Things continue at their tepid pace in Ugarte’s poker world. I continue to consistently cash in the A.M. games (made easier since asphnxma is claiming that he needs to sleep on Sunday nights), I have been cashing in my occassional forays into the cheapie SNGs online (when I play at Zinester’s apartment) and I had a profitable night at the Blue Parrot despite getting (to use Pauly’s new “alas") kicked in the junk by razz.
I’ve been frustrated by my own poker writing because it feels like too much recap, not enough ... um ... writing. I hope to slowly edge the scales toward the writing side and away from hand histories, but the crutch is too easy. So there may still be too much hand history in the recap of my last few sessions: two AM tournaments straddling a razz night (if you haven’t already, check out the razz night recaps from Pauly and Blossom).
Before I get to the recapping, I have to throw out a challenge to the New York pokerati. If you think you can read people, if you think you are a master strategist, then you have to test your skills at the Atlantic Yards Smackdown at Freddy’s Backroom on May 26th. It is a Rock-Paper-Scissors tournament, as made famous by Phil Gordon and the Tiltboys.