Gah!!!!

Played $340 event tonight and got horrendous bad beat. Guy raised to 500, I made it 1500 with Aces, small stack went all in for 1200, first guy called. Flop Aq4. First guy checks, I go all in, he calls with AK. Hits J10 runner runner to make straight. What's even worse, the short stack had JJ so there were only 2 left in the deck.

Like I said, gah!!!!!!!!!!!

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Bad start

Played the $2000 NLHE event yesterday. Played ok, made some great laydowns, but with a 3K starting stack great laydowns don't get you much. Played one hand badly and lost half my dwindled from card death stack, then raised with 1010 in the CO, guy who kept chopping off my raises reraised, I went all in, he called, AK, hit a K, all she wrote.

Then played the small $340 event. 5K starting stack, 30 min blinds, gets bingoey early on. Luckily I raced great to recover from a very short stack early to be above average with a third of the field left. Unfortunately was then card dead until the bubble, when I pushed with AQ, got called by 105 in the BB, flop comes A24 and yup, a 3 on the turn makes my opponent the wheel. Shame because the standard was appalling and if I win that pot I'm in good shape to mount a serious challenge. To make matters worse, another shorty was allin with AQ on the other table against 88. If he lost we'd have split 36th, but of course he didn't, and I went out in 37th.

Played the $1500 event today and just exited. Played the best I've played maybe ever to get my 3K starting stack up to 8K, only to blow it all in one horrible hand against the only stack that covered me, Hollywood Dave. I check raised him with AK on a k97 flop with two spades, and then called his allin after somehow convincing myself he might be doing it with a flush draw. Of course he had bottom set. Of course.

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Miscue

The brother and I pretty much disgraced ourselves in Killarney at this weekend's mini festival Deepstack. He was first one out after just over an hour, and I was third out (I think) after under 3 hours.

His exit hand was one of the most farcical ever. A local livewire referred to locally as "The Chief" raised blind from early position. This caused a cascade of callers and Sean completely in the blind with 67s. Flop came 554 with two of Sean's suit (so he's got a straight flush draw). He checks, the Chief makes a big bet (still blind) which makes everyone go away, Sean calls. Turn is Ace of Sean's suit so he has a made flush. He bets hoping it'll be mistaken as the Ace rather than the flush and he'll get a weak call if the Chief has a 5. Chief takes a peek, raises, Sean reraises all in, Chief instacalls with, wait for it, quad 5's! Incredibly Sean still has a 2 outer but misses.

My exit was a glorious misread. I'd worked up from 15K starting stack to over 17K and was playing really well, or so I thought, extracting maximum value from my good hands (an occasional weakness of mine) and getting away from some big but beaten hands for the minimum when I raised in early position with AK. Folded around to the blinds. SB, whose PokerTracker stats would be something like VPIP 90%/PFR 2% called, then BB (who was playing tight) raised from 450 to 1200. I figured this was either a pair over 9's, AK or, perhaps most likely of all, AQ. The bet looked like a request to define my hand in relation to his and tell him if I had a bigger ace or a premium pair, so I decided to go for the sneaky flat call. SB also called. Flop came Ad 4h 3d, and the BB bets 2500 into a 3600 pot. I interpreted this as most likely Ace queen ("Please tell me if I have kicker problems") or something like a high pocket pair ("Please tell me if you have an Ace"). In any case, it didn't look like a bet that wanted a caller so I called. SB went away.

Turn's 10d and I check back to see if my K is a diamond. It is, so in addition to top pair top kicker I'm now drawing to the nut flush. The villain bets 4500, which in my mind narrows his hand down to precisely AQ, probably with no diamond. The bet looks like a last attempt to find out if his Ace is good and also charge me to draw if I have a diamond.

I have a little ponder before deciding to push all in on the basis that I'm almost certain I'm ahead right now (to his AQ) or possibly tied (he might also have AK) but if the fourth diamond comes on the river he won't call so it's best to get the money in now if he wants to continue. I think I'm possibly getting called light here (by AQ, certainly if the Q is a diamond) and also possibly chasing away a tie (if he has AK) so I think the bet is a good one.

He immediately groans and looks pained, and now I'm certain he has AQ. He looks like he's going to fold. Convinced I'm ahead, I do what I can to encourage the call, and eventually after 4 or 5 minutes he makes the most crying of calls and flips over pocket Aces!

