Saturday presented me with a quandry. I really wanted to play some poker and Drac invited me to a home game that has proven very profitable for him in the past. The problem was that it started at 5pm. I had some family obligations that were going to keep me busy until about 7pm, so that nixed that idea. I’m definitely hoping to hit the next one there though. I was now looking at online on Saturday night, which is not a bad thing (and Friday night finally brought a good reversal to my recent downswing), but I was itching for some live play.
One of my tasks was to run my son down to play paintball. The outdoor site that they had practice at is about 30 miles from my house (between Rosemount and Hastings for you locals). I had a brainstorm and fired up Yahoo Maps. Sure enough, Canterbury is “just” 40 miles from the paintball site. Therefore, it’s about a wash for me to go to Canterbury for three hours or so as opposed to coming home (and potentially have to do house cleaning and such). I bring it up to Mrs. H and she says to go for it.
I roll into Canterbury at about 12:30pm and sign up for 3/6 and 4/8. There’s lines 10 deep on each list already. Yikes. About 10 minutes later they start a new 4/8 table and I’m one of the ones called for it. I sit down and grab the 3s so I can easily see everybody at the table. The table was typical loose makeup, but definitely had a couple of solid people, namely the 5s and 7s. The 1s was a guy in his 40s who talked constantly. He kept saying things like, “Here goes my car insurance money” and “Is anybody else here playing with their rent?” The funny thing is that this really bothered the 5s. I tried keeping him talking and would join in with him a bit because within the first hour he had already rebought. I figured if he was having a good time he’d stick around.
The first hour I was there went pretty well. I was up 4BB and my hands were holding up. It was fun while it lasted. I hit a run of cold cards and basically got blinded away for 2 hours. It also so happened that for about 5 orbits my blinds were raised, sometimes for three bets, while holding terrible hands which caused me to throw them away. Very frustrating.
The 5s left after 2.5 hours up two racks. It was sad to see about half the chips on the table leave. Of course, since he was one of the better, if not the best, players at the table it was OK too.
Looking back (I didn’t write this up right away because I wanted to reflect a little bit), I see my play changed a bit during the session. The table was pretty good. There were a couple of good players, but there was enough other people at the table donating that it could have been OK. I played more agressively during the first hour and it paid off. I gave some away on a couple of hands, but I was pushing them and if I had a decent hand I made sure nobody got a free card.
During the time where I wasn’t getting much, I got very passive. If I did get something, I turned mega-weak. I started getting short stacked, but I was getting up against the time when I had to leave so I didn’t rebuy. That was probably a mistake as I went into stack protection mode.
Basically I look back aand see that I made a couple of crucial mistakes which adversely affected my game. Firstly, I let myself get short stacked. This caused me not to play the odds correctly as I did not want to committ more of my stack. There were a couple of times that had I stayed in for 1SB I would have had the winning hand. Of course, it’s easy to find hands like that, but looking back I think I should have stayed in for some of them such as when there were 5 people paying to see the turn.
Secondly, I got way too passive if I got something resembling a good hand later in the day. I’d limp when I should have raised a couple of times. I should have seen the turn for one bet. I should have raised a flop or two. All these are related to the short stack issue, and I should have never let myself get into that position.
The day ended badly for me. Let’s put it this way. I had 4 diet Cokes (err, Pepsi). Each one cost me about $30 (over 3.5 hours). Ouch.
Was I the sucker at the table? No. There were people who were definitely much, much worse that I was. Was I the best and just didn’t get enough good cards? No, the 5s was probably the best person at the table. He made a number of good raises driving people out and making them pay for their draws. He also made a couple of great calls on scary boards. The 7s was pretty solid too. I defintely wasn’t the worst, nor was I the best. I didn’t play my best and it cost me. I’d like to blame the cards, and while I didn’t get much for a while, the end result was because I didn’t play that well.
It’s frustrating to look back and realize that you made these types of mistakes when some of them were definitely preventable. I know I can’t win every time, but I think I could have minimized the losses here by being a bit smarter.
I decided to take it a bit easy tonight and play in the Interpoker $500 freeroll. While playing in the tourney I also played a couple of 1/2 tables. The limit games were up, even and way down. Let’s skip the limit part and jump right to the tourney