I had a really ugly Saturday night.
I'll spare you the hand details. It makes no difference.
Lets just say that bad things happened to me at the poker table more often than they are mathematically supposed to.
Emotionally it was a very rough experience.
And what bugged me, just as much as the experience itself, was also seeing myself actually get upset from poker results. It doesn't happen that often anymore.
At this point I'm a pretty damn cool customer no matter what goes down. I can say "nice hand" and move on. I see such awful beats everyday. They don't usually faze me. I almost expect them to come.
So I can genuinely say that the first couple of times I got sucked out on Saturday night I was genuinely amused.
And then it happened a few more times and it started to feel personal.
But I stuck around and played good poker. And waited for good situations.
And finally found them.
And then it happened a few more times after that.
And that's when I decided it was time to go home.
I still feel dirty.
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I think the thing to always remember Rob is that the better you are, the more you will get sucked out on. You will get your money only in with the best of it, and 1 out of 4 times it won't hold up.
That is the brutal thing about the game. Hardest part to swallow I think.
Chalk it up to variance and move on.
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