My first reaction is total shock. Obviously I knew from the start Aces was in his range, but with one in my hand and one on the board, it looked most unlikely. Factor in the big "shoo shoo, go away" bets on the flop and the turn and I'd more of less discounted it almost entirely. Then the capper is the pained reaction when I push all in. Obviously he feared a made flush but would I really call a hefty reraise with two diamonds, neither being the ace? And even if I had the made flush, he was practically getting the odds to draw to the flush.

I still have 8 diamonds as outs but I miss and I'm on my way back to the International Hotel still trying to make sense of the hand. Talk about getting your reads totally wrong. On reflection though I don't think I'm ever getting away. Even if it's a more standard sequence of smaller raise pf (or sneaky call), followed by check call or check raise on the flop, I think once the diamond arrives on the turn the chips would all find their way to the centre anyway. It's just about possible it goes sneaky call preflop, check raise call on the flop, smallish bet call on the turn and then I don't lose all my stack, but anyway.

Killarney's a lovely little town and the Cue Club a gem of authentic Irish poker. Kerrymen are mad as March hares to a man, glorious Gaels untouched by globalisation, but tremendously hospitable and good fun.

Got back in time to play my first Sunday online donkament, the warmup on Stars. Lost most of my stack early on to a well disguised two pairs (K5 - he called a raise pf!) when I had top pair and the nut flush draw. Almost got back into it until my 9's ran into Q's.

Vegas is next on the agenda: we fly out on Thursday and looking forward to it immensely.

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Chat box fun

I rarely if ever feel inclined to get involved in banter at the poker table live, but online's a very different matter.

Last night, playing cash on Party Poker, just got sucked out on the river when a guy hit his gutshot.
"Nice fish".
"I am the one who has fished you".
At this point I check his location, the better to localise my response.
"I suppose I'm lucky not to have ended up in your basement as a sex slave, given that you're Austrian".
He does the same and comes back with the devastating:
"IRELAND GAY CLOWN!!!!!!!!!!"

Extra points for all claps and a surfeit of exclamation marks.

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Another cash but meh

Back from Waterford, where I cashed in the main event (15th for 800) without playing particularly well.

First day was fine, pretty card dead for most of the day but was patient and disciplined and picked my spots well to work the 15K stack up to 16500. The brother crashed out late in the day which was a bummer.

Second day, I drifted back to 12K, then doubled up through Connie O'Sullivan when I opened utg with KK, he raised, I shoved and he called with AK. Again, very few cards and just a few big hands, one of which was a clear mistake. I opened utg with QQ for 3500, bops from Boards made it 10500. Any rereraise pretty much pot committed us both so I instashoved for 60K. Mentally I was putting him on a range of AK or any pair above 10's based on the one big hand I'd seen him play earlier in the day (he had AK and pushed off 10's with an allin rereraise). He then started studying me and when he said "If I didn't know about you, I'd have made this call ages ago" I instantly knew what he had (Kings) before making a great call. Great until I spike a queen on the flop, that is.

I think the mistake I made on this hand was while my assessment of his range might be valid under normal circumstances (and even here I can't be sure since I didn't really see enough of him to be sure if my characteristisation of him was accurate), I failed to take into account that he's good enough to tighten up based on my reputation as the biggest rock in Ireland. So really his range was probably more like AA, KK or AK, and against such a range my move was rubbish unless I can push him off KK (which I clearly couldn't, even if he took his time) as well as AK (which I think he would lay down).

The other big hand of note was KK as well, this time on the button just after I'd moved table and not too far off the bubble. A shortie openshoved utg, another somewhat bigger shortie shoved over the top, and I'm thinking happy days as chances are they have some mix of Ace rag or smaller pairs. Then the cutoff has a long long dwell himself and I'm thinking what do I do if he shoves (I barely cover him). Eventually I decide it's an automatic shove regardless of what he does (he ain't taking this long with Aces unless he's going for an Oscar). He puts down pocket 10's (he says), the two shorties have rag aces, the flop comes 10 high (phew!) and my kings hold.

That left me in good shape. By the time the bubble burst, I'd drifted back. In retrospect, I played the bubble way too timidly, which is unusual for me. There were bigger stacks with immediate position coming over my raises, but that never stopped me before. So not a great day's play but a good result, as I came back on Day 3 with almost 1.5 times average stack, 40 big blinds.

