Ugh ...
But, first things first. The folks at Hollywood Poker are really running a good outfit. In the event you're not familiar with Hollywood Poker, they're a Poker Room skin, but they're really making an effort to stand out above Poker Room. The service there is outstanding. Case in point, I tried logging on the other day, but they were having server troubles and each time a table opened, it would promptly close again. The next morning, I get an email from them with the words "We're sorry" in the subject line. I'm intrigued, figuring it's some sort of clever marketing scheme. But no, instead, it was actually an apology for the server troubles from the day before, along with a free ticket to their signature tournament, the Michael Woods Invitational, a $10+1 multi.
So last night I cash in my ticket. The tournament setup is pretty cool. In addition to the normal tourney, several celebrities play and they all have $20 bounties on their heads. In addition, the winner of the previous week's tournament and another chosen player (I don't know how they choose the second one) also have bounties. I didn't get to collect any of the bounties, though I did get to sit at a table with one of the guys from the new Dawn of the Dead movie. He was pretty cool. But what sucks is that I played well, caught some great cards early and tripled up in my first five hands. The the cards kind of went dead on me and I nursed a dwindling stack for long time. Finally, it gets down to 43 players (top 40 play) and I'm one of the three bottom stacks. The blinds were 600/1,200 and approaching fast, but I had enough to complete two orbits before being blinded off. Then, I got stupid. Under the gun with 2,700, I look down and see AK. Everyone is playing squeaking tight with the bubble so close, and I figure if I go all, there's a chance everyone might fold. My only worry is the small blind, who has almost exactly 10 times my stack. But even if he does call, I figure I'm still the favorite. Everything goes exactly how I figured, and the SB calls with Q10. A queen falls on the flop and there's no miracle on the later streets. I end up going out in 42nd place, two out of the money.
Yes, the logic holds up. I had every expectation of winning that hand, but the cards just fell wrong for me. But I'm still mad at myself for screwing it up. Had I just proceeded to fold the next 20 hands, I would have almost certainly ended up making $30, which isn't much, but it's a great payout for a freeroll and it certainly beats the fat sack of tilt I got instead.
So, afterwards, I head to the ring games with steam still coming out my ears and proceed to just cream myself. My daily starting bankroll of $100 is utterly decimated, and I'm left holding $21 three hours later. What a crappy way to finish the day, although entirely appropriate considering my crappy play.
But there were several highlights on the day, including busting a nonstop bluffer, as well as doubling up at a $25 NL table with AA, then catching AA again two hands later. The bluffer was the most ridiculous player I have ever seen. He saw every flop, bet every time it was checked to him and raised big every time someone bet into him. The board could have two pair or trips showing, with no card under a jack and a flush draw on the board to boot, and he'd be reraising the size of the pot with 46o. I finally took him out with a full house against his busted straight draw.
At that point, you'd think I'd be playing pretty well, but you would be wrong. I was up until that point, but after I busted him, the wheels completely fell off the cart. I became him. Next thing you know, I'm losing half of my healthy stack by bluffing with a busted straight draw.
So yesterday I finished the day down $80 and really pissed. I was actually up $30 at one point and should have quit. But no, I played myself into the ground again, defying my $20 win limit. Tonight is much better. I've built my $21 back to $51, and I'm quitting for the evening. Yes, that's $30 ahead, not $20, but I figure that's a more reasonable figure to aim for each day. Too many times, I'm still hungry to play more after picking up my $20, and once I hit it, I see no point in stopping. And I do intend to stop for the evening, maybe even take the weekend off from the tables. I have been playing far too much lately, and it's beginning to show.




