Game and Set

Eighty degrees, deuce. Serve, return, misplaced approach; Hando dribbles J4 over the high part of the net.  It’s likely he intended this defense to go elsewhere, or, perhaps, he had no idea where he wanted it to go.  Not sure how such a limp-wristed stab is really supposed to send[…]

Treasure Island

Seven hundred big blinds in front of me, Q3o in the hole, six callers, getting lazy; something else is on my mind.  Sorry, it’s on me; can I cbet this monotone board?  Yes, apparently, as I watch my hands pushing chips. Chinese Eager Beaver next to me, raising his body[…]