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Outplaying the boys : poker tips for competitive women / by Cat Hulbert.

By: Hulbert, Cat.
Material type: materialTypeLabelBookPublisher: New York: Workman Pub., c2005Description: xxiii, 342 pages ; 21 cm.Content type: text Media type: unmediated Carrier type: volumeISBN: 9780761139805(pbk).Subject(s): Poker for womenDDC classification: Online resources: Publisher description | Table of contents only Summary: Whether it's in a casino, a private club, an online poker room--or even many friendly home games--when a woman sits down to play poker, she's usually facing men, and those men are going to typecast her as being too passive to be competitive. Guess what? She's got them right where she wants them! Women have a tremendous natural advantage at the poker table. Now it's just a matter of learning how to exploit it. 125 annotated tips filled with strategy, wisdom, and lessongiving anecdotes. How to choose the most profitable table; how to recognize and squelch your own tells; who to bluff--and who not to. The book covers two key games--Texas Hold'em and Seven-Card Stud--and provides a glossary of terms.--From publisher description.
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Whether it's in a casino, a private club, an online poker room--or even many friendly home games--when a woman sits down to play poker, she's usually facing men, and those men are going to typecast her as being too passive to be competitive. Guess what? She's got them right where she wants them! Women have a tremendous natural advantage at the poker table. Now it's just a matter of learning how to exploit it.

Written for female players who are in ever greater numbers catching poker-mania--60 million people a month are now playing poker and 30% are women-- Outplaying the Boys is a street-smart guide to the green-felt jungle. By Cat Hulbert, whom Card Player magazine ranked as one of the top seven-card stud players in the world, its 125 annotated tips are filled with strategy, wisdom, and lessongiving anecdotes. How to project a winning image. How to choose the most profitable table--a talkative table will yield more than a quiet one--and the best seats (avoid the chair closest to the expert players). How to recognize and squelch your own tells. Who to bluff--the new player, the player who just made a comeback, the guy who comments on how tight you are. And who not to bluff--the short stack, the maniac who calls everything. Understanding your innate strengths and weaknesses--honing intuition, curbing your instinct to be too trusting, getting into opponents' heads. The book covers two key games--Texas Hold'em and Seven-Card Stud--and provides a glossary of terms, recommended books, and more.

Whether it's in a casino, a private club, an online poker room--or even many friendly home games--when a woman sits down to play poker, she's usually facing men, and those men are going to typecast her as being too passive to be competitive. Guess what? She's got them right where she wants them! Women have a tremendous natural advantage at the poker table. Now it's just a matter of learning how to exploit it. 125 annotated tips filled with strategy, wisdom, and lessongiving anecdotes. How to choose the most profitable table; how to recognize and squelch your own tells; who to bluff--and who not to. The book covers two key games--Texas Hold'em and Seven-Card Stud--and provides a glossary of terms.--From publisher description.

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Table of contents provided by Syndetics

