The Deep and Steep Dimitrov Extravaganza...

Wow, I really have so much to blog about! Why do I keep doing this? Letting shit build up! OK, well let me take my time, and see what I can cover.

Flying out to Bulgaria for 10 days tomorrow, should be pretty sick. I have been there before, and I love it out there. Amazing weather, beaches, poker and food! Its like the perfect holiday.

The games are super good, crazy Jews chucking money around. Last time I was out there they only had $2-$5 games, which I think kept most the passing tourist traffic away from the card room. Hopefully there will be $1-$2 games there this year.

Every year the city of Varna, and in particular the resort of Golden Sands celebrate the home coming of their favourite son and most successful poker player to emerge from Bulgaria.

Andrey has done so much for the Bulgarian economy, and in particular the goat farming community, that they hold an annual Texas Holdem Poker Tournament in his honour.

The casino is running super satellites daily, so the field should be a mix of "circuit" veterans and locals.

Good luck to everyone taking part in this year's event, I hope to see you at the final table!

So thats the Bulgaria news out the way. Ammm....whats next to cover...

Vegas baby!

Months of talking, and planning...finally we are going! Me, Rosh Da Boss (or Rosh Da Fish), and Rob "The Horse" Angood are off.

3 months with The Horse, my god Rosh you sure about this?

We have managed to find an apartment in the Meridan complex, 5 star living! Weeee....

Information from the estate agent...

The Meridian is an experience defined by luxury, sophistication and enjoyment.

Romantic courtyards and lush landscapes invite a relaxed and tranquil lifestyle located in the heart of The Strip.

State-of-the-art recreational facilities rival those of private country clubs, high-end gyms and spas.

The Meridian accommodates your every need, allowing you to embrace all of life's simple pleasures.

Walking distance to the monorail that can take you to the Las Vegas Convention Center and half block to Sands Expo Convention Center.

Just a one block walk and you will find yourself in the heart of the Las Vegas Strip. The lights, glamor, and vitality of Las Vegas are at your beck and call.

Sick location, sick facilities. I am planning to work out a regime involving running, weights, and steam room every day (and tennis!). Come back home trim!

Here are some photos...

3 months for $4800, very cheap considering the location! Should be an amazing experience, I cant wait!

If you are coming out there between September and December, make sure you drop by for a game of tennis, or a beer!

I need to make sure this trip is a success, because I have quit my job! I need to (and will) dedicate a post on this decision, but what I will say is this; you only live once.

I was very down, and realised my work was killing me inside. Poker may not be my future, but it is something which will allow me to take some time off, and enjoy life.

Wow, I am so excited! This experience will not only develop me as a poker player, but as a person too. Rosh and Rob (as most of you know), are super cool guys and its going to be a lot fun!

Fuck I still got sooooo much to write about! Last night at The Vic was both amazing (won over £1k) and disgusting (some fat dude eating like a fucking animal on the table ewwwww).

Raili was almost sick, there was fucking shit from this moron's mouth on the cards, on her hands, fucking shit everywhere! It was so sick!

Ammm....OK I am going to end this post here, but next post is going to be super fun, headlining Rob "The Horse" Angood's adventures with a Brazilian chick.

Yigit out!

A really long and unsuccessful Sunday...

I had a pretty sick schedule of tournaments on Sunday, including 3 majors and 18 other tournaments with guarantees ranging from $10k to $250k.

I played non stop from 5pm until 2am (ish) when I busted out my last tournament of the day, which was the $200k UB Main Event. I managed to bubble, and that seemed a fitting close to an incredibly frustrating day.

I really dont mind losing coin flips, and even 60-40s are OK with me! But I was getting goat fucked with 2/3 outers.

This one sucked hard, deep into a rebuy with a decent stack, sweet news to pick up QQ on the button...



Unless you find someone who has you covered in the big blind with AQ suited! Weee...Pretty standard spot obviously, AQ actually has my late position raising range crushed. I don't blame the dude for shipping, I would just like to fade the ace!

Here was another one, very close to the money bubble, again I have a decent (workable) stack...

So this cunt slow plays his KK pre flop, I flop my set, he thinks he has me crushed, we get the money in....and BOOOOOM king on the river. Must be nice. Did you notice his stack? Must be fucking nice! Mother fucker must of stuck a horse shoe up his ass for this tournament.