Absolutely horrible table draw: all the players I wanted to avoid like Sean Prendiville, Trevor Dineen, Anthony Lynch, Paul Quinn and big Mick G were at my table. It just didn't happen for me: in the two hours, I got precisely 3 playable hands: 8's (which took down the blinds), AQs (which lost an allin against Sean's KQ), and AKs (which lost an allin for half my stack v. 9's when I hit an ace on the flop but a 9 on the turn screwed me). The standard at the table was so high there wasn't really any room to get creative: first raises were nearly all getting through unless they ran into a bigger hand behind. Eventually I was down to 6BB and had to push from the CO and unfortunately big Mick G woke up in the SB with AQ, a hand that dominated and ultimately eliminated me. So my entire day came down to three races (one where I was dominating, one dominated), and losing all 3 ended my hopes. Sean, who is one of the very best LAGs I've ever seen and who I think could crush any GUKPT event, recovered brilliantly to win in the end.

Also good to see Gary Clarke have a great tournament and run deep. Gary's the most thoughtful of that young generation of future Irish greats and I hope he has a really great Vegas.

The brother had a great run in the 250 side event, ultimately coming 5th. Along the way he got revenge over the Gentleman Liam Flood, and had some great fun listening to Adam Fallon's brilliant one liners.

After my exit from the main event, I played the most gruesome cash session ever which included not only being totally pwned by Jen Mason who openly mocked me as a calling station by the end (and quite rightly too, as I was just terrible against her) but also hitting the nut flush on the river in one hand and not only forgetting to bet but turning it over with one player to act behind me! I guess I was still reeling from the disappoinment of the non-event of a day 3 for me in the main event, plus I'd just come down with a horrible cold, but my God, I played that session so badly I find it hard to believe it was me. Next time I feel myself thinking I might be a poker God, I'll just need to remember that session to bring me back down.

Bizarrely, despite donating several hundred euro to the Jen Mason Benevolent fund, I finished up over 200 Euro, thanks mainly to one big hand. Jen had scarpered deciding she'd taken enough of my money for one night which left me with some mouthy Brits who thought they were God's gift and Paddies can't play poker. I'd leaked some money to one guy in particular who just kept raising with anything and betting non-stop when the following hand developed.

Good Irish player openlimped. Loudmouth Brit LAG 4 bets. Table is now 5 or 6 handed and I have 65s in the BB, a hand I quite like in this spot against this particular villain profile who I know will overbet any flop I show weakness on. Flop is a truly beautiful 655 and I check just as quick as I can get my fingers to the felt. Irish guy bets slightly under pot, English LAG min raises, I call, Irish guy call. Flop's a 4 and now I'm hoping someone's hit a straight as I check. Irish guy checks, LAG totally overbets the pot for about half my remaining stack, I call, Irish guy dies. Queen on the river and I push the rest of my stack in and shoot the English guy a "I'm tired of you pushing me around, how do you like them bananas" look which I'm hoping he'll interpret as a bluff as I reckon he can't have anything much. In fact he's had the Queen (didn't see the other car), which encourages him to call, and then go ballistic when I show him the flopped house. How could I play such shit behind a raise? God what a donkey I am! His English mate is backing him up, but saying that fish like me should be encouraged to make such bad calls. I felt like asking him what he thought I had after I called his big raise on the flop, his overbet on the turn and then shoved the river that his queen rag was beating on a board of Q6554, but it was funnier just to smile goofily like the fish that got lucky.

So now I'm giggling like a fish who got lucky, he's on monkey tilt, and I really should have stuck around for the rest of his stack but by now I'd been playing 7 hours straight, and my cold was approaching pneumonia so I headed to bed.

Great tournament overall and kudos to Neill. He was telling us of his plan to organise 6 (I think) 500 buyin GUKPT type events around the country next year which would be absolutely brilliant. It's guys like Neill who are doing a great job organising quality tournaments with great structures in Ireland as good or better than anything the UK has to offer.

Also special thanks to Joe (goodluck2me) for reasons I'm sure he knows.

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Back to Earth

After the somewhat boast post that preceded this one, a fall was due.

