Gregg's Game yesterday

Dewey's recap:

Well, Ed Forner finally came to a game and left all the treasure he had found at beaches and old fields in the hands of his buddies. Good to see this old treasure hunter and his treasure.

Ed reports that the water at Galway is greatly improved. He told a grand story about dropping a john bar off his dock, trying to fish it out with a sparkling cat collar and catching the interest of a huge bass instead. No hook in the collar, so he missed the fight, but it was an experience.

There was one hand when I might have had a flush or a straight and Ed had three treys. In the end, a huge pot could have been won by one of us, if Ed had called my all-in for twenty four more chips. He folded a very good pot. Even now he'd like to know what I held. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!

Ed left a bit early.

Jim had a good day. He was in the running for the high hand when I beat him out, and then he finally took it back with queens full of jacks.

He almost forgot to claim it because everyone had folded.

I took the cracked Aces when Gregg beat mine. They did not develop into anything more than a pair and Gregg caught on the river. But I won more money than he got after the head to head competition, mildly bet.

Peter actually beat me in a big hand with 2-3 offsuit. He had a good time with that at the game and all through supper. Peter was the big winner of the day.

About $80 profit.

Nice.

Robin came after a long hiatus, and it was grand to see this old college chum. He lost money, but had fun. He went to supper with Peter and I at the Dragon buffet. Peter and I are tending to go there after the games. Perhaps others are interested. All are certainly welcome.

Gregg broke about even. He seemed to be playing well.

Charlie, where were you? I had pepper questons?

Jay!! Oh, Jay!!!!! The Beatles were playing. Were your ears ringing? I have forgotten what Jim remembers whenever he hears the opening of Sgt. Pepper. Was it a cook in the military? Sorry Jim, I can't remember hardly anything any more. I am always reminded of Kathy Duzen, the last girl I dated before Peter's mother. She introduced me to the album and I still remember having a grand time naming all the faces on the front. Plenty of musical memories.

Jim even played the Politics and Poker I sent earlier. And he played this raunchy beach song, turned it up actually. Very funny. He has quite a collection.

So, we were five. Ezzy was at the Cape. Ed T was cooking. It was a fine game, but I'd like to see seven.

I lost quite a bit, but caught a hand when all-in after four buy-ins. Then with the help of cracked Aces, I ground it back up to a loss of $27.

Jim had the funniest hand. After the flop, Jim needed a ten for broadway, but he bet like he had flopped the straight by pretending a board nine was his ten. He went all-in on that imagined card.

Cards were turned for “the drama. “

He groaned through the turn and then, well, y'all know what the river was, an actual ten which beat Peter's high pair.

Nice feat of prediction, Jim.

I mentioned this radio show, so I'll include a link. Great old music and good background while on the computer. About ten current shows are collected here

Dewey's recap:

Well, Ed Forner finally came to a game and left all the treasure he had found at beaches and old fields in the hands of his buddies. Good to see this old treasure hunter and his treasure.

Ed reports that the water at Galway is greatly improved. He told a grand story about dropping a john bar off his dock, trying to fish it out with a sparkling cat collar and catching the interest of a huge bass instead. No hook in the collar, so he missed the fight, but it was an experience.

There was one hand when I might have had a flush or a straight and Ed had three treys. In the end, a huge pot could have been won by one of us, if Ed had called my all-in for twenty four more chips. He folded a very good pot. Even now he'd like to know what I held. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!

Ed left a bit early.

Jim had a good day. He was in the running for the high hand when I beat him out, and then he finally took it back with queens full of jacks.

He almost forgot to claim it because everyone had folded.

I took the cracked Aces when Gregg beat mine. They did not develop into anything more than a pair and Gregg caught on the river. But I won more money than he got after the head to head competition, mildly bet.

Peter actually beat me in a big hand with 2-3 offsuit. He had a good time with that at the game and all through supper. Peter was the big winner of the day.

About $80 profit.

Nice.

Robin came after a long hiatus, and it was grand to see this old college chum. He lost money, but had fun. He went to supper with Peter and I at the Dragon buffet. Peter and I are tending to go there after the games. Perhaps others are interested. All are certainly welcome.

Gregg broke about even. He seemed to be playing well.

Charlie, where were you? I had pepper questons?

Jay!! Oh, Jay!!!!! The Beatles were playing. Were your ears ringing? I have forgotten what Jim remembers whenever he hears the opening of Sgt. Pepper. Was it a cook in the military? Sorry Jim, I can't remember hardly anything any more. I am always reminded of Kathy Duzen, the last girl I dated before Peter's mother. She introduced me to the album and I still remember having a grand time naming all the faces on the front. Plenty of musical memories.

Jim even played the Politics and Poker I sent earlier. And he played this raunchy beach song, turned it up actually. Very funny. He has quite a collection.

So, we were five. Ezzy was at the Cape. Ed T was cooking. It was a fine game, but I'd like to see seven.

I lost quite a bit, but caught a hand when all-in after four buy-ins. Then with the help of cracked Aces, I ground it back up to a loss of $27.

Jim had the funniest hand. After the flop, Jim needed a ten for broadway, but he bet like he had flopped the straight by pretending a board nine was his ten. He went all-in on that imagined card.

Cards were turned for “the drama. “

He groaned through the turn and then, well, y'all know what the river was, an actual ten which beat Peter's high pair.

Nice feat of prediction, Jim.

Okay, hope to see you next week. As Gracie's old postman always said, “Keep Smiling!!”