The Grind
Stephen's Poker Blog
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2008-01-24 13:38:49
I HATE POKER...
...OK, not really. But I hate variance! And I hate big downswings! HATE!
It figures since after my last blog entry focused on things like tilt that I would go on a big downswing. What a test of my reaffirmed tilt control. I was determined to keep my cool, and I must boast that I played better than I ever have under such circumstances. I really didn't miss a beat or get that upset...for the first few sessions anyway.
But by the 4th day of missing every flop and getting bad beat or coolered whenever I did hit, I was ready to punch a hole in the wall...seriously. December wasn't a very good month. Does January have to be bad as well? Then came day number 5. Right at the start it was more of the same. I had recently made a withdrawal and was starting to feel (feel, not think) like one of those superstitious conspiracy theory nuts. "Why do you think you ALWAYS go on a downswing after you withdraw? They don't like you taking money off the site! If you're gonna be taking money out then they will want to get it into the hands of someone who will leave it online. Besides, it's not good for them if all the fish go broke. If the sharks eat them alive too fast then the site doesn't make as much in rake!...." Yeah...that's only a small sample. There's lots of crazy ideas out there.
So Jason messaged me while I was playing about his upcoming visit to Vegas. I was right in the middle of losing session number 5 and didn't hesitate to whine. He said I should blog about it. ;-p I decided that was fine. I didn't have to come up with something that interesting or teach a lesson or something. I could just...BITCH! I'd hate to be one of those people who has to tell everyone about every bad beat they take....but this....COME ON! This was SICK! As if things weren't already bad enough, I sit the 5/10 NL ($1000 max) and almost immediately lose a whole stack when I flop a set of 7s...middle set...the second nuts...the other guy had top set of course. No one outer for me. But this downswing wasn't all bad beats and coolers. It seemed nothing would go right. If I made a big bluff that would often be good given the action, it would just so happen that my opponent had flopped an unlikely full house or something of that nature! A full list of hands would be long and boring, but you get the idea.
Then...like manna from heaven...a little justice. I caught the stacks of a couple people on tilt, made a couple of hero calls, and pulled off a few well timed bluffs. Next thing I knew I was up over $2100 for the session. This by no means makes up for the downswing, but it's a good start. And it did a good job of easing the wall-punching mood, as you might expect. This is why I have a bankroll. I can honestly say this crazy swing could have gone on for much, much longer before I would have to think about maybe dropping down in stakes. But regardless of my safety net....IT STILL SUCKS.
When times are bad it's good to have another poker player to talk to who's been there. And my friend Jeff has definitely been there. He lives just across the apartment complex from me and my wife, and shared the moving van with us when we made the trek to Vegas. He's had some runs that would make anyone sick. At least I know I'm not alone. He's actually the one that got me into poker in the first place back when we were playing weekly at Jason's house in Vancouver, WA. Make sure to check out his blog. It's bound to be insightful and amusing. (no pressure ;-p)
Saving chips is the same as earning them. Making a good fold is just as important as making a good call. That's been the center of my focus when I start to get upset. I need to be happy with losing the minimum. As I mentioned many times last entry, it's all about the long run. But it's not simply a matter of waiting for my OWN top set vs someone's middle set. It's about making the most of every opportunity, even if the only opportunities presented this session amount to just losing as little as possible. If I'm paying attention I see that's something most of my opponents are not doing well. And that means cash in my pocket...eventually.