Don't telegraph your passes...

...You'll end up with molasses

Did anyone ever answer Sir Bob when he asked “Tell me why I don’t like Mondays?”. If anyone has his email address I’ll give him the low-down. It’s probably too late though, I hear he’s moved onto more pressing matters.

My pressing matters this fine Monday afternoon are, in no particular order:-
• Get rid of hangover
• Shuffle some papers until the clock strikes 5pm

I played in my first pool match for 5 weeks last night. We currently sit second on frame difference and we were up against the only team to beat us so far this season (albeit we had a weakened team out that night). It wasn’t pretty but we cruised to a 9-2 win. We have some tough away games coming up but if we can keep up the momentum there’s an exciting last game of the season title decider in the pipeline against the mob that are currently top. I’m sure we can muck it before then though.

Snooker starts next week and I’ll be sure to update this here blog with news of grown men crying because they have to face a century maker in the 3rd tier of a pretty mediocre league! Signing such a player is good news for me as I will no longer have the pressure of being the teams top player. Aside from us two, our new captain (who finished 2nd in the divisional rankings last season) is in good nick having won a summer singles league. Our fourth player is young Gee (see abandoned blog link on the left) who hasn’t practiced at all in the close season but was also too good for the division last term. I don’t know if our first reserve has played snooker league before, but he’s a solid pool player whose had England trials before. All in all, a pretty promising line-up that should see us at the right end of the table.

Played some of that poker stuff over the weekend. I put in a decent bit of volume again and comfortably surpassed my daily goals (tagged on extra hands to compensate for future nights out). I even made some moniezzzz and played looser than normal. This resulted in 3 swingy sessions (Fri, Sat & Sun) where I almost gave back the 4 figures I made in the first two on a lazy Sunday afternoon. I have an awesome hand that I’m going to post if I remember where this fella I had been battling with bet/3bet all-in on an AKJ two tone flop in a 3bet pot. I snap with my TP and nut flush draw and he shows 64s – no pair, no flush draw, no backdoors, pure airball. I have no recollection of ever check raise then folding in a 3bet pot on such a high wet board, so he couldn’t possibly have some sick note on me. Spazz-out of the century imo.

Sick scenes going down at work as I type…. Girl who is on maternity leave has just come in to reveal she is preggers again. This means (if my brain computes correctly) that there will be no juggling of jobs and I keep all the meaningless shit that should take a couple of hours a day but which I really stretch out to like weeks on end. Yes, this works for me. Must dash, got some paperwork to shuffle.