Intro
I suppose I should introduce myself really...
First of all my name is Rupert. Lived in Suffolk my whole life until I recently moved to London for university, more on that later though. I first got into poker via the internet like so many others. At first I just played the freerolls for fun whilst I was making nice money out of casinos -- while I was 16.
After getting bored of losing $10 on every sit and go I tried, I decided I wanted to get a bit better. I wanted to play winning poker. A friend recommended some good books on the subject, David Sklansky ones mainly but I have since added to my collection with Harrington books amongst others.
I started doing ok, I got a couple of nice multi table victories under my belt and I naturally thought I was invincible. It didn't take long to pay back the winnings as I found out I was no where near as good as I thought. Sod it I thought, I even considered getting a proper job for a long long time but alas poker was much more fun.
Move forward a year or so, last year of A levels and going to mates house to play a 50p freezeout was much more fun than sitting through another tedious Physics lesson -- good days, poker, nintendo, and maybe even a drink or two if I wasn't driving.
As the school year came to a close and the pressure of exams was on, I decided that just in case sometime in the future I wanted to get a paying job rather than living on my swinging bank balance my whole life, I ought to do some work. I did enough in my A levels to get into a nice uni, two A's and a C in maths, further maths, and physics sealed the deal.
Rather than get a job all holiday I opted to bet on sports and play poker, as well as the odd fleecing of an online casino (i'm sure you are all aware of the money to be made there). I was partly doing well, but largely unsuccessful and found myself poor as a tramp come the end of the holidays.
Like having no money would stop me from gambling, I discovered a nice overdraft/student loan as I started at Imperial college, University of London. First week in, no poker yet but a couple of hundred quid down from various freshers events and getting used to paying for my own toothpaste, but I was just getting ready.
At the end of my first week, I made a trip over to the Gutshot card club -- I had been many times before but never by myself always with mates. On a Friday you can play the 2pm freezeout, the 5:30pm happy hour, and the 8pm rebuys. It's a busy day, especially if you decide to skip the hardware lectures.
I got my first cash from a tournament in a live game that day, coming 7th in the 8pm £10 rebuy tournament. It was a nice £120 cash and kept me going for the week.
Confidance was high but I was very tired from the freshers events. I proceeded to lose the £120 in no time on the 'net but thats isn't a problem -- i'm used to it by now.
Back to the gutshot the next Friday and despite spending £100 on the £10 rebuys (!) I somehow managed to come back with the amount I took, thanks to the crazy £25 PL cash game there.
The next week I had an amazing run. On Wednesday I won a $5 rebuy on Stan James for $430. I have half of Thursday as pointless lectures so I got back at 12 and played the $30 "lunchtime crapshoot" tournament on Ladbrokes. I ran off as an easy winner -- the quality of play is appalling even if it is a crapshoot -- and took a nice $1200.
The next day, Friday, I was down the Gutshot again, this time arriving just in time for the happy hour. As I queued up, they had to open up another table due to the popularity of it making it 49 runners instead of 40. As I got to the desk, Jake behind the counter said "Sorry tournaments full". Gutted I was! He decided to make an alternatives list so if anyone went out in the first 30 minutes we could play. It didn't take long and I took the full 15 quids worth of chips and my seat. 2 hours later and i'm at final table as chip leader. The blinds are crazy so people are going out every other hand. Before I know it, I have won first place and £192! I left a £12 tip for the dealer which is the norm there.
This pretty much brings you up to scratch with my life of gambling, feel free to leave a comment or two (you will need a blogger account but everyone has one these days).
No wise words to leave from me but i'm sure you could teach me a thing or two about the game, life, money.
First of all my name is Rupert. Lived in Suffolk my whole life until I recently moved to London for university, more on that later though. I first got into poker via the internet like so many others. At first I just played the freerolls for fun whilst I was making nice money out of casinos -- while I was 16.
After getting bored of losing $10 on every sit and go I tried, I decided I wanted to get a bit better. I wanted to play winning poker. A friend recommended some good books on the subject, David Sklansky ones mainly but I have since added to my collection with Harrington books amongst others.
I started doing ok, I got a couple of nice multi table victories under my belt and I naturally thought I was invincible. It didn't take long to pay back the winnings as I found out I was no where near as good as I thought. Sod it I thought, I even considered getting a proper job for a long long time but alas poker was much more fun.
Move forward a year or so, last year of A levels and going to mates house to play a 50p freezeout was much more fun than sitting through another tedious Physics lesson -- good days, poker, nintendo, and maybe even a drink or two if I wasn't driving.
As the school year came to a close and the pressure of exams was on, I decided that just in case sometime in the future I wanted to get a paying job rather than living on my swinging bank balance my whole life, I ought to do some work. I did enough in my A levels to get into a nice uni, two A's and a C in maths, further maths, and physics sealed the deal.
Rather than get a job all holiday I opted to bet on sports and play poker, as well as the odd fleecing of an online casino (i'm sure you are all aware of the money to be made there). I was partly doing well, but largely unsuccessful and found myself poor as a tramp come the end of the holidays.
Like having no money would stop me from gambling, I discovered a nice overdraft/student loan as I started at Imperial college, University of London. First week in, no poker yet but a couple of hundred quid down from various freshers events and getting used to paying for my own toothpaste, but I was just getting ready.
At the end of my first week, I made a trip over to the Gutshot card club -- I had been many times before but never by myself always with mates. On a Friday you can play the 2pm freezeout, the 5:30pm happy hour, and the 8pm rebuys. It's a busy day, especially if you decide to skip the hardware lectures.
I got my first cash from a tournament in a live game that day, coming 7th in the 8pm £10 rebuy tournament. It was a nice £120 cash and kept me going for the week.
Confidance was high but I was very tired from the freshers events. I proceeded to lose the £120 in no time on the 'net but thats isn't a problem -- i'm used to it by now.
Back to the gutshot the next Friday and despite spending £100 on the £10 rebuys (!) I somehow managed to come back with the amount I took, thanks to the crazy £25 PL cash game there.
The next week I had an amazing run. On Wednesday I won a $5 rebuy on Stan James for $430. I have half of Thursday as pointless lectures so I got back at 12 and played the $30 "lunchtime crapshoot" tournament on Ladbrokes. I ran off as an easy winner -- the quality of play is appalling even if it is a crapshoot -- and took a nice $1200.
The next day, Friday, I was down the Gutshot again, this time arriving just in time for the happy hour. As I queued up, they had to open up another table due to the popularity of it making it 49 runners instead of 40. As I got to the desk, Jake behind the counter said "Sorry tournaments full". Gutted I was! He decided to make an alternatives list so if anyone went out in the first 30 minutes we could play. It didn't take long and I took the full 15 quids worth of chips and my seat. 2 hours later and i'm at final table as chip leader. The blinds are crazy so people are going out every other hand. Before I know it, I have won first place and £192! I left a £12 tip for the dealer which is the norm there.
This pretty much brings you up to scratch with my life of gambling, feel free to leave a comment or two (you will need a blogger account but everyone has one these days).
No wise words to leave from me but i'm sure you could teach me a thing or two about the game, life, money.
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10/24/2005 09:51:00 pm
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