Hoyazo: J, you have to tighten up, man.
Me: I know. I shouldn’t have signed up for the WWdn NOT. It’s too late and I knew that when I registered. I was playing like I didn’t care.
First off, thank you Hoyazo. You are correct. I needed to tighten up. In a game where you lose by helping your “competition,” it is nice to have friends who will offer solid advice to improve your game. I don’t think anything is more valuable to a developing player.
Last night was a disaster. It was the second night in a row where I got off to a great start, and then let it all dissolve into an orgy of self-destructive poker play.
It started with a $10 Turbo MTT at PokerShare. I placed 3rd out of 34 players, mostly by playing smart, watching my opponents and staying out of the action. With a $33 profit, I decided to spread some wealth around.
Mistake #1: I was looking to play an MTT, and Weak_Player was online along with some other bloggers who play MTTs fairly regularly. Weak agreed to join me in an MTT, and I settled on the $24+2 HORSE event on Full Tilt. We were on Level 3 when I noticed that it was for a WSOP seat. Joy of joys. What a moron. I lost, and was actually almost happy about it.
Mistake #2: I then went looking for a NLHE table on PokerStars, only to settle on a table that was essentially heads-up. It was a ten-seater, but with only one other player, I had hoped to either dominate his $10 shortstack (.25/.50 stakes) or attract some more players. I was ahead a bit, mostly because he played so freaking tight, folding to any and all bets. But he eventually started playing back at me and took $4.50 off of me before he quickly exited. Doh! I should’ve chosen my table more carefully.
Mistake #3: I’m in an 18p $10+1 on Stars with Weak, and it’s about 11:20pm. The WWdn NOT starts at 11:30. I see that a lot of my blogger bretheren are playing, so I jump in. I immediately regret it because it’s late and I have a killer headache. So, I go to click Unregister, but the Unregister button is gone. I close the tourney window and re-open it, but no unregister button.
Mistake #4: Because of how late it is, I’m playing semi-nihillist poker. I’m bleeding chips because players won’t fold to me. I hold 99 and raise preflop and get two callers, including Waffles. On the flop, it’s all unders with two spades. I make a pot-sized bet and get one caller. Waffles pushes. I fold. He has 37s, for bottom pair, flush draw. The other guy, Bone-Daddy, if I’m not mistaken, has QTs. Waffles rivers 2-pair, so I would’ve lost the hand. I don’t know if I played this well or not…
I do know that I played THIS hand wrong, but, if you ask me, so did my opponent. I get AKc and I bump it up, getting one caller. The flop is 34x, all unders and I think I continuation bet . I get called. The turn is 5. I push (or I re-raise all-in). He has 56 and wins the fooking hand. WHAT IS HE STAYING IN WITH 56o PREFLOP FOR!! Why? Because I STINK!
Mistake #5: So Weak and I are still in the 18 person SNG for $10+1. I’m playing fairly well, giving a lot of action, and bouncing from last place out of 18 to top 3. It’s down to 7 players. I lose the WWdn, and then I donk off my chips at the SNG while still tilting. I DOUBLE STINK!
I did, however, win a Peep Sex SNG (i.e., SNG for a token to a $24+2 event at Full Tilt) amidst all of these disasters. I also lost a $20+2 turbo SNG at PokerShare.
What a ridiculous night. Down $47 or so. It would be more, but I count the $6.60 that I used to buy in to the Peep Sex SNG as a loss. Then when I use the $24+2 token (hopefully soon), no matter what, I consider it $0 loss (or a possible win). With clever accounting, I can consider the Peep Sex an $18 win, and be down only $20 or so, but I’m not trying to go that route.
Ernie the kitten had continued to be the bane of my existence. Yesteday she woke me at 3am to play Bite the Flesh. Wifey Kim, exhausted from the night before, was out pretty early, so I took the role of protecting her from the kitten’s playful (read: obnoxious) spirit. It’s much like my old dog Cassie. I loved Cassie, but I couldn’t stand her. Same goes for Ernie. Lesson learned.
My GERD (acid reflux) has also been back with a vengeance this week. I think it might be stress from the office, but maybe it’s my eating habits. Nothing seems out of the ordinary though. I also have some silly pressure in my head, and the net effect is that I want to be shot and put out of my misery. The over-under at staying in the office today is 2pm.
All of the above also contributed to my horrible play yesterday. I think I need to reevaluate a couple of things. I need to play less per evening. When wifey Kim falls asleep, I play poker. Instead of playing as much as I did, I should have just played one tournament (the one I won) and then turned it in for the night. If I did this the last two nights, I’d be up about $85 between the two, instead of down $90 or so. I guess that is the most important thing, and I plan on focusing on it for the near future.
Have a great day! I’ve got my home game scheduled for Sunday (currently 10 players, including Dawn from I Had Outs and F-Train, tentatively). Next weekend, I’ll be playing at SoxLover‘s place with Weak, Garthmeister and, I’m sure, some more bloggers.
The best part of blogging, right there folks. The home games. I’m OUT!











