength in repetition. For some reason I have myself trained like a machine at $1/$2 to find these folds and I never call too light. But, at $2/$5 I lose focus and forget that even though I am at the higher stakes most people are still scared to play pots against me, fear my perceived range, and aren't betting anything but the nuts into me.

So, back to the lab tonight at $1/$2 and I'll be looking for the most +ev spots, hands, and lines.

As long as the cards hold for us we'll be winners.

I got some Eric Thomas blasting through my headphones.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJWIRyUAur8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDFC16ptx-0

3 and 1/2 hours into session and we are down $300.

Two complete ******s are at table, though.

We got our set of jacks all in for $250 against one of the ******s oesd and he smashed a K on river to felt us early.

Both these tards got $500 stacks and are still playing tho.

Will update again at end of session.

Play your game and you'll be fine.

gogogogogogoodluck

We are in the Co with QQ....

****** 1 ($150 stack) opens to $13 from UTG 2.

1 caller, then ****** 2 ($400 stack) 3bets to $125 from MP2.

He had made similar plays with hands like KQ offsuit and A4 suited.

So, we shove QQ for $400.

****** 1 calls quickly. ****** 2 snap calls.

Board runs out 8 2 3 5 6.

****** 1 has 8/9 offsuit.
****** 2 has 1010.

This hand won us $550 and got us to well above even.

It ended up felting one ******.

But, the other ****** bought back in for $300 and we end up banging on him like a gong in another big pot and finishing up $600 for the session.

I'd have stayed longer, but both the terribad players left.

There was a point in this session where we were $400 down and I had KsQs in a 3 way pot I raised and board came out Kc Jc 5s. $45 was in pot, I lead $30. A competent player shipped all in for $200 and I was about to call. But, I figured at the very least he had an ace high flush draw, which we are only around 50% against. I decided not to risk going 2 buy ins down in the session and folded. The guy showed me Ac5c.

Shortly after this some bread and butter spots came where I raised pre, bet for value, and got called down by 2nd best hands/$hit regs and we turned it completely around when I hit the big hand from above.

I think it's important to reduce high variance spots when in a downswing and sometimes just wait it out for the massive +EV spots to come your way in the cash games because believe me, they will.

The competition at $1/$2 is awful.

I'd give myself a B+ for the session because I admit I called a nits $45 3bet with 55 when he only had $300 in front of him trying to smash a set.

But, that's because I really hate nits and at least I don't hate black people, gay people, poor people, or anything stupid like that.

Anyway, glad I got us off to a good start.

Time to catch some ZZZs.

I think you have a bit of a mental block regarding 2/5 in Detroit. If you play 2/5 the same way that you play 1/2, you'll be fine.


Remember the quotation above the next time you play 2/5, and apply it to your session. You don't have to "make moves" in a 2/5 game. 99% ABC play will build your roll, & when you have become more comfortable, you can open up your game bit by bit.

Good luck, & stack a donk for me

Don't get the nit hate. Makes the game effectively play shorthanded which should be good for you.

I've always hated nits just because they take away a seat that someone else who brings action could have, never really thought if it like that before.

Ended up being able to play tonight.

Currently at MGM Detroit 1/2.

This will be 2nd session out of 4 that I owe for this package.

Go us.

It only applies when there's a huge mark at the table. Otherwise, they're terrible to have at the table

This is transcendent. Well said, Vida.

Agree with this line of thinking.

Started off hot, got up $400.

Then probably bricked 8 set mines and 5 AKs/AQs.

We leave up only $120 for the night.

Couldn't connect w flop in 2nd half of session.

plus at firekeepers where I've put most of my hours in they like to play 3 hands, go and walk around for 45 minutes, come back and play 3 hands, rinse and repeat for 6 hours to get their comps. Was pretty tilting to see their $75 just sitting in a rack taking up a seat just so they could get their 80 cents.