
I had a cracking few days this past weekend representing the RaiseTheRiver Forum in the NPF Team event in Newcastle, here's my account of what really happened...
Coggy got to my gaff about midday on the Friday and we set off on our journey to Geordie land shortly after. The drive was a bit of a mission tbh (5hrs) especially as i only managed to get about 3-4 hours shut eye the night before but it was well worth it. We got to our destination around 6ish and all i can say is fuck my fucking life, it was a fooking shit hole. I reckon most prison cells must be in better condition than this gaff it was bloody disgusting! The place absolutely stank of curry, it was really damp and mouldy plus there were actual human hairs in my bed! We kinda knew before hand that it wasn't exactly going to resemble anything like the Hilton given the reviews it had but nothing prepared me for that dump. It was called the Roselodge in Benwell Rd for those of you familiar with the place. It was only 40 nugs though and did add to the comedy of the trip :-)
Whilst checking into our new home for the weekend the smelly manageress bird asked us if we wouldn't mind sharing a room. Obviously i had already pre-booked two single rooms what we Cogs being a Brighton boy you can't be too careful but apparently they were booked up, wtf? I was a bit reluctant tbf but obviously that Cogfish jumped at the chance to spend two nights in the same room with his blogging/poker hero. After some persuasion from the Brighton boy i agreed making sure i got the bed next to the wall for obv reasons. As you imagine Cogs was over the moon leaping up n down with delight giving it fist pumps like he'd just shipped the WSOP Main Event ;-)
Once we got into the room and started to unpack i was quickly dealt my second bad beat of the trip when i realised that i hadn't packed any clean socks or pants ffs! I didn't really fancy going commando for the whole weekend, what with staying in the same room as Cogland you can't blame me so i decided to keep the same boxers on which i had driven in earlier for the next three days lol. They weren't exactly nice boxers either but some faded things from Next that my old dear got me for chrimbo about 6 yrs ago, sigh.
We had a little mince in our lush new room before a quick shit, shave and shower (no wanking in this horrible gaff) and then headed off to the Gate with "Knightmare" Nick who was also staying with us at the "Plaza" I think i got the first ones in but Nick also brought three Sambookays and i think we had one with every drink after that. There goes my plan to take it easy ish the night before the poker tournay i thought. After a few more ales we had a small break for munch at FnB's before power walking our way down too Quayside in the freezing cold North East weather. Good job i didn't go commando otherwise my knob would have probably shrivelled down to a mere six inches in that bitterness. In our slightly ball bagged state we ended up taking the scenic route marching across the tyne bridge and back again before we entered the next watering hole which was called Chase i think. The three of us sank another load of drinks in there and also briefly met up my Nicks bird before ending up in another bar. This place was an absolute sausage party though and despite Cogs being comfortable with these kind of surroundings we left quite sharpish and queued up to get into Sea night club. I don't really remember too much about this place at all.
Apparently i later found out from Nick that one of his birds mates wanted a piece of the Amatation, sigh. She weren't too shabby either tbh, i run so fkin bad. I think that was about the third or fourth bad beat of the trip and i hadn't even started to play poker yet, fml. After having a few more sherbets and a bit of a boogie woogie we got a taxi back to the Plaza. Supposedly i had been using my grafting skills on Cogs bird on his mob during the drive although again my recollection of our chat is somewhat hazy. Sorry about that btw Coggy but you do know i fancy her anyways, mbn to get your dicked sucked by her you lucky bastard.
Next morning i felt rough as normal but was nowhere near as bad as Knightmare "two pints" Nick. Cogs is pretty good at dealing with hangovers so i sent him to the shops to get some juice and munch to help sort my head out. Cogs later said it was one of the scariest walks he's ever been on and given the area we were staying in i didn't doubt it. After a bit of mince in my flea pit we were joined by Snake-Eyes and Yorky Pud who arrived at the Plaza about 11ish so we got showered and changed and the five of us drove down to the casino where we met up with Burnley Mik and Bullmeister. We all went for a monster fry up at a nearby place called Switch and although the munch looked delish i think i only managed to eat half a sausage given the state i was in, i am such a larry after a night on the lash. Once the lads had demolished the grub we went into the casino to met the remaining three team members Ant, dD and Hammerheid. Right, time for quick bit of waffle on my first impressions of you fishays...
I've met Cogs as few times and he's a sound bloke. I thought Nick was gonna be some geeky little twerp but he was a nice fella and up for a laugh although he didn't give it the big i am like he does on the forum. Snake-eyes was a top bloke and turned out pretty much how i thought, friendly, good banter and can put his beer away. Burnley Mik was how i'd imagined aswell after having read his gay blog for a few yrs and chatted shit with him on the net. He prob looks a bit scary to a stranger but he is like a big cuddly teddy bear, a nice bloke who loves his banter. Bully didnt seem that chatty at first but apparently he was stoned off his tits when we first met lol. He was a nice geezer who seemed pretty relaxed and friendly. Again Ant was really friendly and nice to chat to, it was a pleasure to meet you sir. dD was really nice and quite quiet at times much like myself but occasionally pipes up with some funnies and also likes to call me a cunt every other five minutes lol. Hammerhied seemed friendly with everyone much like he does on the forum, always very chatty although i couldn't understand the Scottish fish half the time! Last but not least Yorky Pud who i've probably "known" the longest without never meeting the fella. He's a top man, funny and seemed to have time for everyone. That fish writes some really good articles for Betfair btw, go check them out. Ok, thats enough of sucking off my team mates for now time for some poker action....
