He’s not really my friend, but I know who you’re talking about.
Just read your Formac Experience. Sounds like a lot of fun. If I had that guy at my table, I probably would have beaten him over the head with a chair. Reading the other parts of your blog was really interesting. And the names you give everyone are too good. Mr. Miniraiser and Mr. Bluffer are too good.
I’m proud of being Mr. Miniraiser. Double that big blind, bitch!
Its typical of a lot of Formac players really. They either get so lucky you want to hurt them or they do something so stupid that you want to laugh at them.
Key hand that put me over the top on Thursday. I limp with JQ off suit. Guy I split pot with next to me folds, old man on button folds, small blind old man calls, big blind old man checks. Flop comes 4 8 10. Small blind old man checks. Big blind old man checks. I was about to bet the gut shot straight draw but decided to play it safe and just take the free card instead.
Turn is the 9 giving me the straight. Small blind old man checks. Big blind old man goes ALL IN. I call since there was no possible flush draw. About worst possible scenario is that he has JQ too for a split.
Big blind old man says “uh, i think i’m in a lot of trouble here” and has nothing more than A 8(PAIR OF EIGHTS), is already drawing dead and I take the chip lead. I had to thank the old man for giving me almost all of his chips.
I played the cash tables they have in the back room later and won a fair bit off of a couple of other dumb moves later too.
BTW, apologies for all the poker talk to the non poker players but seriously, if you want to talk about something else, by all means bring up some other topic then.
To be honest Vanny he wasn’t bad from when I watched him. He is probably better than 80% of the Formac crew. He sorta knew what he was talking about when we were talking too.
Haha, as for the names, I try not to say people’s names in case they get offended. So I just call them by what I see them at the time. Mini-raising is weak 
I wish tourneys weren’t so fun. I’m not good enough to make money in it and it pisses me off. But I can’t stop playing them.
I don’t know. It seems that whenever he comes out to play with us, he just gets crushed by us. Although he is a really nice guy. So we don’t feel so bad taking his money.
As for tourney’s I have to agree with you. To me, they are the most enjoyable. Cash games just don’t do it for me. I find that there is too much pressure to make big pots with strong hands, and when you get a strong one, you find it almost impossible to let go. Hopefully Curt is down for another game. I’d love to get another crack to play you heads up.
For those not keeping track, Justin finished 7th in CvS2 and Rey qualified for top 16 in 3S at ECC.
wow, the curt system works over there??
Gratz to everyone that went to ECC. Just waiting for Curt’s log now.
5ECCXI random stuff:
day 1:
magic highway: me and justin goto get the other guys during the mad rain, we hit the 407, and the rain stops
the shire: still raining and we get to the shire then it’s all sunny, we drive through it then it rains
US customs: we are told to goto the customs office to talk to some cops, we think it’s because bry has no photo ID…ends up that they want to talk to cyrus…nothing major happens we waste 30-45mins for nothing cause they probably thought he had a bomb
45min fullstop traffic, ends up that a car is totaled with tire tracks on the wall, 10 hours later and we get there
we decide on chanting poulet frit everytime one of us does good in tourny matches thinking that nobody will understand us
anyways
cvs2 casuals:
-curt owns it up with c.u.r.t.
-I spilt a game with cyrus and gerjay, gerjay has to play marvel so me and cyrus go on a 10+ winstreak, gerjay comes back and the streak ends,
day 2:
-wake up and see gerjay spooning with bry…
-11AM-back to the break
cvs2 pool: lose to a K groove guy, and lose to DSP, 2 and out, I suck
3s pool:
-match 1,beat a chun-li player, who gets pissed saying how he can’t believe he lost to a scrub, so true as I don’t play the game,
-match 2,lose to a yang guy
-match 3,beat some dudley player i think, make top 16 :lol:
-eat a breaksteak…and it owns me
day 3:
-wake up and see curt hugging cyrus:confused:
-leave the hotal @ 8am cause of the breaksteak effect, wander around dunellin(or wherever we are) cross the street then throw up the breaksteak, yum
-3s top 16
-vs. marn(chun-li) i think…lose the first game, 2nd game I use Q and taunt x 3 get hit by 4 supers each round somehow win…3rd match…no taunts so I die
-vs. some ryu…I try parry too much and die first game, curt says to parry high on wake up cause he keeps hitting me high, 2nd match he keeps hitting me low and I die
still fun/funny how I even made it
other stuff:
-VDO is crazy in p-groove, and he has his own clothing line pimping his VDO beater and VDO hat
-justin wong…
-trash talking
-justin trash talking during my 3s match “no whiteboy wins at orbit 3s”
-weird old man pedo and his buddy on the pedo-cam
-pedo-old man feeling up cyrus
-count the dead-deer game
-guy behind the counter takes my money when I order food, then gets bread/fries with the same hands for another customer :wasted:
-gerjay gets the top player glitch
-gerjay uses the force and makes all the cars in the front of us in the fast lane merge at the same time
-toll booth in buffalo “SABRES SUCK!!!”
