It's hard to get much more romantic than a $4-8 kill game, so Michelle and I headed down to the Muck after work Tuesday night. It made me smile with my heart.
Everybody at our table fell in love with Seat 6, an inexperienced player who was in every hand. When he opened his mouth (to raise), he wasn't smart. But he was lucky. If there were any cards in the deck that could help him on the turn and river, he caught them. Cupid's got his running shoes on tonight.
Anyway, I'll save the bad beat stories. It was a very fun game, but unbelievable. I lost $214, and was almost grateful. It could have been worse.
Our funny Valentine in Seat 6 bought in for $40, ran it up to $300, lost all of that and bought another rack, ran that up to $400, lost all of that, rebought for the last $39 in his wallet, and had $300 or so in front of him when we left at 11:15. It must have been fun.
By the way, nobody has hit the jackpot yet. It was at nearly $242,000 and counting.
Hands in The Muck ... and other Puget Sound cardrooms
