Way too long to go without writing, I know. But between baseball and poker, it has really been a long couple of weeks. I know that my writing will be more sporadic during baseball season, and if the season continues as it has been, I'll be a little too depressed to write regularly. Ugh. Not going well so far. It's been a hard season so far, and unless my pitchers can start throwing some strikes, it will be a very long season for sure.
As I mentioned on my facebook page after yesterday's game: We threw a one-hitter!!! Unfortunately, we walked 12, had a hit batter, and my pitchers made three errors. So we lost 14-1, our third straight blowout loss. My pitchers are damn near unhittable when they are throwing strikes. Unfortunately, they aren't throwing strikes all that much. Even the "control" pitchers that I am throwing are struggling to throw strikes. My "ace" only gave up two runs in two innings, but they were both kids that he walked. We walked 12, and all 12 scored. Not good. Much like the last game, when we walked 11, but struck out 12, the other team has no chance on the strikes. My kids are too good. We just need to get them throwing more strikes.
So, that has been the most frustrating thing to deal with so far this year.
The streak is finally over in poker. I cashed for 11 straight weeks, but finished 9th tonight, four spots out. Just couldn't really get anything going all night. Never got paid off on my big hands, and couldn't win enough chips to keep me alive. I'm hoping that it means that I'll cash at AIPCO on Friday. Still quite the accomplishment, I cashed in every tournament from January 26th through April 6th. I think that will be one of those Joe Dimaggio type streaks that no one is going to touch for however long I host this weekly game.
Our big $1K tournament was this past weekend, and the winner is.... still to be determined. The final two, Randy Thoms and Donnie Fowler, played for 21 hours over two days, and will come back Thursday to try and play to a winner. It might take longer than that, given their playing styles. The last of the pre-tournament favorites, Tom Auld, went out in fourth place, after getting all-in as a 3-1 favorite. Then the person who had dominated in chips from early in the tournament, Tim Lea, went into chip meltdown mode, and burned through 110K in chips in an hour. (This is with 400-800 blinds). That left it heads up, with Donnie holding a substantial chip lead. I think Donnie has a better chance to cash in the main event, but Randy is playing well right now, and would enjoy the experience more.
Not a whole heck of a lot going on with me other than baseball and poker right now. That's been 99.9% of my brain power for the last two weeks.
I am, however, reading a great book about Pat Garrett, and learned some really interesting things about him, Billy the Kid, and all the supporting cast of characters in that time of history. It's really a fascinating read, that some people will be getting for Christmas this year. First, the governor of New Mexico who hired Garrett to track down and kill Billy the Kid was Lew Wallace. Wallace went on to become far more famous as the man who wrote the book Ben Hur, which went on to be the biggest Oscar winning film of all time.
The chief legal adversary of Garrett was a man named Albert Fall. He had a number of courtroom run-ins with Garrett, working as a defense attorney (which he was reportedly VERY good at), most famously in the murder trial of Albert Fountain, whose killers Garrett had brought to justice. Fall would also defend Jesse Brazel for the murder of Pat Garrett, and get him acquitted.
Well, Albert Fall, in part because of the notoriety that he gained from his dealings with Garrett (and in part because of the fact that he was rich, corrupt, and well connected in New Mexico), would become a U.S. Senator from New Mexico. Eventually he would become secretary of the interior under Warren Harding. For you history majors out there, the Albert Fall that butted heads with Pat Garrett for 20-some years in New Mexico is the same Albert Fall behind the Teapot Dome scandal that was the biggest bribery scandal in U.S. history to that point.
Jesse Brazel, who purportedly (although now evidence points to the contrary) shot and killed Pat Garrett, would disappear after the death of his wife in 1913. Eventually his family would hire a private investigator to track him down, and it was discovered that he travelled to South America, where he was killed by none other than Butch Cassidy.
I just found the book to be quite fascinating with all the "small world" moments, where these people either went on to much bigger things, or found themselves in the company of much more famous people.
Well, that's about all the news that's fit to print for now. I will attempt to get an actual blog, rather than just a weekly recap, within the next week.
Wish me luck in baseball, I have five games in five days starting on Saturday. Might be a long week. If you don't hear from me again, I had a heart attack.
Thank you all for being who you are, and for giving me the pleasure of having you in my life.
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