Poker Through the Eyes of an Amateur

January 10, 2006

I Was THIS Close...

I was so incredibly close to going on a full blown tilt last night. No one wants to hear bad beat stories, so I will try to keep them out of this post as much as possible. There's a minor one from here to the end of this paragraph, so if you don't want to hear it, skip to the next one. Suffice it to say that I lost 5 SNGs and came in 3rd in another, and I got knocked out of ALL of them with bad beats. The one that almost sent me over the edge was when I bet with top two pair on 4th street, a guy raises me, and I put him all in. He called it with absolutely nothing but a four outer draw, and he hit it on the river.

Ok, that's the only bad beat story, I promise. I'm not paying you a dollar either! You were warned and could have skipped it.

So I ended up losing all of my hard earned profits last night. I'm back down to just slightly over my buy-in amount. However, I have set some short term goals for myself. Tonight I am going to two-table a couple of $5 SNGs. If I finish in the money in either of them, I will play some more and do my best to build my bankroll back up to $100. If I do that, I will play in the DADI tourney on Wednesday. If I don't money in either of those first two tourneys, I will probably take a couple of days off to A) keep from tilting myself into losing my own money for the first time and B) come back fresh and rested. I will still sweat the rail on Wednesday, though.

Alright, I lied. I have one more bad beat story. But my bad beat is not the punchline. It's worth it. You should read it. I call it...

Poetic Justice

I'm sitting in seat eight at a $5 SNG. The table is still full, and the blinds were just kicked up to 25/50. I get QQ in first position, and I have about 1700 in chips.

"Hello, ladies," I think to myself. I love pocket queens. I almost never lose with them. Almost...

I raise 4x BB to push out anyone who isn't serious. I half expect the table to fold to me. It folds around to the button, who pushes all in. He was the short stack of the table, but he still had about 12M or 13M in chips. I thought briefly and called. He had A3 offsuit.

"WTF?" I think to myself. "Was he just bluffing and I caught him?" Of course, he catches his miracle card, and severely cripples me.

Aghast, I try to find out his reasoning behind this move. "You went all in with A3 after that raise I made in first position?" I ask as politely as possible while strangling my cat.

He doesn't answer, but the guy to my right pipes up helpfully, "He was short stacked." He will hereafter be referred to as "The Expert." Let's see... The guy had enough chips to make twelve or thirteen more orbits and "The Expert" to my right calls that short stacked. Beautiful. Mental note: Guy to your right is a dumbass. I decide to let it go at that without any further discussion.

The next hand is dealt, and the guy to my left raises. It folds around to "The Expert" on my right who pushes all in with his "short stack" of about 17M. I had rags and folded. The guy on my left thinks about it for a bit and calls with 88. "The Expert" has A5o. The flop comes with an ace.

"See?" quips "The Expert" smugly. I can just imagine him laughing at home, stroking his beard, and stuffing Cheetos in his face. The fool, he thinks. He called me with eights when I had an ace!

The turn is an eight. Oh sweet, merciful justice!

"See?" I say helpfully. You know, just in case he missed the other player's set. He could have missed it. I was just trying to be nice. There is silence in seat number seven. The rest of the table bursts into laughter. The poor guy was probably choking on his Cheetos. He's drawing dead now; the river card hits the felt, and his avatar fades away into nonexistence.

"Now that's what I call poetic justice," I say. "That was beautiful."

It was one of the prettiest things I'd ever seen.


  • Ah, sweet justice. It happens far too infrequently. I may play in the Omalympics, but I'll probably just sweat the rail. I've just been getting killed over the past couple of days, and probably need a rest to keep from tilting and losing the entire bankroll. Good luck on the SNG's. See ya on the felt.

    By Blogger iamhoff, at 1/10/2006 2:10 PM  

  • Nothing like a good bad beat before bed to ruin a night of sleeping. But on the other hand think how much money that you make in the long run off of chasers. I'll see you at the DADI.


    By Blogger mowenumdown, at 1/10/2006 10:18 PM  

  • $5 sng players are microlimit players - don't waste any energy trying to figure out WHY they do anything. They don't even know why.

    I've considered moving way up in limits just so I don't have to deal with these ridiculously bad plays, and the constant suckouts. I'd much rather lose money to a good player with good strategy than to a sucker who got lucky. At least then I would learn something.

    OTOH there have been times when I've moved all my chips in with Ax or Kx in a cheap SNG - usually because the gf wants to go out or something and I need to exit the table. And of course, usually when I do this I end up doubling or tripling up :)

    By Blogger huma, at 1/10/2006 11:50 PM  

  • Congrats on your run yesterday. Very respectable for a newbie.

    It seems like you are an SNG specialist, but if you are thinking about building the roll and want to change things up, try the Limit Challenge Structure, under notable posts on my blog. I used it to turn $50 into about $300 before abandoning the structure. It helps keep disciplined and within your bankroll.

    By Blogger HighOnPoker, at 1/12/2006 10:20 AM  

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