I would like to share an older tournament with you because it has determined my relationship with the Pot Limit
omaha poker variety for a lifetime.
Because of this competition, I consider this game as the first love of my adolescence, which, with its fulfillment, became almost indelible to my memories, which I would like to express with this four-line collection:It is a $ 2.20 Pot Limit Omaha race, where 81 people have decided (with me) to try their luck on that particular day.
The bolt or the curiosity in this regard is merely that so far I have not encountered Omaha-type competition in any space or time. (I would note in parentheses that at that time I even turned to me, I pushed aside one race in the big boost (of course later I found out that I did not regret it at all)).
So I switched in and smiled at the first hand and felt that I had four cards.
This is my inexperience when I first thought I was having trouble with the program, and then I looked at the Lobby and it was still a case that "miss click" did not happen for the first time.
Suddenly I did not know what to do, because I did not even guess what to play. I knew the name of the game, and I've heard that there is one, but nothing more.
Without a better idea, I started instant raising everyone and everything, with little exaggeration I could not even eat or drink Omaha. So a crazy run of mine started on my part ("just have to end with this insanity"), which left me to my surprise after half an hour for the chip leader position for me. For a hand-to-hand hand, the dealer put the chips in front of me, and the emotions began to flare up to the kind of card that had been beautiful in my eyes, and the point came when the flaming emotions grew so hot that the mere desire and attraction was no longer enough . I've got to know what she loves what she wants, because I know if I treat he So I started looking at my bookstore after my first poker book "Love", where I knew other
poker games like Holdem, and almost Latin lovers how to cherish our "sweetheart" to give us the care.
There was a lot of chips, so the half-hour fast-paced (and the curiosity and desire to learn, to learn the rest of the tournament, led to 2nd place being the reward for $ 30 and a wonderful love "richer".
(Unfortunately, I can not serve specific handicaps because at that time I did not record anything about the "relationships" (tournaments), but I hope I have been able to pass on this memory of my wonderful conquest, if only on an emotional level.)
(Recommended for Dear Omaha: Thank you OMAHA in capital letters. Although it is when we get together and break our routes soon, but I always come back to you, because you are the first, the biggest ...)