fun tourny
there’s lots more but i’m sure curt will say more
Why is there so many dead dear in the states. Its rediculos.
EAST COAST CHAMPIONSHIPS X1 LOG
FRIIIIIIDAAAAAAY
This actually starts on Thursday night as Rey comes over. We watch TUF3 for a while (poor Danny got BUSTED UP by Ed) and then play the CvS2. I’m feeling pretty good taking more than I lose from Rey, which means I’m either on my game or he’s off a bit . Two hours later it’s time for bed. So Friday my internal alarm goes off and I wake up at 6:29am when my clock was set for 6:30am. I wake Rey up with the clicking of keys and we play some more. I place the call…
Justin: “Hi can I get a pick up?”
Enterprise: “sure, where do you live?”
Justin: “126 Charlton Avenue West… west? Rey is it west? NO EAST!”
Enterprise: “OK see you soon.”
So we wait… and wait… AND WAIT. FUCK I LIVE WEST! FUCK! So I call back and tell them it’s west after all. Rey’s all “it’s easy to screw that up” when he’s really thinking “this fucking idiot doesn’t even know his own address.” The drive is some random gino. We make stupid small talk about how scrpted TV > Reality TV while I stare out the window and think “OMG PLEASE STOP RAINING!”
So we get the car and start yapping about how this eight hour drive will be like twelve with the way the rain is coming down. The traffic on the QEW fucking sucks so I decide to take the 407 instead.
MAGIC… FUCKING… HIGHWAY!
We get onto the on ramp and the rain is gone. GONE! WHAT THE FUCK?! I look to the right as I’m turning and I can literally see the rain on the QEW still pouring down. So fucking random it’s ridiculous. The 407 is obviously protected by powerful magics to ensure that no rain ever comes its way. So I avoid the rain and the morning traffic completly. We reach Skybox and the only one there is… CYRUS?! Why doesn’t that surprise me in the least? Bry reaches just as we get there and subsequently leaves his water on his mom’s car. One minute later he goes “where’s my water?” HAHA! Anyway Gerjay is in the wrong spot (Pizza Pizza bait out) and after people bitch about how Shotgun should be played out (Gerjay wins because of too much power) we’re off to ECC.
HERE COMES THE RAIN!
Gerjay spends a lot of time complaining about the state of bridges. Apparently bridges are a big problem in our society and Gerjay will do everything in his power to ensure that all bridges are straight instead of curved. What… the… fuck? We shoot the shit and make pretty good time until we hit the border. Oh lord the border. First off, I’m about to pull into a particular lane when Gerjay says “no take that one.” Now as a general poker rule, I like to stick with my gut instincts. However, I took Gerjay’s advice and switch lanes. BIG MISTAKE! First of all, this line despite being the shortest when we started took FOREVER! I watched nuff cars pass by in the lane that I originally wanted to go in. Then we finally get to the border guard and this guy is a true bitch. I hand him all our shit and he’s like “no, everyone passes me ID one at a time.” shrugs fair enough I guess, who gives a fuck? So me and Gerjay are NP. Then Bryan hands him his stuff. Now Bryan doesn’t have photo ID. He never has and I don’t know if he ever will. The guard immediately goes into Interrogation Mode and it doesn’t go well at all. Bry kind of talks himself into a hole and the guard is mad suspicious. Then we get the true trump card. Cyrus hands him all his shit and the guard doesn’t even hesitate.
