So after getting bad beat on the bubble in two $1 SNGs, I decided to donk it up on my final game of the night.
Actually, it's more like after I loaded the game, I decided the All-Star game and bed sounded more interesting than a $1 SNG.
So I became aggro-donk. Raised any suited, any one-gapper, any ace, any broadway from any position.
And I dominated.
Crushed.
Eliminated all my opponents as they had no idea what to do with me.
My post flop play was ridiculously good for once. I was cbetting the correct dry boards. Passing at the right times. My bet sizes constantly confused my opponents. When I did happen to get played back at, it seemed like I always had a decent hand and would bust my opponent for his foolishnes of messing with me.
The chat box was getting lit up like well....like I was playing with Waffles.
I was that donk that I hate so much.
And I won.
Interesting...very very interesting.
"The chat box was getting lit up like well....like I was playing with Waffles.
ReplyDeleteI was that donk that I hate so much."
You hate me? *sniff*.
LOL - i'm assuming you know what I meant and are just being a smartass.
ReplyDeleteBut just in case...was referring to those super-aggro donks that play ATC and somehow suck out to win. I was THAT guy.
Perhaps sadly, I'm way too much like you Waffles to hate you.