Bring the Pain!

So I played in a great 40/80 game last night at Oceans-11. Only a couple of real tough spots and a lot of easy spots. Eventually we got short handed and we played 3-handed for a while.

Mike, Wayne, and me played 40/80 with overs. Since we were all overs, it was actually 40/80/160. Preflop the blinds were still 20 and 40. But the bets on the flop were in 80 dollar units and the turn and river were 160 dollar units. Mike eventually went busto, and had to rebuy. When that happened he said we wanted to take overs off, since he didn't have enough chips to properly play overs. So we did for a little while. I couldn't seem to win a hand. As soon as Mike won some chips we went back to overs I seemed to start winning again.

And then Brenda stepped into the box. Now I'm not superstitious, nor do I believe in bad luck, good luck, luck charms, lucky seats, hot seats, cold seats, good dealers, bad dealers, etc. However whenever Brenda sits in the box, she always seems to deliver the pain to me. Case in point, I'm dealt pocket aces in SB, and 3-bet preflop. Flop comes 643. 2-bets go in 3-ways. Turn is a 3. I lose to Mike's 23o. Very next hand, I have pocket queens. I lose to Mike's A7 suited.

Fortunately, despite these abominations of hands short-handed, granted the A7 wasn't too bad, I still had a good night and booked a 3.5 rack win.

Happy Birthday Me!

I turned 34 today, but I don't look it, feel it, or act it! I do however have the middle aged responsibilities. Wife, two kids, mortgage, yadda, yadda, yadda. Life is good, even though the economy is down, no bonus and no raises at work due to the bad economy, but other than that, all is well with the world outside of poker.

Inside the world of poker, I have basically played break-even poker since the beginning of the year, so that is kind of meh. At least I am not losing, but not winning kinda sucks too.

I played like the worst heads up limit holdem poker player like ever last night in the 40/80 at Oceans-11. He open limped like 95% of his buttons. I don't think he ever won one hand at showdown. Every time we went to showdown, I had him crushed, and all the times I'm sure he had me beat (not very often), I would muck on the flop or turn. Good times.

Stuck and Unstuck

Well, I got it back and plus some. I grinded out a nine hour session last night, getting in for 4 racks and basically never being a winner until like the last hour, where I finally went on a rush and started pounding on the fish and booking a rack and a half win. I knew that I couldn't leave with the game being so damn good, yet somehow I was losing. I hate it when that happens!

Monkey Tilt

Bad for your bankroll, don't do it!

Fortunately, I only lost a rack and 2 stacks, but the damage could have been much worse. I was glad I got out of there when I did last night, otherwise it could have been pretty ugly. Not sure what exactly did it to me last night, but for some reason . . .

I think I need to go back and reread Tommy Angelo's Elements of Poker again.