Day 43: A Moral Victory
I returned to the scene of the Bloody Sunday massacre and immediately commenced to exsanguinate once again. I have never in my life been outdrawn so many times, in so many varied ways. It was a donkfest, and I was perfectly positioned to profit from it. Except that I didn't, because my opponents managed to either flop two pair (K2 offsuit for a 5xBB bet? Why not!), or river me with some miracle two-outer. It was sick.
It was the talk of the room. That's how bad it was.
The bad news: I was down to 1/10 of my buy-in.
The good news: I did not tilt this time.
The best news: I ground it all the way back.
I didn't make any money, but I proved to myself that I could take a licking and keep on ticking. I made good decision after good decision as things just went horribly, awfully wrong over and over. But I was patient, I picked my spots, and I successfully executed a stone-cold bluff that brought me back more than halfway in one pot. I raised, or I folded, or I shoved, and I worked it and worked it until at 5 am I was back where I started. And I felt like I had just successfully summited Everest.
One of these days, I'm going to this game and I am going to clean out the entire table. My hands will hold up a reasonable percentage of the time and I will bust every single one of those sorry-ass fools down to the felt, and if they rebuy, I'll do it to them again. I'm getting a bead on each and everyone of these guys. Tonight I knew where I was all of the time, and I kept making the correct choice. (And getting hosed. Variance is a bitch. But the point is I was making the right decisions.)
Would I have liked to make a profit? Hell, yeah. Would I have liked to at least make up for my previous visit's loss? God, yeah. But since I wasn't able to do that, I'll settle for knowing that I can continue to play a rocksteady game when things just aren't going my way.
I made exactly ONE bad call tonight. One. (My full house was beaten by a bigger full house that got there on the river, and I just had to see what I already knew.)
Next time, I'm aiming for ZERO.
And watch out, gentlemen, because after I get my money back, I am coming for yours.
Labels: cash game
posted by Cardgrrl @ 11:59 PM
4 Comments:
If you kill all of the fish in the Pond. Where will you go fishing?
These are magical fish; they come back from the dead every time. They are happy fun fish with deep pockets.
There is no chance that the fishing hole will run out of fish. None at all.
If the fish leave, they'll be replaced by donkeys.
I've always summarized the quality poker player as "he who makes the right decision the vast majority of the time." The what's and how's of that pursuit are much more complicated, but I think it serves as a solid measure for the quality of one's poker game.
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