The event consisted of 20 teams with 10 players in each and was very well organised with a nice slow structure and RA's. I was drawn on the feature table along with the event organiser TeamDobbs who i had the pleasure of meeting at last years CPC. We started off with 7500 chips and from what i could make out the standard seemed to be generally quite weak with people open raising and re-raising with legit hands most of the time. I can't remember too many hands tbh which is unusual for me but i'll bore you with a couple of the bigger ones from the tourn. The biggest pot i won on Day 1 was with AA (its the only hand i play). Some geordie fish limps UTG and it folds round to me in the bb and i repop and he peels as expected. Flop comes A10x rainbow which wasn't too bad and i felt the best way to extract chips was to check. Against better opponents i always fire here but like i said most players where playing pretty straight up so i check to my new geordie friend who bets my hand for me. I gave it abit of hollywood before flatting and checked to him again on a blank turn to which he bet more of his stack. Another oscar winning perforamce from myself before relucantly calling and checking another blank river hoping for one more bet. The poor fish bet most of his stack and then folds to my allin bless lol. Despite not showing down a hand during the entire day i somehow ended up with 26k which was about 13 bb's when we returned for day 2. We had been playing from 3pm-3am and there where 42 fish left. The top 50 scored points for their team and Yorky Pud busted in 50th for 1 point. It was left to me dD and Snake to get some big points on Day 2.
After the tourn finished i found most of the lads sitting down on one of the most comedy cash tables i have ever seen in my life with two of the worst players ever who have been tagged by Mik as Mr Miyagi and Penfold. Words cannt describe how bizarre Mr Miyagi was, he was a bit of an odd ball to say the least. I managed to play a few hands before the table broke, sigh. They must have heard about my fircesome reputation as a cash game shark.
I woke up for day 2 feeling pretty confident despite being short stacked and immediately found myself allin on the very first hand. I was in the bb with AJ and the sb makes a small mincy raise. Obv his range here is very wide so i slam it all in and he calls with 88. No help on the flop, the turns gives me a gutshot straight draw and weeeeeeeeeee the jack pops on the river, one fukin time. I steal loads of blinds after this and gave myself a good shot at taking down the whole tourn. However i got knocked back abit in a hand versus TeamDobbs. I opened in the hijack with JJ and Dobbs peels in the BB with 67. Flop came kxx with 2 demons and it went check check. I check here to keep the pot small plus i like to play it in a kinda trappy way in position on quite a dry board. The turn was a 6d and Dobbs leads. I flat because i have the diamond draw plus i am pretty sure i am still ahead here also it looks like im drawing to a diamond with a bare ace the way the hand had played out imo so i am looking to induce a river bluff from Doobs. The river comes a black 7 and doobs bets small. Fuck my life i thought the fish has a shitty king. I called and he had hit perfect perfect 6's and 7's, a 3 outer on the river, sigh.
Shortly after this hand me dD and Snake unfortunatly found ourselves all sat on the same table and i ended up busting dD in unavoidable spot when he pushed his bowl of rice into my pock biatches. I then went onto get my revenge on Dobb to give me my peak chip stack when i opened with 65cc in mp and dobbs on the button and the bb both flat. Flop comes k34 and i checked it to dobbs who bet. The bb folded and i shoved it allin. Given my stack size etc i felt that this was the right play. Had i c bet my draw i was almost committed to calling a re raise so i check raised to give myself maximum fold equity. Dobbs tanked for a while before making a good call with KQ and i binked the 7 on the turn, weeeeeeee. I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar a few times after this and then blinded myself into obliv before open shoving about 7 bb's with a shit ace into QQ 5 handed to bust 11th. It would have been nice to make the final tarb but i werent to bovved as we still had Snake in and going strong. Snake eventually busted in 4th, wp mate, and RTR secured 3rd place in the team event for £1.6k. Snake also got £200 so we chopped the £1.8k up 10 ways which paid for a wicked wkend.
Me and Cogs left the casino at about 10.30 and almost had the worst bad beat of our life's. I was fucking shattered and reminded Cogs that we needed petrol and he was yeah yeah yeah we'll get some in a bit. So we set off and i am basically driving like a zombie and can barely keep my eyes open. All of a sudden Cogs screams out SERVICES!!! It was too late as i had already whizzed past the gas stattion. I glanced at my petrol gauge and my heart sank, it was red and we only had a few drips of petroleum left in the tank. Luckily we pulled in at a nearby Little Chef and ran over the M1 to a Texco garage weaving in and out of the oncoming traffic to save our lifes. I eventually got home about 3am, phew.
It was a wicked weekend from start to finish. It was great to meet some of you fish and we'll have to sort another RTR meet up soon. Thanks to event organisers TeamDobbs and S2c and also to the Card Guard Kid who was calling out the action all weekend, pure comedy. Laters!