  • Introduction: Why You Can Trust Your Author More Than Your Car Mechanic (p. xv)
  • Chapter 1 Getting to First Base on the First Date (p. 1)
  • Including: Physical and mental preparation
  • A winning look
  • Seeing yourself through your opponents' eyes
  • Chapter 2 How to Wear Basic Black to Stay out of the Red (p. 13)
  • Including: Setting a stop-loss
  • Taking notes on your opponents
  • Selecting the right limit game
  • The benefits of a chatty game
  • Why never to multitask at the table
  • Chapter 3 Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall, Why Aren't I the Fairest of Them All? (p. 33)
  • Including: The value of keeping records
  • When you're in over your head
  • When not to play
  • Why it's best to learn one game at a time
  • Friends as opponents
  • Chapter 4 Be All You Can Be Without Joining the Army (p. 57)
  • Including: Start calm
  • Why not to set a quitting time
  • Sit away from the experts
  • Mustering patience and self-control
  • Creating the illusion of gambling
  • Chapter 5 Only Your Hairdresser (and Shrink) Knows for Sure (p. 71)
  • Including: Beware of innocuous questions
  • Not getting baited
  • Letting idiots be idiots
  • Chapter 6 Anything He Can Do, She Can Do Better! (Except Lift a Piano) (p. 83)
  • Including: Figuring out your male opponents' attitudes toward female players
  • Developing your intuitive skills
  • Taking advantage of the presence of a flirt
  • Why to check-raise whiners
  • Chapter 7 Every Face Tells a Story (or How Botox Can Save You Money) (p. 101)
  • Including: Why to make your pauses uniform
  • Assessing players by their actions, not images
  • Judging reaction time
  • Chapter 8 If All Is Not Lost, Where Is It? (p. 115)
  • Including: Don't beat yourself up
  • Knowing when to quit
  • Being above vendettas
  • Why never to show your hand, as a beginner
  • Chapter 9 Do Not Mix Stripes and Plaids on a Blind Date (Not Even with Stevie Wonder) (p. 133)
  • Including: Keeping your strategies to yourself
  • Why not to play with a short stack
  • Thinking long-term
  • Not succumbing to superstitions
  • Chapter 10 As Phony as a Back-Alley Prada Handbag (p. 147)
  • Including: Who to bluff and who not to
  • Soothing the sting of being bluffed
  • Even if your bluff fails, it can still be a good play
  • Chapter 11 How to Keep All Your Balls in the Air Without Getting Hit on the Head (p. 161)
  • Including: Do not take the cards personally
  • Why to be more conservative when you're losing
  • Never educate your opponents
  • Chapter 12 The Right Shoes Can Make All the Difference (Just Ask Cinderella) (p. 173)
  • Including: Why to brag about your luck
  • Don't try to trick the dummies
  • Best bets for mixing up your play
  • Press the sessions when you're winning big
  • Chapter 13 Pssst, Do You Want to Know a Secret? Promise Not to Tell? (p. 191)
  • Including: You're not at the table to make friends
  • Don't fall in love with your hand
  • Count to 10 before you call a raise
  • Know how to play short-handed
  • Chapter 14 Barefoot and Big-Busted in Cyberspace (p. 213)
  • Including: Choosing a reputable poker room
  • Deciding on your online identity
  • Learning to recognize online tells
  • Are you being cheated?
  • The importance of self-discipline
  • Chapter 15 Honey, I Blew Up the Chips! (p. 241)
  • Including: Keeping things friendly
  • Setting the stakes
  • Settling disputes
  • Why not to lend a friend money
  • Chapter 16 Please, Thank You, and, By the Way, Your Fly Is Unzipped (p. 255)
  • Including: Respect your fellow players (and yourself)
  • Tips on tipping
  • Avoid laying blame
  • Chapter 17 Nuggets You Won't Find for Sale on eBay (p. 267)
  • Including: Don't try to learn the game from TV
  • Understand the rake
  • Keep your reputation squeaky-clean
  • Safety tips for cashing out
  • Chapter 18 The Yellow Brick Road Doesn't End at Oz (p. 279)
  • Including: Derive your well-being from your execution, not your results
  • Foster poker friendships
  • Maintain balance-there's more to life than poker
  • Appendices (p. 291)
  • 1 Go to Bed with the Pros - Recommended Poker Reading
  • 2 Know the Lingo - A Glossary of Key Terms
  • 3 Learn the Key Odds - Some Probabilities You Ought to Know
  • 4 Know the Rules - How to Play Texas Hold 'em and Seven-Card Stud