Anyway, I wont bore you but there were several of these, and it just seemed like I lost every meaningful coin flip. Meh!

I did manage to record a modest profit for the day though, thanks to a number of small cashes(including one in the $1m Turbo TakeDown).

I am really enjoying my poker at the moment, and can feel a decent score coming soon! I think it is the excitement of tournament poker that keeps me grinding away.

They do however take a significant commitment to play, I mean take tonight,following my usual week night schedule, my first tournament starts at 7pm, and my last tournament starts at midnight. Meaning if I get deep in any of the latter tournaments I will be looking at a 3/4am finish.

I love it! Here is a picture of me, settled in (during my Sunday sessions)...

So since I haven't been playing much live, the content of my blog has got some what boring! I was going to talk about the forthcoming Vegas trip, post some pics of the condo and shit, but I don't want to lose some of the readers so instead I will share the following tale with you (true story)...

Couple of years ago I went out to Malia (Greece), with my best friend Gurdeep.

This place is sick. That's all that needs to be said about the place. It was around the time poker was really taking off, and every cunt wanted to play! Including girls.

One chick claimed she could play, and actually challenged me to a heads up match. Standard 10 minute clock, blinds starting at 25-50, 5k stack.

She started of playing pretty solidly, but seemed to have a funky style of playing. She took some really weird lines. After a couple of hands which went to show down, I thought something was not right.

To cut of long story short, she didn't know how to play! She had just pretended, basically because we had wagered that if I had lost I would go out with her group (bunch of girls), and if she had lost she would come out with me. No lose situation to be fair (for her!).

Needless to say, I made sure she learnt her lesson....

Happy memories!

Anyway, this post seems to have lost its way, so I will end it!

Yigit out!

Platinum stardom lights the way...

I feel like I have been in hibernation this month!

I have really enjoyed the home comforts of playing online, seriously I love it! I just settle in, and play. I think it helps that I have a really good set up, I really could not manage the sheer volume I play on one monitor (and definitely not on a laptop).

I set myself 2 really simple goals to work towards this month:

• Secure Platinum Star on Pokerstars.

I started the month off in a sprint, and put some sick volume in and then slowed down to playing no more than 4-6 tables when I realised I had plenty of time to get the required points.

I am happy that I was actually able to pull through and complete a goal that I set myself. I think this shows definite progress in my resolve.

I have however (to date at least) have come up short with my second goal...

• Record a +$1,000 MTT score.

As most of you guys will know this is not for a lack of effort on my part. I have managed to play 106 tournaments this month (and counting). That is a serious amount of tournaments, and again I am proud of myself for sticking to it.

Although I have not managed a big score, I have got close, so fucking close. Several times I have put myself in spots where I just needed to run a little bit better (or play a little bit better), with a little bit of luck I would had better outcomes.

But its coming, I go deep regularly, and have super confidence in my game right now. Clocked up nearly 2,000 TLB points with my deep runs.

I continue to be more driven than ever, even after some seriously brain draining amount of volume (and some sickening heart breaks late in tournaments).

I have as planned resigned from my post at work, and my last working day will be somewhere around the 2nd week in September. I am going to take some time off and chill.

Hopefully I will hit a heater and make enough money to pay the rent, otherwise you can come and visit me outside McDonalds sitting in my cardboard box.

My extended trip (3 months) to Vegas with The Horse, and Rosh is pretty close to getting booked -this will be the subject of my next blog entry!

PS... I am nowhere near busto, why do people keep asking me that? I wanted to play online this month to be able to spend more time with my friends before I fly off toVegas! I did however visit the hospital for a patch up, and NO! Pratik was not there!

Weeee....

Live coverage of a goat fucking...

So another day, another heart break. Managed to get super deep in let another Pokerstars tournament yesterday, only to bust out 14 players away from $7k.

After 6/7 hours of play I really felt it was my day! I was chipped up (let again!), and playing solid. But it wasn't meant to be.

I really honestly don't know how much more I can take!

I did manage to get some live coverage at various intervals during the tournament. I must warn you I look like a fat drunk chipmunk, and am mumbling like a guy on crack. I was just really exhausted!

Middle stages here, feeling a deep run coming on...

Nice to win a big coin flip here...AK vs QQ...ship....

30 left, mumblings of a drunk chipmunk...

Not a sick spot (though I say it is in the video), funny how I am rooting he doesn't have a 9 or a flush draw on a 9 6 6 (2 diamond) board! Massive pot chips me up again...

