Today was tough to say the least. I played the first tournament at the Borgata open which was a $450 re-entry event. The tournament had great value with over 1700 people.
I battled hard but busted 8 hours later around 680th. The final hand was an open-shove with about 13BBs with AQo. As soon as the villain called I had a feeling it was game over. Sure enough he turned over AK, which held. I couldn’t seem to get much going in a meaningful situation during the day. I tried to stay aggressive around 40-50 BBs. But if a few pots didn’t go my way and I become limited rather quickly. Such is the beast that is tournament poker. Hopefully I can finish higher in the main.
Overall I was shocked at the poor play I witnessed throughout the tournament. You wouldn’t believe the amount of fundamentally terrible poker players that are willing to buy into these things. Seriously, you think a new player would maybe google “poker strategy” before planning to dump 1k+ into a tournament. Even the tournament regulars seemed very spewy post-flop in certain spots. Anyways, the first events at Borgata opens always have good value, and I’ll most likely be playing this same tournament next open. It was fun I guess. But playing 8 hours with nothing to show is why tournaments haven’t been in my schedule much.
After playing 8 hours I put in a 4.5 hour 2/5 session and lost -$280. On the bright side, the action was good. Normally I’m fine with a small losing session as long as I feel I played mistake free and the action was good (especially during a weeknight). It’s like: “ok tonight is not my night from a net result stand-point, BUT THE ACTION WAS THERE, at least someone was getting it, at least it was very possible to win a decent amount a large percentage of the time.”
It’s been a disgusting month so far. The results are starting to penetrate my psychology for the worse. Something about starting off the month already down over $900 in the first 33 hours of 2/5 play just really pisses me off when I think about it too much. It’s a continuation from the last month.
I’m not happy right now. The poker results have just screwed with the rest of my life, the run bad has just infected everything. When I’m not on the table getting sucked out or getting dealt bottom 20% hands for 4 hours straight during what would be the most profitable session ever, I’m thinking about how I’m down. How I can’t seem to string together an above average session. How long this shit can actually last? How long I can mass the fucking hell out of my volume with NOTHING to show for it.
How long?
I guess the logical answer would be either:
A) Until I psychologically implode.
(I get rattled somtimes, but I wouldn't say I've imploded. Imploding would be ripping the cards in half at the Borgata as the dry flush draw rivers me)
B) Until I bust my bankroll and have to drop or quit poker.
(Over 70 buy-ins seems to be enough for live 2/5, but maybe I'm that one doomed soul).
or:
C) Combination of A and B
My psychological state and bankroll are in somewhat reasonable order (despite the pissed off tone of this post). Keep in mind this normally all doesn't come out unless I stop and think about it for a while. It's not like I'm thinking about running bad while playing, sure I'm somewhat aware, but it more creeps in after the sessions. I think this is why I write less when I'm running bad. It may not be healthy for my mind. Then again, you could make the argument that it is good to sometimes "bitch" and get it all out sometimes. Almost like cleaning up your computer's hard-drive. As long as you don't dig up garbage and start throwing it all over the place. That would not be cool. But I think it can be healthy to write about feeling bad if you can get it out, and then REMOVE IT, or detach it from your everyday reality. As in wake up the next day and move on. I feel I've done a good job of waking up and "moving on" during my first year as a pro. Sure there is always room to improve.
Beyond the psychological and bankroll issues I still struggle with the "HOW MUCH". I mean seriously, how much can I keep studying and massing volume weekly? Do I just give up the rest of my life until I log some solid results? What if they never come? I obviously need to balance the rest of my life with poker, but it's tough when you bust your ass a month with zero to show for it. It makes you want to dig down, commit more to poker, and pull out of the "hole" faster.
I have not lost confidence in my ability to mistake play free. But it’s just as bad. It’s like I have this doomed outlook right now. Like I’m becoming trapped and there isn’t much I can do to get out. I work harder and I get sucked in deeper. I've lost confidence in the ability to run average for one fucking week. That being the case perhaps it doesn't matter if I commit 40 hours or 50 hours to poker. The "miserable time poker" is still going to run it's course. I'd like to go out and have fun once a week like a normal person. I'd like to start dating a girl again soon. It's not logical to say these sort of things should be "put on hold" until poker is "worked out". IT might never be "worked out", so why fuck up the rest of my life for something that might never even be "worked out"?. I should be trying to improve the rest of my life around poker. Part of this involves keeping a schedule. Keep staying active, eat healthy, have a social life every now and then. These are things I've done a reasonable job with so far, but I have to keep in mind how important the things outside of poker are in my life. I need to re-find that humor where I have the worst month ever and say "Well at least I'm not in corporate, and at least the rest of my life is pretty cool". My thought process (last two weeks) of "Ok I'm running really bad, I need to sacrifice other areas in my life to commit more to poker" is scary and can't be right. There always needs to be a balance.
Anyways, I now must go to sleep and get ready for Thursday-Saturday sessions. Feeling like this is not healthy. Feeling this bad is something that I really need to monitor and pay attention too.
I’ve been up since 8 a.m so I’ll almost certainly be in a better mood tomorrow. I need to stay focused and keep fighting. I’m in for a long month perhaps.....
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