Close on Sunday and Catching Up...
Win $3k on the river and I'm bummed. Tonight I was the most disappointed 3k winner on the day to ever set foot in the Avi casino.Ever I bet. But that's what the Sunday tourneys do to you really. I decided this afternoon at the river house that I was going to be working, and while obviously a good decision (considering that I made 3k in 7.5 hours of "labor"), I was still very disappointed.
I have had a fantastic week. Poker has been terrible, but life has been great and I really have no room to complain. But, since this is a poker blog and poker has sucked every day except for today for the past eight, I haven't really been motivated to write a "I run so bad" blog esp since y'all hate reading them almost as much as I hate writing them, but it is what it is right? Have I set a record for usage of the word 'but' in the last several sentences?
So, we'll work backwards. Today, Monday, but really Sunday, I became really robusto in Sklansky bucks, or Sue bucks if you will (If you don't know the Sklansky/Sue story, do a google search and find it...). I decided to play and enjoyed the greatest office anywhere (as seen in previous blog). From immediately out of the gate i was running good and playing excellently. First level of the Sunday Million I ran a bluff with AK where I raised a limper pre, saw a T9x flop hu, he bet, I raised 4x, he called, turn 9, he bets, I raise 4x, he calls, river J, he checks, I shove for the pot, he folds. I was just seeing everything, executing on everying, and everything was working. The schedule was pushed back an hour for most of the day, and I played the standard afternoon Sunday schedule without going over my 6max rule. I played the Sunday Million at 230, FTP 750k at 3pm, site I won't tell you about big one 4pm, Mulligan at 405, 100r and 2nd chance at 430, and the 65k, formerly 55k, formerly "Devo wins" at 5pm. Seven donkaments. At six pm, when the 200r was starting, I still had six going. I was crushing. I was double stack in all of them at some point. Anyways, I make it really deep in the FTP 750k, being 3/like 70 at one point playing for 140k, and I also make it deep in the unnamed site major, 38k for first, and the FTP 65k. Long story short, I finish 7th in the unnamed site for 3200, losing races in back to back hands to go bust. I had enough chips that the first race cost me half my stack, and if I won the second race I would have been chip leader again. Gross. In the 750k, I decided that bigegypt is my total nemesis. He has screwed/busted/owned me deep before, but this time I got it in good vs. him both times yet still lost both times. First one, steal/resteal situation, I have 88, shove on his steal, he calls getting about 1.6-1 with AJo, and hits a J on the river. Sigh. Bout five hands later I shove A3 on the button, say to Danny, "Watch this, he's gonna call with K high," he does with KTcc, flop AJ3, and I lose. gg me like 53rd place for 1200. I bustoed like 80th in the 65k, don't remember the spot but remember knowing that I couldn't have done anything better, and all the others fizzled in standard procedure.
Damn. Good day, but I really thought something big was coming today. I played honestly one of the top ten sessions of my life today and for that I'm proud, but I still feel let down. My expected value seriously when deep before bad things happening had to be at least 20k. 3/60 or 70 or whatever in the 750k and 4/20 in one for 38k? Anyways... I run bad blah blah blah whatevs I'll just store up all those winning races in critical situations which I have to be like -20 on for the main event and just win 20 races straight and say I raise to five millions on TV.
Blah. Good ramble. So, while still on the topic of Sunday, i want to respond to the e-mail in Mike Paulie's blog that referenced sending the question to myself or Shaun. It'll just be quick and brief but I feel like I should respond because I could easily be one of the players that the e-mailer could be complaining about. I'm too lazy to get into the details here but it can't be that hard for you to find the blog :-). For me (and I know many like me), live poker is a social experience. We see people that we haven't seen in forever and we meet cool people that we've never heard of before. But, most of us who are local/intheclub/"cool" or whatever, we don't get to chat with those of like mind live very often. So, we naturally become acquaintences due to the obvious similarities in our personalities and in my opinon it has nothing to do with our games. For example, in the $1k LHE Wynn Classic event on Wednesday (that I took 15th in after 11.5 hrs of play without making the money), I found myself sitting across a 23-28 year old dude in sandals, pajama bottoms, a hoodie, a hat, and a beard. We chatted, connected, and began bull shitting. Just goofy ol' good times. Mind you this is limit, easily less stressful than NLHE in tournaments. I open raise a hand (which I do like a third of the time...), and just after raising hand my iPod video to my new hippie young pro poker player friend with the gymnast running into the vault video playing saying "Check this out." Tangent: that video is like my most favorite bad beat therapy ever. I take a beat, watch that, and am reminded that it really could be worse. If you have never seen the video, find it on youtube. Gymnast runs into vault/bloopers/lol etc etc.
