[Mr. T]

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3k swing? You ain't seen nothing yet my friend.


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I'm moving back down to 20, I think. I'd rather not age prematurely.

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I was there(commerce) last month for two weeks with a friend, we both had some pretty sick swings in the 40. One night I wake up at about 9pm(I had no schedule, I was sleeping at all diff. hours of the day) and go downstairs to play the 40 and get seated right next to my friend. I woke up when he left the room, then went back to bed, so I know he has only been playing for about four hours. So anyway he's got about four and a half racks infront of him so I'm like "sweet dude." He then informs me he's in for five racks and I laugh.

Sometime in the early morning hours the game breaks and we draw for the open seats. I ran so bad at drawing for seats, 9 draws in the two weeks I was there and not once did I draw over a 6. It got so bad that once I had Martix draw for me and he drew a six, and I say, "No tip for you" -soup Nazi style. Anyway I take my four racks over to seat 9 at the new table, I [censored] hate seat 9 and think about not playing but I'm not tired and my friends in seat 1 so I stick around, he also brought about 4 racks over from the other table.

So around 10am we resume drinking. I forgot to mention that around 11pm we started ordering double captian/diets we knew we didn't have much time till final call so we just ordered a new round every time the waitress brought us our drinks. By 1pm I was down to one rack and my friend was down to about $600, he leans over and asks for a $1000 "just incase". He proceeds to go on this sick heater and by 5pm has a tower of chips. At some point he disappears leaving his mass of chips on the table. When the douche next to me asks for a set up for about the tenth time I decide to go up to the room to freshen up and see if he's up there. He's pretty much passed out on the bed. Did I mention we were both drinking? So I get alittle conversation out of him but it's apparent he's not making it back down and he tells me to have the floor pick him up.
The final tally was ~$8500 in chips plus the $1000 in cash that he never had to dip into.

I'm still feeling good so I play on, I'm where I was at about 5 hours ago....1 rack. I decided to call in quits around midnight, a nice 26 hour session. I call for a chip runner and ask for some racks, he brings me 4, I tell him he's half way there and to grab me 4 more. He offers to help me rack up and I'm like no way man this is the best part. I tip him what ever amount of red and blues I have in front of me and send him on his way.

I don't remember that many of the hands during my run but I really wasn't getting to crazy, I was just getting really good hands and hitting. At one point after scooping my fourth pot in a row I look down at KQoff in early position and raise. I get 3-bet then 4-bet by two guys on the other end of the table and I just look down there and start laughing and say something like, "Are you guys crazy have you not been paying attention for the last hour? Just muck now and save yourself some bets." The flop comes KQx and long story short I drag another one.

I can't wait to go back. [img]/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img]