I played in my first tourney of the year last night with the $10 uber-casual weekly NLHE group that I joined back in mid-2008. It's pretty amazing to me that they started in early 2004 not long after Moneymaker won, and they've run continuously since. At the group's peak in 2009-2010, we were consistently getting 18-25 players each week. Now, it's typically 8-12.
I hit some cards early and built an above-average stack, then rode out a long dry spell until mid-tourney when the mood shifted from "It's cheap, why not?" to "Hey, I'm getting short, maybe I shouldn't see every single flop." I played fairly TAG, though some of the other players confuse aggression with bluffing, so I'm often able to get paid when I hit.
The two key hands were frighteningly similar. In the first, villain is trappy with big pairs, never believes me, and is very easily tilted. He'd hit a mid-game heater and had a pretty large stack, but had recently taken a few beats and lost more than half of it. I opened from CO with the big stack and 79s, he calls from the button. Flop is 7-high rainbow, I bet, he shoves, and I snap-call. His raise was less than half pot and I covered, but I shouldn't have called without thinking. Tricky turns over aces, the turn blanks, and the river hits my nine for two pair. Tricky is livid and complains about my suckout all the way out the door.
A couple more eliminations, and I'm heads-up with about 1/3 of the chips in play. We pass a few pots back and forth, then I wake up with KK in the big blind. He limps, I raise, he calls, and the flop comes raggy and rainbow. I check, villain bets, and I CRAI. He tanks for 15-20 seconds and calls, tabling 46 for middle pair and backdoor straight and flush draws. Runner-runner hearts give him the flush and give me second place.
Unlike the previous cracked big pair, this villain and I both have a good laugh about it.