“Please pull into that lot and go into the immigration office.”
AWWWWWWWWW FUCK!
So the only thought in my head is “we’re going to hit NJ rush hour” over and over and over. It like people were talking to me and all I could think about was gridlock and adding about 2 hours onto our trip. We walk into the office and I’m wondering if we’re here for Stavros or Bryan. We wait and wait and wait. 45 minutes go by and still nothing and I’m getting very annoyed very fast. Finally some random guy calls us up and asks where we live and all that shit. I couldn’t believe I had the wherewithall to say Brampton knowing fully well my license still says Brampton instead of Hamilton. The last thing we needed was another story conflict. Cyrus is held back for further questioning. Gerjay and I have a laugh after looking at “the small room” and wondering what the fuck goes on in there. It’s probably better not to think of these things. Bryan has to use the washroom and it starts a debate over why public washrooms are fucking disgusting and why goverment washrooms would be even worse. Stavros comes back and then Bryan gets questioned. Blah blah fucking blah and then this happens.
Me: “OK so are we good to go?”
Bryan: “…”
Me: “What?”
Bryan: “He asked me a bunch of shit and then asked if I’ve ever gone by the name Dave”
Everyone: “WHAT THE FUCK?!”
So yeah… I call Bryan Dave for quite a while after that.
We make our first food stop and I’ve got to say that I was VERY DISAPPOINTED in Popeye’s. Canadian Popeyes >>>> US Popeye’s by a mile. They have combos pre made and sitting on a slide deal for you to just grab so the food is lukewarm at best. The food was more expensive and the combos don’t even have a drink with them so it’s more money. There was one upside though
THEY HAVE HI C! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
Hi C goes right over Bryan, Gerjay, Cyrus head but Rey and I are old men and automatically freak out. They also had Hawaiian Punch but I didn’t get a chance to drink some of that. After having it here though, I had Hi C and every opportunity for the rest of the trip, including breakfast on the Sunday (that’s not healthy).
I grabbed gas and came across something really strange. They have Pre Pay gas pumps in the US. I don’t mean credit card/debit card pre payment. I mean you have to go into the booth, pay him what you think it will be and then get the difference afterwards. That is the most fucked up thing I have ever heard. It took me 2 minutes to figure out why the fucking pump wouldn’t start. I’m not some fucking gas n00b, this should have been an easy job. Anyway, going back to gas and what not a few weeks back, gas is cheaper in the states but after conversion it’s only cheaper by a hair than Canada so whatever.
We make up a lot of time cruising between 130 and 140 the whole way. It’s still randomly raining except for when we hit The Shire and it’s enchanted powers not only protected it from rain, it also opened the clouds and let the sun shine in. WOW! What the fuck kind of magics are at work in this place? I can’t believe the same magics protect The Shire and The 407, that’d just be insane. Anyway, Gerjay is the king of telling me we have an exit like 1 before so I have to cross traffic all the time but he didn’t pull a “OH THERE IT GOES!” like I was worried about so it’s all good. We’re making great time and then we go from 140kph to ZERO at the NJ border. AWWWWW MAAAAAAAN!
IT TAKES 45 MINUTES TO CLEAR THE ON RAMP! THIS FUCKING ACCIDENT BETTER BE WORTH IT!
It was…
The on ramp combined with slow moving traffic sets us back an hour and 1/2 easily but Jesus Christ was that accident bad. First off you can see tire debris ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROAD (how it cleared the whole highway I’ll never know). There is about 100 feet of burned rubber on the cement and at the bottom of the barrier so that car was breaking insanely hard. Then we get to the wreckage and believe me when I say it was a wreckage. The front is completely smashed into the dashboard in a complete crunch job. The side of the car is nearly completely ripped off (could have been the wall or The Jaws Of Life), the roof is mangled like no tomorrow (flip?) and whatever’s left is mad damaged. The guy is DUSTED, no doubt in my mind.
So the delay was worth it in a sick kind of way. The rest of the trip to Motel 6 is pretty standard stuff. We all got into an interesting conversation about who the true assholes of the GTASF are. Official top 5 were:
Marvin
Will
Ryan
Myself
Gerjay
There was a good arguement for Matt but it was determined he’s more a jerk than an asshole and it was thrown out. T7 is coming…
After a lengthy process of getting a room (that fucking latino lady just wouldn’t stop going on about how she got the Internet rate and isn’t paying an extra $5 a night) we finally get our room. We basically drop everything and finally hit 8 On The Break.
