What a crazy start of The New Concept this week, at Biscotti’s place. I was the first one to host a legendary homegame, and six contenders for the yellow jersey showed up, heavily poking up eachother to steam like mad horses on Red Bull.

I was totally ready for this evening, bringing in some extra chairs and no drinks. Three contenders showed up for the starting line-up: the Pseudo-Pro, Quattro Cane-Iz and the Iranian Sick Minded Dutchman; the Fat Kid had to cancel because of a bowling night with the Liberal Federation of Rich Capitalists. Before getting to business, we retrieved some memories from the beautiful year 1994 together. But when the Pseudo-Pro suddenly grabbed a strange bottle of booze, I realised this was the perfect moment to get his money. So we set up the game and I chose this soon to be drunk guy to pick on the rest of evening.

The tensions grew after I called him ‘lucky boy’ after one of his suck-outs. But he only started to explode thanks to my casual ‘well played’ after he lost a decent pot. Unlucky for the Iranian Sick Minded Dutchman, who was called by him after a steamy all-in with Ace high. I think he had absolutely no clue what he was doing at that moment. He tilted some more, but suddenly, he had 300 big blinds in front of his nose instead of steaming broke.

Adam ‘Fabster’ B. meanwhile had also joined the game and all the chips of the ISMD were in the middle once again when he had QT on a TTxx board against the JT of the Pseudo-Pro. A Queen on the river launched the steaming moron totally back in the game, making him the new chipleader. After I went broke after a reckless shove with the signature T6, Cane-Iz also shoved with his Jacks against Fabster’s top pair on a 9 high board. His hand held up and while Fabster’s mood could best be described as ‘crying asleep’, Cane-Iz gave him the needle by stating ‘keep calling my all-ins, they always end up sweet against you’.

Pseudo-Pro: I should have raised the flop.

Biscotti: Yes.

With about 2 hours of play left, the game completely changed when online grinder Gust9999 entered the game. After he played a couple of hands, his goals for The Concept were clear: PURE OWNAGE. He ruled the table for about 40 minutes, catched quads and heavily packed out aganst the Pseudo-Pro, stating ‘next time you better just give me your chips’ and even giving him the finger after this guy mistakenly grabbed some chips from him. The best hand I got meanwhile was T6, obviously, and this time my move with it turned out better:

With 30 minutes left and Fabster already gone again, there was only one battle left, the battle for The Concept lead, the battle for the yellow jersey, between The Grinder and the ISMD, with a little advantage for the first one. But he lost a big pot against the Pseudo-Pro 5 minutes later, bringing the Sick Mind in the lead. Then The Event Hand was played: after reraising it up preflop with KcKh the flop comes all hearts. Grinder makes a pot-sized bet, is raised and calls. With a King on the turn he calls all-in to see the Iranian Dutchman have AhTh, a disaster for Gust9999 and a huge chiplead for the Dutchman. This results in the following standings for The Concept:

1. Iranian Dutchman         85

2. Quattro Cane-Iz            1

3. Aces                           0

4. Fat Kid                         0

5. Miyagi                          0

6. Uncle Fil                       0

7. Biscotti                      -19

8. Gust9999                    -20

9. Pseudo Pro                  -22

10. Fabster                     -25