A week in my life – Wednesday
First thing, I logged onto my PKR account to find the account balance was $0! WTF is this??? Who had been playing in my account, or stolen the money? I checked everything and it seemed correct. I talked to my brother and friends but no one had any idea what had happened. Just so unbelievably ridiculous. Bankroll $0.
One second later, my phone rang and I woke up. LOOOL /gg phew. Gave myself a bitch slap and I was now 100% awake. It was 11am and I’d been dreaming about poker. Standard. I started the day in the city, in the nice weather, for some shopping and a manicure. There are positive and negatives to living centrally downtown. It’s comfortably close to everything but dangerous as all the restaurants and shops are extremely tempting. It can be quite expensive.
Had a great lunch in the sun in an outdoor café with a friend, Caesar salad, café latte and chocolate cake. Yum. Time went really fast and I had to hurry home to register for ‘Wellbet’s Home Game’. Watched some new poker videos and checked the news online. Today there were a lot of full ring tables running. Yes! Always makes me more motivated since I play full ring and want to play as many hands/hour. But this was one of those nights when you get outdrawn over and over again. The worst bad beat tonight was A-A all in preflop against 8-7. I flopped a set but of course he hit runner runner straight.
This lucky mega fish who constantly puked money with bad hands had kept me at the tables all night, until 5am. Unfortunately I didn’t get a share of it and I struggled all night, ending a couple of buy-ins down. I hated finishing with a loss from this frustrating night but in the end I felt I could do nothing else than accept it. It was simply the Christmas Eve of the fish.
Here’s a hand from NL200 where I used my image to avoid a total disaster tonight…
A guy raised in early position to $6, I flat called in middle position with 4-4. Late position called and a tight guy in the big blind reraised to $22. EP folded and since we were both deep I decided to call, as did LP. Flop 5-7-6. The BB bet out $40. I liked the flop and called, and LP folded. Turn was a Nine which didn’t improve my hand but was actually a great card for me, I know that he probably didn’t like it. I know he’s tight and since I know that he knows that I’m a tight player, he will probably put me on a very good hand here if I bet out. He’ll be scared of a set or straight. One thing is clear, he’ll face a hard decision with a hand like Q-Q if I continue. He checked and I bet out $85. He emoted /OMG and folded pretty quickly, and I won the $153 pot with a pair of fours. The sad result of the day was -$280. Though clearly better than my dream.