Went down to Galway for the WSOP satellite. Great place, I'd thoroughly recommend it. Casino very plush, and crammed with many of the worst players I've ever encountered (as well as a few good ones: Keith McFadden and Jude Ainsworth were there, as was Roy the Boy. It seems to be an unwritten law that if RTB is in a tournament, he must be at my table). But they all seemed to be running like God.

Never really got going. Kept losing pots when outdrawn by hands I was dominating preflop. Kept getting away for the absolute minimum. In terms of how I played, I think it was one of the best ever, but great laydowns don't win you tournaments unless followed by big hands or hero calls or killer bluffs. Played one hand with 8's in the SB when shortish pretty well. Russh from Boards (very solid player) raised almost 4 BB earlyish, a raise I immediately associated with AQ or AJ. I've got 8's in the SB. The raise is almost half my stack so normally it's an automatic push but I decided to go for a Stop and Go instead. The determining factor that the big blind was an atrocious player with a dose of chips, and we had a bit of history. He was the main culprit for playing shite like QJ behind my raises or reraises but then outflopping me, and I think he'd somehow picked up from my body language or something that I thought he was a donk. So I reckoned he's gunning for me and with a dose of chips would call very light to have a shot at taking me out. So I flatcall and true to form, so does he.

Flop's about as good as I can hope for without an 8, K62 rainbow. No ace, so I push. Donk folds, Rush has a very long dwell before correctly reasoning I don't have the King and he's more or less priced in to call with a probable two overs. So he calls with AJ and I hold to almost treble through.

Unfortunately that was as good as it got. Got no cards and my marginal raises kept getting snapped off. Down to 6 BB, I pushed over an early limper who was limping almost every pot. Most of his early limps were Ace rag. I had 109s, not the worst hand against ace rag, and I thought my push over a limper looked stronger. I also thought he'd have to bin Ace rag as there are so many hands I could have like a better ace or a pair higher than rag that crush him, but I was wrong. He called with A7o and held up.

Afterwards I went to play in a very wild very high quality cash game that included Keith McFadden, who played very well. Managed to lose my first buyin on the first hand, pushing two pair hard to protect against a flush draw into someone who already had the flush. Doh!

Recovered from there to end up about 300 Euro overall, more or less my satellite buyin, so almost a breakeven night.

Played the Fitz 500 on Saturday. Horrible table draw, surrounded by good players like Ghostfaceste from Boards, Paul Leckey, Adam Fallon, another good LAG I've played before whose name I've forgotten (I'm shit with names). Quickly got up to 25K on a rush of cards, then took a big hit in a BSB hand against Leckey, and called away half my chips with a nut flush draw and two overs that never came. Eventually I pushed with AJ, Noel Hayes (who arrived after Adam's departure: table just didn't get easier) isolated with 55, and held. Had some good banter with Gentleman Liam Flood before during and after, who confessed he played horribly against me in SE last week. At one stage I sauntered over to see how the brother was doing, Liam asked me how much I had. 23500 at that stage, he said "Is that all?", I said "You're not at my table today Liam" which cracked him up, so he can take it in as well as dish it out which is great in someone who has achieved as much as he has in the game.

Played some cash after and managed to gradually 150 due to not hitting anything mainly.

The brother played absolutely brilliantly. Despite being card dead for almost the entire duration, he went very deep, unfortunately only to bubble (annoyingly just after he'd got some chips together). Well done to all who cashed: glad to see Marc won enough to get to Vegas.

On Sunday I played three online sats, for WSOP, Luton, and Macau Classic.

WSOP on iPoker: sweet early double up (AK v AQ and after checking behind on an AK4 flop, got all his chips in drawing dead on the turn) but ran out of steam and out in high 20s (102 starters I think).

Luton GUKPT: arrived at final table with (marginal) chip lead but out on 6th (2 tix).

Macau Classic: final tabled with big stack which became behemoth when I flatcalled with Q10s when down to 6. Other big stack called behind, shorty in BB went all in, we both called. Flop was J9x, check check. Turns a K for nuts so I bet, other big stack raises, I call. Blank of river, I bet 2K (pot), she raises to 6K (over half her stack), I shove, she instacalls with so played aces. Got heads up with 18-to-1 chiplead, but was biting my nails when some allins when I was ahead doubled him up and was down to 23-15, but eventually came good to win ticket. If I'd lost it after that chiplead I might have been forced to sanction myself.

