A few days into my poker rebirth and I am back where I started after losing 100 big blinds on a pair of kings, when they have come up against aces. I am so sick of doing this now. It has got to stop. Hours of hard-work and discipline down the pan.
Time and time again I make the mistake of going all in pre-flop, or on the turn, against somebody with pocket aces.
What’s pissing me off more than anything though is that the evidence that they have a big hand is staring me in the face. They raise, I re-raise, they re-re-raise. When this happens, it is 99.9999999999999999999999999999% certain they have aces, but I can’t force myself to believe it. I’ve waited so long for a good hand, and I don’t want to let go.
From now on, if somebody is willing to re-re-raise me, I am assuming that they have aces unless:
- They are short-stacked
- They are a proven donkey, manic and or asshole that has been shoving chips in constantly
What pisses me off even more, is that it is so against my fundamental strategy, that big pots are for big hands and that there is always a better place to put your money in.
I seriously need to listen to my own advice. Poor discipline. Poor risk control.
Wisdom = Intelligence + Experience
I have played poker a lot over the years. I mean a lot. I used to be pretty good at it. Good enough to consider giving up work at one point.
However, I decided I was better off dedicating myself to a real career which would be stable and stand me in good stead for the rest of my life. Plus, I was getting bored too. It was becoming formulaic and felt like a job.
In retrospect, I don’t think I should have given poker up. I think I could have made a decent income from it, even as side income. And it probably got boring because I kept on playing at low stakes.
I have decided to give it a go again.
The aim will be to build-up a decent bankroll so that I can enter sizable tournaments. Ones that have a very good payout if successful ($10,000 or more).
With the aim in mind, I have come up with the following objectives:
- Develop short-stack and final table skills by playing “Sit and Go” tournaments
- Develop deep stack skills by playing cash games
- Play one big tournament for 5% of my bankroll every week
My starting bankroll is $70.25. It’s from a PokerStars account that I have left over from a few years ago.
Here I go….
I have spent five years at university as a graduate and post graduate. I’ve worked my ass of for years at work. I spend three hours a day commuting and I’ve just spent the best part of a £69 of my hard-earned cash on two tickets to see The Wiggles and a cheap plastic Emma Wiggle Doll.
I am sure that when they went to drama school that they had dreams of being in Hollywood stars, or being Shakespearian actors wowing the crowds. Unfortunately, something went wrong and now theses guys travel the world singing shit songs and behaving like dicks on the stage.
They are worth $20million each. $20 million for singing nursery rhymes and songs about fucking cold spaghetti.
I wish I was a Wiggle.
Born: 14 June 1928, Rosario, Argentina
- Marxist revolutionary
- Radicalized poverty and hunger he saw whilst travelling through South America as a medical student
- Blamed USA for capitalist exploitation of the continent
- Travelled to Cuba with Fidel Castro to overthrow the US backed dictator and played a major part and became second in command
- Travelled to other parts of the world with the aim of overthrowing capitalism
- Caught and executed by firing squad in CIA backed Bolivian forces at the age of 39