Lets cut to the chase, heart break moment. I raised 4 4 UTG, several callers including chip leader in the blinds, flop is 4 5 8 the rest is history....

Back on the grind...

Could I, should I make this lay down? Please help!

Anyway that was that.

On a positive note I have nearly ran up $1k in tournament winnings so far in July. I am going to keep driving forward and enduring these tough days...my day is around the corner!

Weeee...

Is McDonald's recruiting?

Let again I don’t really know where to begin; a week or two seems an eternity in the poker world.

So much can happen within such a short space of time, not really that surprising actually considering the volatility of no limit poker.

Friday night I went from being up £200 in a session, to walking out of the casino recording a £900 loss all within 90 minutes.

I often feel powerless to the will of the cards. The cards will fall as they please, and there is nothing we can do about that.

The run of the cards is an equaliser, a variable which every player has an equal footing on.

However bad you play, you will not be any luckier or unluckier than someone else.

Also just because you play good, doesn't mean you deserve any better neither, you will have the same fucking run of cards as a hopeless tron who doesn't even know a house beats a flush.

Though because a good player will not often get his money in bad, he will not get lucky as frequently, and therefore it will appear that he always gets unlucky.

Fact is he gets his opponents to put their money in bad often, and most the time the good guy wins when their hand hold up, but sometimes they don't, and more often he gets people to put their money in bad, the more often he gets unlucky.

So the better you play the more unlucky you get. So if you think you are the unluckiest poker player in the world, you must be really good!

In my case, I don't often curse my luck, but my ability. I actually pride myself on not telling bad beat stories, I may sometimes tell you about "coolers", and may run through a hand, but I wont seek out people for sympathy. Because I don't fucking care for that -and the reality is I am not that unlucky to tell the truth.

I am blessed (well actually cursed) with the ability to run good most the time, but get fucked when it really matters. The "breakers", be it session, month, year...life. Key moments, as I mentioned in previous posts I tend to lose these.

Here is one of them moments...



Deep into the Sunday $250k Guarantee. 30,000 runners down to 90. I have $1.5 million chips. Mother fucking $1.5 million chips! 15th/90.

Running super good all tournament cant lose a flip! 1st pays $26k. Dreaming of the "one time". Every fucking day donkeys take down these crap shoot events, could it be my day? I really was beginning to think it was.

Obviously not, I find the guy one guy on the table who can bust me, and lose a flip. I was kind of angry with myself for getting myself in that spot.

But all tournament I was playing to win, and I am not passing AK suited, to a button raise when I am in the small blind.

I busto, and immediately feel sick. Felt like quiting, enough. When will it be my time? One time? This $26k, would of done a lot. I would of snap quit work and flown out to Vegas the next day.

Its not even the money side of it, but the confidence boost, that I am not just another dumb ass grinder with no skill, but maybe a decent poker player with some game.

Oh well, my heart is getting stronger every time I suffer one of these "breakers".
I suck it up, and move on.

Wow....hold on! This is not good! This post it getting negative! We don't need that...we got Rob's blog for suicidal rants! (just kidding -love the blog, I always feel the need to kill myself after reading it though!).

Let again I don't really want to talk about Friday's hands, and how I lost £900. I should, but I wont! Instead I will make fun of Rob....

I love Rob. We all know what a sick player he is. However I am very concerned about him.

So firstly Rob here are some numbers which you might want to keep handy:

Alcoholics Anonymous: 0845 769 7555 (National Helpline) - 01904 644026 (To find local group)

DrinkLine: 0800 917 8282

There is always help at hand bro, please reach out.

He is going through some rough shit right now, mainly involving the women. Rob is always coming up to me, and begging for advise, and asking me "how can be more like you Yigit?".

So here is some pointers, you will start closing more pussy than doors if you do the following...

Change your look...

And also I know you have "jazzed" up your clothes recently, and got rid of the brown shoes (allowing you to number close that hot chick at The Empire...with them brown fuckers you could of never done that!). But take it a step further....try some of these attires....

Give it a go man! Please.

Quick shout out to Jamie, chipped up going into Day 2 of the Main Event, one time please!

Ohh and one final shout out to the Arab cunt who called me with ace high on Friday, you are a fucking moron, and I hope you fucking catch AIDS and die.

I know I have real class right?