Yesterday played Waterford satellite in Luke's. Only 12 starters, truly sad to see the place apparently dying on its feet. Great club, best dealers in town, hopefully it'll turn around. No luck for me, made a pretty bad call for my shortstack at the end. I had two pairs but wasn't beating much. I talked myself into the call because the board was very drawing and the guy was betting strong at it, something I'd seen him do with drawing but not made hands. Unfortunately the reason he was betting so strong at it was he had a made straight and was afraid I was on a flush draw. Earlier I made a marginal laydown with 10's to a reraise from Marc AKQJ10's best friend Brendan. His reraise looked like either AK or JJ. AQ, QQ or 99 were less likely, I thought. Against that precise range I was more or less exactly getting the pot odds to call, but in the end I folded.

Played some cash in the Fitz afterwards and managed to lose 75 Euro. Was up until a car crash hand against Bad Beat Joe who stayed in on the flop with a gutshot, hit on the turn, and I paid him off with top set. Then another crazy hand: flat called with 7's early. Flop is 852, not bad for 7's, so I bet. Chinese lady who was playing every pot and calling with any pair or draw called, and Chinese guy who had just arrived at table in SB did likewise. Turns a 9. Not a good card for me, so I check to see what happens, Chinese lady makes a small bet which we both call. River's another 9, checked around to Chinese lady who bets small again. I'm preparing myself to make a crying call when the SB moves all in! Easy fold for me, or so I thought, but Chinese lady called with 5 (second bottom pair!). And it's good! Unreal.

After that, got no cards and withered away like a houseplant in the attic.

Looking forward to Waterford on Friday, where hopefully Nicky Power will teach me how to play with no cards.

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Anniversary thoughts

One year ago today, I sat down with the brother and he gave me my first lesson on this bizarre form of poker where everyone got 2 cards and 5 cards gradually appeared on the middle. The brother had been playing for a few years on the club circuit around Dublin making modest but decent amounts. I'd played a bit of draw in my childhood and was pretty good, but this type of poker looked a bit scary and mad. I'd decided to go for it after watching Nicky Power on TV in the Irish Open: he made it look like gas crack altogether, but also something where a quick sharp mind was an advantage.

I've always had a bigger ego and ambitions than the brother so I was never going to be happy as a decent recreational club player. The long term aim was to gradually improve to the point that by 2014, the year I intend to retire from both the business and the running, I'd be good enough to be competitive and maybe make a bit of dosh doing something enjoyable.

After the lessons from my brother, I played a freeroll on Ladbrokes, and won $117.12 when I was second in a field of 6000 or something. I didn't have much of a clue what I was doing but I was already playing tight aggressive, and running like God. I used that money to play Limit cash in the background as I worked for a while and gradually built it into a 4 figure roll.

At the end of June, I went along to my first live tournament in the Fitz. I think it was scalps and I ended up getting runner runnered when headsup with Smurph. I wasn't experienced enough to be devastated by such misfortune: I was just thrilled to be walking out of there in profit having given a decent account of myself and lost to a quality player. That night, I made my first entry in my record keeping copybook: up 690.

Started playing the Fitz regularly and cashing regularly. Online, I played 10 seater sit and gos for a while, then some headsup, then NL cash, gradually moving up the levels as my online roll expanded to 5 and then 6 figures.

In January, I bought in to my first major live multiday event. I was last player out on day one, but playing at the same table all day with Roy Brindley and Neil Channing (and Maud Mulder!) was a great experience.

In February, I bought in to the European Deepstack. I almost didn't after I failed to satellite in. I was convinced I was both running and playing bad having put together my longest ever streak of non cashes (6), but my better half persuaded me that the money I was already up and had won online rendered the 1500 Euro buyin insignificant. Lucky she did, as I ended up landing my first really big live score.

In March I played the Irish Open having satellited in for $11. I lasted just over an hour.

In April I made my first appearance in the UK, being one of the last ones out of the Manchester GUKPT day one, having satellited in for $11.

In May, I made the final table of the JP Irish Masters (having again satellited in) and cashed in the Newcastle GUKPT. I also satellited into the main event in the SE festival in the middle of a hot streak which has seen me cash 8 times in my last 10 live tournaments (I was 7th in the Fitz last night).

