I decided to play a limit game for the hell of it. Try to refine some basic strategy as I had not been playing for a while. Easy myself back into playing, as it were. The trend last time I played was not good. Amazing suck outs, always on the wrong side. The bad beats simply forced me to stop playing for a good 6-7 months. It was not worth playing when miracles happen for everyone in a hand with me. So a limit game might help easy into the no limit game I normally play. Now I am coming, painfully, to the conclusion that I am not very good, and simply should stop playing al together. Or understand that when I do play, I won’t win, no matter how I play. I plan to give a deep stack tournament at the Nugget this weekend a go. If the “trend” continues, well, I must stop playing for good. It’s the only sensible thing to do.
So I am in a 2/4 game at the Green Valley. I think I won a hand or two and was up a bit. How misleading that was. The comes this gift.
I was in middle position, and look down at 10,10. Pretty good, but nothing to get crazy about. In a 2/4 game, there are always, always, multiple folks to the flop no matter if there is a raise or not. So I call and there maybe 3 or 4 to flop.
The flop comes 6,10,6
Holy shit, I flopped a full house. I have the best of it, unless someone has pocket sixes. Perhaps, I think, things are changing for me. This is the poker gods laughing at me and spiting my very attempt to play poker. Expect that I am an atheist. Quite a confusing state, to say the least. Fourth street is a blank, an 8. The board reads thusly:
6,10,6, 8
I raise the bettor. It is just the two of us at this point. The river is a six; the board is
6,10, 6, 8, 6
When the my heads-up player bets, I know, I know with certainly that she has a six. And sure enough, when I call her bet, she flips over 3,6. Sadly for me, awesome for every asshole that I wind up in a pot with, she has quad sixes.
The numbers:
Tens heads up, the odds are 86% to win against a 6,3. In a 2/4 game, one is never heads up before the flop. So the true odds are not known, but after the flop I was heads up.
So I had pocket 10s. After the flop I am 96% to win. So I raise her bet and a blank comes: 8. So now I am 98% to win. She checks and I bet; she calls
She has a 2% chance of winning and wins. The thing is that this happens all the time, and by all the time, I mean every time I play. At least every time that I can recall. This is why I have slowed down and have not played much at all.
So after this beat, I was cracked and proceed to lose. I buckled down and only played premium hands—did not matter. I then played rags, did not matter. More later
I decided to play a limit game for the hell of it. Try to refine some basic strategy as I had not been playing for a while. Easy myself back into playing, as it were. The trend last time I played was not good. Amazing suck outs, always on the wrong side. The bad beats simply forced me to stop playing for a good 6-7 months. It was not worth playing when miracles happen for everyone in a hand with me. So a limit game might help easy into the no limit game I normally play. Now I am coming, painfully, to the conclusion that I am not very good, and simply should stop playing al together. Or understand that when I do play, I won’t win, no matter how I play. I plan to give a deep stack tournament at the Nugget this weekend a go. If the “trend” continues, well, I must stop playing for good. It’s the only sensible thing to do.
ReplyDeleteSo I am in a 2/4 game at the Green Valley. I think I won a hand or two and was up a bit. How misleading that was. The comes this gift.
I was in middle position, and look down at 10,10. Pretty good, but nothing to get crazy about. In a 2/4 game, there are always, always, multiple folks to the flop no matter if there is a raise or not. So I call and there maybe 3 or 4 to flop.
The flop comes 6,10,6
Holy shit, I flopped a full house. I have the best of it, unless someone has pocket sixes. Perhaps, I think, things are changing for me. This is the poker gods laughing at me and spiting my very attempt to play poker. Expect that I am an atheist. Quite a confusing state, to say the least. Fourth street is a blank, an 8. The board reads thusly:
6,10,6, 8
I raise the bettor. It is just the two of us at this point. The river is a six; the board is
6,10, 6, 8, 6
When the my heads-up player bets, I know, I know with certainly that she has a six. And sure enough, when I call her bet, she flips over 3,6. Sadly for me, awesome for every asshole that I wind up in a pot with, she has quad sixes.
The numbers:
Tens heads up, the odds are 86% to win against a 6,3. In a 2/4 game, one is never heads up before the flop. So the true odds are not known, but after the flop I was heads up.
So I had pocket 10s. After the flop I am 96% to win. So I raise her bet and a blank comes: 8. So now I am 98% to win. She checks and I bet; she calls
She has a 2% chance of winning and wins. The thing is that this happens all the time, and by all the time, I mean every time I play. At least every time that I can recall. This is why I have slowed down and have not played much at all.
So after this beat, I was cracked and proceed to lose. I buckled down and only played premium hands—did not matter. I then played rags, did not matter. More later.