Excerpt provided by Syndetics

If I were a contestant on Jeopardy! and Alex Trebekannounced the categories in the order of Blackjack,Poker, Potent Potables, Big Dogs, and ChauvinisticMen, you could bet your plasma television I'd win the firstround. Of course, I'd never get to buzz in once if the categorieswere English Monarchs, Cooking, Foreign Films,Economics, and Golf Legends. I know what I know, and as Thoreau said, that is trueknowledge. Trust me, in the world of competitive poker, Istarted at the top, toppled to the bottom, and climbed backto the peak and planted my flag permanently. Because of myhard-won experience, I can show you how to stay awayfrom both opponent and self-made traps, how to avoidbelly-flop embarrassment, and how to employ trickery towin the chips. I understand the pitfalls because I've brokenfree of every trap imaginable, short of gnawing off my foot.I've learned how to overcome disaster and become a successfulprofessional by self-honesty; by determination,resilience, and drive; by soaking up knowledge like a greedysponge; and, last but not least, by pure luck. (No one will tellyou it's against the law to get lucky.) My gambling career started at the age of 24 when I left mypress job at the New York State Senate, packed up my Hondanicknamed Blue, withdrew all my savings ($1,600), and drovehead-on into Ohio's biggest snowstorm in 30 years. That's notnecessarily the luckiest start, but I didmeet a Lay's Potato Chips trucker whilesnowbound, who helpfully gave me theadvice that I'd never make it in Vegasbecause my legs were too chunky. But I wasn't on my pilgrimage toVegas to be a showgirl; my quest wasto be a professional card player. What were my chances in 1976? In awell-read blackjack book of the time,the author flatly stated that a womandoesn't have the emotional fortitude to become a winninggambler. I had so many emotions in my youth that I could havebuilt Fort Ticonderoga with them. And emotions aren't necessarilya bonus when monetary fluctuations can make you feellike you're going over Niagara Falls in a wooden barrel. (Bythe way, the first person brave enough for that daredevil stuntwas a 63-year-old schoolteacher named Annie Taylor.) GETTING STARTED Any man would have laughed his toupee off at the prospectof me becoming a player and suggested I become a blackjackdealer or a cocktail waitress in a long skirt. But being a blackjackdealer is not being a player, which I quickly discoveredwhen I got a job at the Rainbow Club in Henderson, Nevada,a suburb of Las Vegas. Bad luck befell me on the second day.The Rainbow Club changed its policy from the standard unisexdealer attire of black pants and a white shirt to cheekhighhot pants for the women. I resisted on feminist grounds,but the real reason for my protestation was my linebackergams. Twenty-four hours later I quit my first casino job on" moral grounds." My next job was spinning the Big Six Wheel at the UnionPlaza Casino in downtown Vegas, and two months later Imoved up to dealing blackjack. It wasn't long before I beganto discern that there were some true pros at the game. Iwanted--no, I needed--to know their secrets. One day a pro who looked like Sonny Bono wearing afake Versace shirt came in, and I finally asked, "What's yoursystem?" He looked startled and whispered back, "Shhh,meet me after work for coffee and I'll tell you." At the time, I didn't even know such a thing as "cardcounting" existed, but I was about to get an up-close-andpersonaleducation in it. Sonny Bono and I began dating, andhe concocted a plan to teach me. He thought a woman cardcounter would be the greatest camouflage of all--simplybecause no one would ever suspect she'd be intelligentenough to use a system. What was wrong with the plan wasthat his team members thought having a female team memberwas as enticing as a skunk in a perfume shop. But Sonnypersisted, and because he was the cash man and the teamleader, the rest of the players begrudgingly fell in line. I keptpracticing and practicing counting,sizing up how many cards were left inthe deck, and dividing the remainingcards into the count. At first, card counting seemedtough, owing to dividing fractionsquickly, although now I think I couldteach Koko the gorilla how to do it. Itdoesn't require mathematical genius,but rather the discipline to always followthe formula, to bear up undercasino scrutiny, and to socialize andlook like a tourist while simultaneouslykeeping rows of rapidly changing numbers in yourbrain. Maybe I am overestimating Koko, but the point is thatyou don't have to be a member of Mensa to count cards. Because, as a woman, my abilities were still under suspicion,I was never allowed to bet the money, so my main functionwas as a spotter. A spotter acts anonymously, bettingsmall and signaling the Big Player into the game when thedeck becomes rich in high cards. She or he then passes the BigPlayer the count and disappears into the sea of faces. Was Ifrustrated because the team members wouldn't give me achance to play solo due to my gender? Frustrated isn't theword; piping-hot mad is more apt. All I wanted was the chanceto prove myself competent to play under pressure. But no onehad ever heard of a female card counter. Plus Vegas in the '70swasn't exactly the equal-rights capital of the world. So withoutseeming self-congratulatory, I think for overcoming thesechauvinistic attitudes and pioneering the way for other femaleplayers that I deserve a Benny Goodman toot or two. As a member of Sonny's team, I traveled all over Europe,Asia, and Australia counting cards and slowly accumulatinga bankroll. I was sharp and tough, and gradually gained therespect of my teammates because I could shove the moneyout without fear when the count called for it. Often peoplebelieve that's what divides the girls from the boys in gambling--how they handle fear. And although men think they are the braver of the two genders, it's not necessarily true.Woman guts and man guts look the same during an autopsy,and I would die trying to prove myself as a competitiveequal. Well, maybe not on all fronts--I'm still happy I nevergot a draft lottery number. FROM BLACKJACK TO POKER Even though I became an infamous player, barred on sightfrom casinos in such exotic places as Macau and Katmandu,my main desire was still to become a poker player. After 12years on the blackjack circuit, I quit. I was tired of beingbackroomed by casinos, of facing hostility from dealers andpit bosses, of sitting in holding cells on trespassing charges,of always being on the road, and of living in constant fear ofgetting robbed. So I took a stab at making my first dream areality. How hard could