Looking at my record copybook, I see I played 78 lives tournaments this year. I won 8, had 5 seconds, 2 thirds, and 13 other cashes. My ROI live works out at over 300%. So it's been a very good year, way better than I could ever have anticipated. There's no point in being bigheaded about it though: I've been very lucky and there are much better players than me who have had worse years. From talking to a few of the more seasoned pros, I know the beginner's luck first great year is not that unusual, and is often followed by a difficult second year.

Looking forward to the next year, I hope to continue to improve as a player. I can still improve technically, and I think as I play against the same good players I'm going to have to mix my game up more. Solid ABC poker has served me well so far though, and I don't intend to stray too far into the realms of unorthodoxy.

It's been a great ride so far, I've been lucky as Hell to be ahead from day one, and I've met and got to know some really great people.

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Back down to Earth

Close but no cigar in the SE Summer Festival main event. I played pretty well except for 2 mistakes late on day 2. I was chipleader with 16 left and could probably have coasted to the final table in reasonable shape, but that's not my style. The hand that swung the tournament away from me was against Ken Powell (kpnuts). He'd just arrived at our table, raised from mid position, one caller in late position, small blind completed, and I had a speculative hand that plays well multiway: K6s. Flop was J 9 7 with two of my suit, it's checked to Ken who bets 10K (more than pot). Everyone else dies. At this stage I'm putting him on a weakish Jack or pair, so I decide to go for the semibluff with my flush draw and overcard and go all in (he's only got half my stack so really I'm only putting in 48K to win 18K). Obviously the move is heavily reliant on fold equity but even if he calls I'm 35-50%, so the move is fine. Actually, Ken's got a brilliantly disguised J9 for top two pair. No way I put him on that hand given the preflop raise and the flop bet that looks like it doesn't want callers. I've still got the flush draw but it doesn't come and I've lost half my stack. He played the hand quite brilliantly, obviously anticipating that anyone with the flush draw would make that move.
After that, I played hyperaggressively for a while and got my stack back to 50K when I lost half of it on a pure bluff representing trips from the blinds against Michael Muldoon (preflop raiser) and Keith McFadden on the turn. McFadden's got top pair ok kicker and calls me down. I figured a bluff against Michael would get through but once Keith called the turn I should probably have aborted as he seems pretty unbluffable. So, first mistake.
Second mistake was also against McFadden. I flopped the nut flush draw and a gutshot. With one overcard, I had at least 9 pure outs, a possible 3 more from the gutshot, and a possible 3 from the overcard. McFadden fired at the flop. I missed on the turn and he fired another 10K, half my stack. With 23K in the middle, I was definitely getting the odds to call if I really had 15 outs, but I couldn't be sure I had. On the other hand, I could beat a bluff or semibluff if all he had was a worse flush draw (there were 3 hearts on the board so any heart gave him that), and I was mentally ascribing a higher probability than normal to that possibility based on how he looked and his speechplay (when he saw me looking at the pot, he said "You don't have the odds to call", which is what I'd expect someone like him to say if all he had was the flushdraw himself). In the end I decided to pass and wait for a more clearcut opportunity. I still had a playable stack but unfortunately subsequent card death meant I could do no more than jog on the spot until I reached the final table with just 6 big blinds. So in hindsight, I should have called as if I win that pot, I'd have been right back in it.
Eventually got it all in with K10s and lost to the Chief's A5o. I was pretty devastated afterwards, not because I was out, not even because I'd failed to cash from a commanding position with 16 left, but because of those two mistakes.
Played the side event the next day but my heart wasn't really in it and never got going in truth. I lost one biggish pot to Hyzepher when I check-raised him with a 6 on a 776 board, he called with 109 and hit his 10 on the turn (luckily I lost the minimum as he was afraid of a 7 so it got checked down). Went out with 10's against Mick Steven's 3's when he hit his set. Flop was raggy so I thought my 10's were good until he raised the turn all in, and by then I was pot committed (and still beating some legitimate hands like 2's,8's, 9's, two high cards).
My mate Mark from England ended up losing headsup to Mick who is on a real roll. Mark's still hanging around, we may hit the Fitz tonight. He just offered me the most amazing staking deal to try to get me to play 15 of the online Sunday donkaments: I think I actually can't lose on the deal, I'd virtually be freerolling, and all he gets is 50% of any profit I'd make over 100% (ie, I have to double my money before he gets a cent).

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