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Mar. 27th, 2007 02:06 pmIt continues to be a mainly dispiriting experience, solely because I'm running bad. Not desperate tilt-inducing bad; but hour after hour of bad cards that, after a while, begin to make hands that you should fold look good. It's easy to fold a marginal hand when you are used to getting good cards; it's harder to do it when you have seen a sequence of 8-3 offs and 9-4 offs for the previous two hours.
I had one get-out hand at around midnight in the MGM. I raised with KK under the gun and got called by KJs in MP2 and AQoff on the button. Flop came KJT. I bet, got raised, button cold-called and so did I. Turn brought a Jack and all hell broke loose for two whole betting rounds.
Then I ran cold again for 90 minutes until I hit TT on the button. It was a laggy game and I'd (correctly) folded a couple of hands pre-flop because of a raise in front of me, and the hands would have won nice pots. I don't let this affect my play, but it does rankle a bit, especially if it's a hand that you would have limped with, but not cold-called a raise.
Anyhoo, the cut-off raised into my button TT and I three-bet. Big Blind and CO called. Flop came AKx, two of a suit that had nothing to do with my tens. I got away from the hand fairly sharpish (correctly).
That left me about $50 up on that session ($100 down for the day), and I had a difficult decision. It was 1.30am and the game was now seven-handed, with two of the players heading into serious LAG (almost steaming) territory. I always have problems when it's like this. Seven-handed is not my strong point, plus I'm facing heavy volatility and I would be seriously pissed off ending the session down, even though, intellectually, I know that individual sessions do not matter.
I called it a night there and headed back to the Excalibur for a quiet wind-down hour. Managed to get my Aces cracked just before going to bed (K3s cold called three bets and hit a straight on the river). Fortunately at the Excalibur you get to spin the wheel if your Aces are cracked, and the $40 generated left me five bucks up for the hour that I had been sat down.
The amount of nonsense spouted about poker by players is a bit wearing, and one is awfully tempted at times to scream "please stop talking such utter bollocks". About three times a day a youngster will say how he prefers No-Limit "because then you can bet enough to force your opponent to fold rather than suck out on you".
The third time it happened today I just said "if your opponent needs to suck out on you, why do you bet so much as to make him fold? Just bet enough so that he isn't getting the correct odds to call."
The kid looked at me as if I was from Mars. Coaches should definitely stay in the car park. But I suspect that, if I had ben running well, I would have kept my counsel.
Getting tired. Thursday I shall go shopping. I might have a half-day's rest playing Railroad Tycoon or something.
bur you get to spin the wheel if your Aces are cracked, and the $40 generated left me five bucks up for the hour that I had been sat down.
The amount of nonsense spouted by players is a bit wearing, and one is awfuly tempted at times to scream "please stop talking such utter bollocks".
I had one get-out hand at around midnight in the MGM. I raised with KK under the gun and got called by KJs in MP2 and AQoff on the button. Flop came KJT. I bet, got raised, button cold-called and so did I. Turn brought a Jack and all hell broke loose for two whole betting rounds.
Then I ran cold again for 90 minutes until I hit TT on the button. It was a laggy game and I'd (correctly) folded a couple of hands pre-flop because of a raise in front of me, and the hands would have won nice pots. I don't let this affect my play, but it does rankle a bit, especially if it's a hand that you would have limped with, but not cold-called a raise.
Anyhoo, the cut-off raised into my button TT and I three-bet. Big Blind and CO called. Flop came AKx, two of a suit that had nothing to do with my tens. I got away from the hand fairly sharpish (correctly).
That left me about $50 up on that session ($100 down for the day), and I had a difficult decision. It was 1.30am and the game was now seven-handed, with two of the players heading into serious LAG (almost steaming) territory. I always have problems when it's like this. Seven-handed is not my strong point, plus I'm facing heavy volatility and I would be seriously pissed off ending the session down, even though, intellectually, I know that individual sessions do not matter.
I called it a night there and headed back to the Excalibur for a quiet wind-down hour. Managed to get my Aces cracked just before going to bed (K3s cold called three bets and hit a straight on the river). Fortunately at the Excalibur you get to spin the wheel if your Aces are cracked, and the $40 generated left me five bucks up for the hour that I had been sat down.
The amount of nonsense spouted about poker by players is a bit wearing, and one is awfully tempted at times to scream "please stop talking such utter bollocks". About three times a day a youngster will say how he prefers No-Limit "because then you can bet enough to force your opponent to fold rather than suck out on you".
The third time it happened today I just said "if your opponent needs to suck out on you, why do you bet so much as to make him fold? Just bet enough so that he isn't getting the correct odds to call."
The kid looked at me as if I was from Mars. Coaches should definitely stay in the car park. But I suspect that, if I had ben running well, I would have kept my counsel.
Getting tired. Thursday I shall go shopping. I might have a half-day's rest playing Railroad Tycoon or something.
bur you get to spin the wheel if your Aces are cracked, and the $40 generated left me five bucks up for the hour that I had been sat down.
The amount of nonsense spouted by players is a bit wearing, and one is awfuly tempted at times to scream "please stop talking such utter bollocks".