K, so... This old dude on the button in this hand throws a fit. He literally calls the floor after raising hell with the dealer saying that we're excanging "communication devices" (he literally said that to the dealer) during the play of the hand, and he strongly implied that my hand should be killed. Now, the head floor guy at the Wynn tourneys is a friend of mine (and really deserves a blog of his own... young, super class act, I have heard many Wynn tourney and cash game players say how impressed they are with him, specifically the level of maturity he handles himself with in the high stress environment of high stakes poker, and an excellent poker player himself, recently taking down a 2k live event for over 140k). He hears the situation, is obviously never going to kill my hand, but handles it perfectly and says, "Bryan, not while in a hand, please." Perfect. He made the guy with the beef happy by correcting me, but he also made me happy by not making it a beef. The point? I wasn't bull shitting with Joe to establish some sort of pecking order, intimidation on other players, etc, etc... I am a very social outgoing person, and Joe was the closest to me (both in proximity and personality) that I ended up chatting with him a lot, and poker was bound to be a little part of that converstaion since it's what we both do for a living. Hope that helps, but if it don't at least you got a little insight as to why pro's will chat it up at a table, sometimes too much and to the point that it significantly annoys other players.
Soooo.. poker last week, I played something live on Saturday, whiffed Sunday, played live Omaha 8 1k on Monday and got the best 4 hour run of starting cards ever just to bust in 4 hours. Tuesday I played a full online schedule starting at 4pm, 11 tourneys including both 50/50's at 6:30 and both the doubles at 7pm, and I was bust out of all of them at 7:59pm. Gross. Wednesday was a 1k LHE that I put the 11.5 hours w/o cash into, Thursday was a 1500 NLHE at the Wynn that I busted in the 30th minute in. I had 33 in the BB limped 4 ways (including me), 200 in the pot. Flop K92 two diamonds check around, turn 3, I bet, get raised, re-raise, and call a shove to lose to 99 (siiiiiigh....). Friday and Saturday I took off.
The other cool thing that happened was that I went to two professional sporting events between Monday and Tuesday. Monday just before I busted I saw Travis (who just won the Wynn $1k rebuy for over 100k!) who said that his friend from high school was a professional Tennis player and had full access to the Tennis Channel Open in Summerlin and he was going to see the Leyton Hewitt match that evening. I had like six chips, asked if I could go, I could, and it was a good time. Sick how good those guys are. It was cool chatting with Eric (the tennis pro) about his journey in being a professional tennis player and the similarities between tennis and poker. There were way more than I thought there would be!
Tuesday night right after I busted one of my friends who deals on the circuit and who is in town for the Wynn Classic invited me to a Wranglers game. Kinda funny that the person from out of town invites me to the local semi-pro hockey team home game, but Jared and I went and had a great time. $28 got us seats three rows behind the opposing team's bench and they could hear us =). The Wranglers won 5-1 and really looked doing it. Jared and I want to get season tickets after that game. Great times.
So... yeah. I played literally one of the ten best sessions of my life today. I was killing it. If I had just a little bit more run good big things would have happened, but whatevs... I did what I need to do to get myself in that spot and the deck just didn't work out in my favor today. There's always another tournament tomorrow, and with the way I have been playing lately it's just a matter of time til I win one of these suckers, especially one of these Sundays.
Peace and good luck,
Devo
posted by Devo @ 5:22 AM
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