it be to make the transition from blackjackto poker? They are both card games, right? Wrong! Inpoker, you can teach someone how to play a particular hand,but it's like chess--there are countless variations of the samesituation that can occur and numerous levels of judgmentthat need to be plugged in. But even more than the complexitiesof the game, my main stumbling blocks were my confrontationswith other players. Blackjack was just me againstthe house, but poker came with personalities that rangedfrom racist scumbag to snake-like vermin. And if I thought I'd faced chauvinismin the blackjack world, I discoveredthat I hadn't scraped the surface of howthreatened a competitive man can be byan aggressive and strong-willed woman.Instead of just thinking their thoughtsor expressing grumbles of dissatisfaction,some male poker players try toverbally pick you apart like vultures. Although I believed I would be oblivious to the attacksbecause I was a hotshot blackjack player, I turned into a vulnerablewoman. At a time when I should have been concentratingon my game, I was perfecting my bantering techniques.I turned into a sucker, avoiding the truth, playing in the highestgames with guys who could play rings around me. Andinstead of being focused on making money, I was concernedwith winning the battle of the sexes. I lost badly, and the painof crying into my pillow each night took its toll on my psyche,bankroll, and--even worse--my great-looking face. Safe tosay, Benny put his clarinet down and took a long break. CHANGING MY TUNE How did I turn things around? Well, I swallowed my pride,dropped down to the small games, found a great pokerteacher who forced me to face my weaknesses, and masteredthe secrets of the founding principles of poker. Now, I love poker--85 percent of the time I'd rather beplaying than shopping at Nordstrom (and I'm a shopaholic!).If you are a woman who's been nibbled by the gambling bug,whether it's a pastime or a professional pursuit, I can turnyour curiosity into knowledge. But there will still be thosedays Mama didn't tell you about, and that's why I'm here toguide you past your ego and any personal weakness that mayhinder your growth as a player. Poker is exhilarating whenyou win, and you can handle that side of it standing on yourhead. But when you lose, it's a test of character. I have taught poker to women for several years, andthrough my own roller-coaster ride and through my interactionswith my students, I understand where the traps lie forthe novice. I can show you how to navigate around them andnot get lost in the sea of wannabe players. One dangerous pitfall is not beingprepared to play against men who cannotstand losing to the weaker sex.Those men believe that because theirmuscular development is superior toours, so is their psychological advantage.(Of course, it's more than muscle; it's also societal andcultural indoctrination.) I know how to demolish thatarchaic belief by introducing you to ways that willstrengthen your advantages and diminish your weaknesses.The truth is our gender does tend to suffer particular weaknesses,but if we acknowledge them, we can implode them. It's my firm belief that if you build a sturdy foundation ofwhat you need to know to become a winner, you can thenuse your natural advantage of being female to finish the racemiles ahead of your male opponents. (And it's no coincidencethat the finish line is at the door of your local bank.) Poker for me is a way to strengthen the areas that I amweak in, develop my analytical abilities, improve my memory,and compete against men in a way I never can when physicalstrength is an issue. I've written 117 essential tips with accompanyingexplanations and life anecdotes that will build thenecessary springboard for the beginner and increase the skilllevel of the experienced player. The poker novice is not expected to understand every lesson,but eventually her knowledge will catch up with herexperience and that 40-watt light bulb will start beaming likea lighthouse in the fog.One of the downfalls of the experienced player is that shebecomes satisfied with her game. She stops trying to learnand expand her capabilities. When you are a beginner,everything seems new and you're open to new tactics, but a player who becomescomplacent will not notice the gradual decay of her game as bad habits becomeingrained andopportunities go by unseen. This book is equally valuable forplayers of all levels. THE POKER GAME OF LIFE It's my hope that these poker tips will improve your gameand have applications beyond the green felt table. My ideason how to handle a wide spectrum of men--from the chauvinistto the pussycat--may apply to women in any maledominatedworkplace or setting, from the corporateboardroom to the tennis court. You can operate--"act like aman"--but still think like a woman without being seen asa witch-on-wheels (or worse). Using my techniques, you canreframe the picture of feeling like the odd woman outbecause you'll discover there are secret advantages to beingfemale in almost every venue--well, at least those that don'tinvolve one-armed pull-ups. Poker is the hottest game in the country, and everyonefrom trendy celebrities to suburban moms is after the thrillsof a winning hand, whether they're playing at home, in acasino, or on the Internet. This quick-moving game of skillhas long been a "boy's night" staple, but here's the truth: Thefastest-growing segment of poker players today is women.Some are taking up the game seriously with the goal of becoming a professional player, and other girls are CyndiLauper fans--they play just to have fun. I attend regularfriendly home games--some gender-mixed, some all-women--because theyare social outlets where I can laugh, relax, gossip, and interact without anyunderlying motivationbut enjoyment. Whatever our purpose for playing, let's all celebratetogether when the first woman wins the World Series ofPoker. The celebration may be followed by a funeral,because old-timer Thomas "Amarillo Slim" Preston said he'dkill himself if that ever happened. Slim, what's your pleasure--pistolor poison?--becauseyou can bet a woman will capture the title. The only question is, will she doit beforeor after a female lands in the Oval Office? I plan on sharing two of my other areas of Jeopardy! expertise by finishingmy book on big dogs and L.A. bartendersin time for a Christmas 2005 release, so keep an eyeout for it.If you fell for that bluff, you definitely need to keep readingOutplaying the Boys! -- Cat Hulbert Excerpted from Outplaying the Boys: Poker Tips for Competitive Women by Cat Hulbert All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.