The first thing I noticed is that The Break was a lot more cool this time around. The heat hit you like a wave when we arrived at ECC9. I took a walk around and noticed that they had two giant fans, definitely helping in the cooling process. The arcade was a lot more open this time around. They had the main marvel cab and 3 small ones, a few 3S machines and the single CvS2 yet again. I took some time to look for old faces (where was Koop?). I grab some change and hit up CvS2. I was deliberating on whether to sandbag or not but figured I better tune up what I’m good at.
5 game win streak. Friggin Nestor stopped me cold.
I barely touched CvS2 after that. I know Gerjay/Rey/Cyrus combined for a lengthy win streak or set of win streaks over the course of the night. I spent most of my time watching Marvel and meeting new people. VDO is easily the highlight of my weekend as it concerns new people I met. His P Groove is so nasty. He’s really innovative in his use of parries. On top of that he uses a lot of low tier characters and makes them look beastly (MY GOD HIS HAOHMARU! IT GIVES ME NIGHTMARES!). He’s probably the one player I should have sandbagged because I took him down easily the first time around and each time we played it got progressively harder. By the time top 16 rolled around and we faced off he’d completely adapted to me. Ah well… shit happens.
We finished up the Marvel team tournament, and that didn’t go very well. I was very worried about Bryan as he didn’t play nearly as well as I knew he was capable of and at the rate he was going he’d be destroyed come tourney time. I figured I would take a risk and make a money match for him against Matrix. Matrix isn’t insanely great but he’s still very good and capable of beating the best out there on any given day. I figured 2/3 for $5 wasn’t going to hurt. Bryan looked terrible the first game and barely pulled out the second game. The third game he looked a little better. I knew I was onto something. Matrix wanted another shot and I was happy to oblige him. I watched Bryan play that set the way I knew he could and should have in the team tournament. His confidence was building with each game and I even noted it to James, who agreed. When it was all said and done:
Matrix ($15)
X ($5)
Blue Jay ($15)
VDO ($15)
Rick Mears ($10)
Skisonic ($5)
Deus ($5)
I’m missing a match in there. Did X play Bryan twice? Either way he’d made $70 by the end of the night and I took 1/2 for rolling it. Life’s good that way. Desmond wanted to play 4/7 for $20 and Justin wanted a 2/3 for $10 but Bryan was tired and not feeling well (the start of not feeling well all weekend). We went back to the hotel and basically crashed. I took the time to hit up Isaac’s room. Deus is the most insane Marvel player ever on a stick. His skills are easily magnified 100 fold on console. I came back to the room and I played Cyrus 3/5 for $10 and barely won by the skin of my teeth, complete with MASStick fuck up at crucial points. The guys basically played until 6 or 7 in the morning and that was the end of Friday.
Mad props Justin, I think you showed everybody that you don’t need to follow a certain style to win (RC, not roll throwing/super etc.) and please say you taped some B-more chun.
P.S. i’m down for MWC. =P for real this time!
Watch out A-akuma is coming! RAWR!
american gas buying noob. learn to work the pumps in the states.
and i own you at driving to ECC. We made it in record time and I nearly ran over JWong.
fuck you Jay. Random bullshit US gas buying techniques.
You didn’t have to deal with customs or giant accident of doom either. On the way back we made it in 7 hours flat with a stop for lunch. BIATCH!
On a completely unrelated note, I got an afternoon shift on Friday that ends at 7:00pm so I’m going to Formac. If anyone is interested in going then let me know and we’ll see about going together or meeting up and me driving people back.
i drove bry last time through customs and got no problems. Your anti-customs tactics are lacking. Plus you were a customs line noob. If you KNEW the line was taking forever to move, it probrably means the officer is ultra anal. NOOB.
GGPO No RE.
5 less from blue jay or skisonic i think, and 10 from rick mears for sure
I’ll be there on Friday. Don’t think I’ll need a ride there, but might need a ride back. Are you hosting at your place this Friday too?
I’ll try to make it also