Early night thanks to Rob...

Weekends can be long nights, tables full of fish dishing out stacks to everyone but you, while you wait patiently for a hand to take a bite with.

You watch while horrible plays are rewarded, you cringe as the whale at the table is stacked for the 5th and final time leaving you behind as he makes his way out of the card room.

You chip up through solid poker, pounding position, and picking your spots carefully.

Sometimes you get a cooler go your way, sometimes you run your Kings into Aces, all in on a dry 5 high board.

There are times when every flush draw gets there against you, and there are the times when you spike your set and double through against an opponent unwilling to lay an over pair down.

Its a grind for sure.

Then there is playing against Rob! Who is quite willing to give you £600 of his money in space of 10 minutes.

This is a guy to be admired. This is a guy who trusts his gut, listens to his instincts.

His plays cant be defined through any logical or mathematical reasoning (game theory). He smells weakness and he pounds.

He is the alpha male at the poker table, he will dominate you, and run over the table.

I am talking about a guy, who will proudly explain that limping with J9, then 3 betting a button raiser, and then calling a 4 bet shove is a good play. Standard play!

Thank you Rob for sending me home early on a Saturday. I was able to enjoy some quality time watching the X Factor results!