Well, it's been an up and down month. My online form has been particularly good and I have just made the move from $2 - $5 tables winning my first 9 seater taking my roll up to $180 - this should buy me a few cracks at building a comfortable roll that (touch wood) should see me not having to return to the $2 tables too soon! I've been playing a very strong heads up game online of late and I am pleased with my progress.
On the live game front I have dropped off the pace - missing one game, no points in the next and finally just the one point in the last game. It's with a heavy heart that I say - I think the league title is now, sadly, beyond me. Now I'll have to try and hold on to a Champions League spot!
My live game strangely I would say has improved, I have been attacking the game trying to get the points and deprive others of the points which would've allowed me to win the league - but I really haven't caught the breaks. The first match up started OK I was in a reasonable position when I flopped a straight vs two pair - all the money went in good but the river spat out a full house - BUSTED - oh well this hand played itself! The second game I played really well, I was winning pots here there and everywhere - with or without the cards. Then I was dealt AQ suited v 57suited and flopping top pair managed to get around 11,000 in the pot by the turn(at 400 big blind) with 57 chasing a gutshot - which the river duly shat out! I had to call the 1600 on the river thinking I was beat(an oxymoron kinda play!), but was kicked in the gut by exactly how I was beat! This pot left me with just over 5 big blinds - I was tilting like I haven't for a long time! I tried my best not to do anything rash and was as patient as I could be choosing to push 20 mins later with A7 suited to be called by Brads A9 off - we ran it twice first time we split (with one of my sevens hitting the board) - second time it was goodnight Vienna. I may have waited for a better spot but - if I'm honest - I desperately wanted out of the game at that point!
Felt strange to tilt again - I was sick! Just as I thought I was immune to bad beats, poker pulls one on me and says "F*C! YOU!".
Looking forward to getting back to the baize and playing not for the title but for the fun and for the win. Bit skint at the mo so I'm looking at FIFA 11 with poor envious eyes - a decent cash on Friday and I think I'll treat myself. Of course if the poker pixies want to pay me back a bit of karma and let me back in the hunt for the league - I'll be waiting to grab the chance with both hole cards.
On the live game front I have dropped off the pace - missing one game, no points in the next and finally just the one point in the last game. It's with a heavy heart that I say - I think the league title is now, sadly, beyond me. Now I'll have to try and hold on to a Champions League spot!
My live game strangely I would say has improved, I have been attacking the game trying to get the points and deprive others of the points which would've allowed me to win the league - but I really haven't caught the breaks. The first match up started OK I was in a reasonable position when I flopped a straight vs two pair - all the money went in good but the river spat out a full house - BUSTED - oh well this hand played itself! The second game I played really well, I was winning pots here there and everywhere - with or without the cards. Then I was dealt AQ suited v 57suited and flopping top pair managed to get around 11,000 in the pot by the turn(at 400 big blind) with 57 chasing a gutshot - which the river duly shat out! I had to call the 1600 on the river thinking I was beat(an oxymoron kinda play!), but was kicked in the gut by exactly how I was beat! This pot left me with just over 5 big blinds - I was tilting like I haven't for a long time! I tried my best not to do anything rash and was as patient as I could be choosing to push 20 mins later with A7 suited to be called by Brads A9 off - we ran it twice first time we split (with one of my sevens hitting the board) - second time it was goodnight Vienna. I may have waited for a better spot but - if I'm honest - I desperately wanted out of the game at that point!
Felt strange to tilt again - I was sick! Just as I thought I was immune to bad beats, poker pulls one on me and says "F*C! YOU!".
Looking forward to getting back to the baize and playing not for the title but for the fun and for the win. Bit skint at the mo so I'm looking at FIFA 11 with poor envious eyes - a decent cash on Friday and I think I'll treat myself. Of course if the poker pixies want to pay me back a bit of karma and let me back in the hunt for the league - I'll be waiting to grab the chance with both hole cards.
0 comments:
Post a Comment