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kurthead
Enthusiast
Silver Level
Yeah that's what I'm seeing. PLay the nuts. Because people bet A LOT.
And it's pretty easy to beat a lot of hands with 4 cards. That's why I was worried about playing too loose. I'm doing okay in it so far though. I doubled up.
Still hate omaha though. Can't believe I bought into it.
And it's pretty easy to beat a lot of hands with 4 cards. That's why I was worried about playing too loose. I'm doing okay in it so far though. I doubled up.
Still hate omaha though. Can't believe I bought into it.
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kurthead
Enthusiast
Silver Level
I actually wound up placing and trippling my buyin so it wasn't so bad. I thought I had thrown my money away when I joined lol, cuz I suck at Omaha for lack of experience. And i don't like it. But making it to the money was nice.
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Johnny Too Bad
Rising Star
Silver Level
Oma-huh?
The moment I walked in the room, I found a seat to play.
Then and there I knew this was to be my lucky day.
My favorite table, favorite seat, my favorite dealer Joe.
It used to be my favorite game... Omaha Hi-Lo.
I settled in, I knew that I would be there for a while,
I posted blind to let them know, aggression was my style.
The first few hands the flops were high, with no chance for a split,
I never called to see a flop, without the best of it.
Then, as I wondered, "What would be the first hand I could play?"
I looked down at two clubs, Ace/Deuce and two hearts, King and Trey.
I thought, "Thats why I love this game." and fired off a raise.
"I hope that no one drops out, I hope everybody plays"
The limpers called, I knew they would, they hadn't had enough.
The Flop was 3-4-5 of clubs. For them, this would be rough.
I'd flopped the Nut-Lo and I had the second nut for Hi,
So, when the betting started, now my limit was the sky.
The field had narrowed down to three, myself and these two sods.
I raised them and they raised me back, they thought they had the odds.
The Turn card didn't make a dent, a bricky nine of spades.
We left the third man on this street, he stopped to wipe his shades.
We raised each other back and forth and forth and back non-stop.
With just the two of us remaining , now there was no cap.
He tossed his last chips in the pot and I was left with none.
I wished we both had bigger stacks before we had begun.
The River didn't mean a thing, the flop had made our hands.
I showed my Nut-Lo straight flush and I did a little dance.
He boasted Seven/Six of clubs and let out such a laugh.
It was a total letdown seeing I would win just half.
I watched in dumbstruck silence, couldn't think of what to say.
The dealer mucked my cards and pushed the pot the other way.
I cried out "Dealer, split the pot! The Lo-ball hand is mine!"
He said "This isn't Hi-Lo sir. Did you not read the sign?"
JTB
The moment I walked in the room, I found a seat to play.
Then and there I knew this was to be my lucky day.
My favorite table, favorite seat, my favorite dealer Joe.
It used to be my favorite game... Omaha Hi-Lo.
I settled in, I knew that I would be there for a while,
I posted blind to let them know, aggression was my style.
The first few hands the flops were high, with no chance for a split,
I never called to see a flop, without the best of it.
Then, as I wondered, "What would be the first hand I could play?"
I looked down at two clubs, Ace/Deuce and two hearts, King and Trey.
I thought, "Thats why I love this game." and fired off a raise.
"I hope that no one drops out, I hope everybody plays"
The limpers called, I knew they would, they hadn't had enough.
The Flop was 3-4-5 of clubs. For them, this would be rough.
I'd flopped the Nut-Lo and I had the second nut for Hi,
So, when the betting started, now my limit was the sky.
The field had narrowed down to three, myself and these two sods.
I raised them and they raised me back, they thought they had the odds.
The Turn card didn't make a dent, a bricky nine of spades.
We left the third man on this street, he stopped to wipe his shades.
We raised each other back and forth and forth and back non-stop.
With just the two of us remaining , now there was no cap.
He tossed his last chips in the pot and I was left with none.
I wished we both had bigger stacks before we had begun.
The River didn't mean a thing, the flop had made our hands.
I showed my Nut-Lo straight flush and I did a little dance.
He boasted Seven/Six of clubs and let out such a laugh.
It was a total letdown seeing I would win just half.
I watched in dumbstruck silence, couldn't think of what to say.
The dealer mucked my cards and pushed the pot the other way.
I cried out "Dealer, split the pot! The Lo-ball hand is mine!"
He said "This isn't Hi-Lo sir. Did you not read the sign?"
JTB
schister10j
Enthusiast
Silver Level
omaha
I absolutely love Omaha. I play differently for PLO and hi/lo though. I started playing Omaha by accident also lol, bought in at the last second of late registration on Cake a few years ago. Started with 2000 chips, played one hand, AKKQ and had over 10k lol. Ended up taking 2nd overall. I was kinda hooked after that...
I absolutely love Omaha. I play differently for PLO and hi/lo though. I started playing Omaha by accident also lol, bought in at the last second of late registration on Cake a few years ago. Started with 2000 chips, played one hand, AKKQ and had over 10k lol. Ended up taking 2nd overall. I was kinda hooked after that...