I probably regret this post in few days ... Never good to run hot like that, in a state of semi-tilt ... Too bad, must j'évacue ... I'm beginning to think that the anonymous post of one hundred days was right, and that the jet of the sponge is coming soon. Anyway, here tonight, when I'm writing, I really want to drop everything.
Since the beginning, things go wrong in MTT ... Nothing happens, I bust all my tournaments. I was holding still, it would inevitably turn. And fortunately, cash game side, things were going nicely. Nothing extraordinary, but it was rising slowly, at a rate of 6-7 BB/100, mixing and NL50 NL100.
The first symptoms of tiredness appeared Saturday night, after a live event: A satellite TPP in a field of fish as I had rarely seen (mostly from a pre-satellite at 40 €). The tournament was very tough, not touching a map (but when I say no, it's really not!) I show considerable patience, thinking it undesirable to attempt resteal no equity against players of this level. My carpet is disintegrating, I let the area resteal. It does not get better, 10 blinds, blinds 8, 7 blinds, nothing, not a single spot. I finally found a opening when I find myself in the cut-off in a pot and then I double unopened so happy with my Q3s (we do what we can!) A5s face the same color. Shortly after, I found my first 66 but my pocket lose face shortstack QA, which brings me back to 7 blinds. The good news is that during this time the players come out and it is not so far from the tickets ... And miraculously, I finally found a decent hand: KQ on the button in an un-raised pot. The big blind player decides to gamble for half his stack when I pay with J10 (!?!). It's rather good news, but it affects his 10 and it's over ...
In principle, I've screened and usually go out to all my tournaments with a lot of philosophy (except of course if I go out on a big mistake on my part). But then I saw particularly bad. The fact that the player at BB or someone I know and one of the only players to experience playing field is not a stranger ...
Instead of telling me as usual "It was cool to be paid less, too bad it has not taken, things will go better next time," I took this out as a fist and spent the rest of the evening to curse my so-called "friend" (at least fellow club) in a mixture of disbelief ("But what has been going through her head to be as bad on this one?" ), bitterness and almost even paranoia ("Why is it that made me such a thing to me when we were supposed to play normally and without collusion course, but in any case properly and rule us? "- We were 5 players from amateur club the 40 local participants in the tournament) ...
It's silly, of course, I should be stoked to have received such a good opportunity to double blinds with 7, but now for the first time in years I reacted very negatively to output tournament.
But last night I realized that something had happened: It's Sunday, 7 MTT I play with 2 large and very soon I realize that the evening will be catastrophic. I play without envy, without application, without concentration. One, two, three CBET that do not pass, check-raise with nothing much that can take one or April 2 bet and is the cat, we feel we did switch GAMBLE ON. "Once I have something I'm sending all!" And do not miss it, you end up throwing everything ... Tournaments and ending one after the other: you pay carpet with 2 pairs max when it stinks trips across the full nose, we send everything with 2 overs and flush draw against top set opponent, one with 77 destack with relish baby on a flop in a pot ... 3bet
I'm going to bed deciding that I take a break MTT for a few days and I'll devote myself to the cash game, including evenings ... This morning I woke up happy with this decision. After all, cash is the most important game for me at this time now is that I'm successful, grinder, install limits because it is the CG that will give me the steady gains that I need. So this little saturation MTT is taken positively: The opportunity to increase my volume and speed CG lift my ...
My day starts well with a first session this morning at € 160, although still a carpet KK AA PF face, although it is offset by a true QQ against AA which brela ...
I can link to an excellent start session in early afternoon, where I easily mounted to about € 200 in just over an hour (I have not watched it but should be the order of magnitude). Then suddenly, when everything was purring and the day promised to be beautiful, is the explosion Hiroshima return, I think coming back two months back ... In 5 minutes on 4 tables I take:
- QQ vs 99 on a Q99 flop
- AK (Ace of Clubs) vs. K9 clover on a board with 4 clubs which QJ10
- AK vs. JJ PF I lose the flip
- KQ vs AK on the flop every hand KQ10, a J on the river
- 2 pairs vs. trips (thankfully, I'm IP and managed to only lose half a cellar by controlling the pot)
I just spent from 200 to -200 in the space of a few minutes. Hard to accept, even when it feels a lot stronger mentally now that was before ... I stop immediately and resume my session two hours later.
The session will last from half an hour. I took away three shots claims: A flush draw + 2 over played on the flop against the background set, with a déstackage TPTK face trips (it was long ago that happened over me, well then I have not thought , an early tilt probably ...). Then what happens to one of my tables just to my left the player I fear most as the best and I crossed the room on NL50. In addition, it is a NL100 table, it looks like it vient de monter de limite. Je décide que c'est un signe suffisant après les 2 coups précédents et que je vais arrêter. On va donc finir les tours engagés aux 4 tables...
Ca tombe bien, je suis au SB face à "ma terreur de la NL50" et tout le monde fold jusqu'à moi. C'est vraiment un très bon joueur, il est plutôt aggro (28/22/3.2, 9 de 3bet) mais je l'ai toujours vu gagner les showdowns à tapis avec des monstres... J'ai 22 et décide de just call car bien sur il a un taux élevé de 3bet IP. Il me relance à 4€, que je paye. Trop bon, flop J72 avec 2 carreaux. Je check, il cbet 6€ et je relance à 18€ qu'il paye. Turn: carreau. Badaboum ! And there a little paralyzed (and tested by the 2 previous moves, I'm afraid), I check-call his 20 € before folder on his carpet river. Did he or not flush, I do not know but have not the courage to pay ... He would have had to bet on the turn to avoid the drop shot. And it's still a half-cellar NL100 that flies ...
I nevertheless decides to do it again tonight after watching a movie with your family ... And it's a new session of m. .. which is offered to me. No big mistake with me, but the session catamaran where I never touch nothing compared to CS, where I have to give up my AA or KK on boards with terrible fits and colors turn fall or lose my JJ allin PF face of the fish A6 SAL ...
short, the day ends with a close loss of 400 €, pretty uneven when we know it began with a gain of similar magnitude ... On a visual level, it's pretty spectacular
And here I am back 8000 hands back ... And with a huge desire to stop playing this game
Come on, I stop there, tomorrow is another day ... I am sure this article will not interest anyone, but it's also why use our blogs: It's good to have a good cry, fortunately you're here to remind me of my mother's skirts ...
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