After playing a few tourneys 2-7 NL Single Draw recently, I can appreciate the feat that Phil Ivey did by winning the 2-7 bracelet even more. Unbelievable that you can actually win such a tourney…where swings can be massive and the next cooler is just around the corner….that being said, I crippled myself once again after 1.5h+ putting it in with a pat 98…my opponent drawing one…of course he draws perfect to a 97….fucking a++…busted myself the next hand. Apart from that tourney I’ve played a little NL Hold’em and some PLO8…but no joy there either…just one of those days…I’m off…

…it’s easier for both parties and it’ll save me the anger. But really, I feel cheated and stolen from yet again, don’t get me wrong, I finished the session up a little…but still it feels like someone stole dough from me. Out of the 4 full SnGs I was ITM in two of them, should have won one and finished 2nd at least in the other one…of course I finish second when the might 35s000000ted is enough to cripple me in the one where I have a monster chiplead…and I finish third in the other one…so fucking ugly…I’m outta here…monday is around the corner, so work is calling…poker I won’t miss you…

…so I’ll keep from rambling about how bad the session was and what-not…enjoy the pic dump which features the usual stuff…from coinflip to three outer…one for everyone…enjoy…and you won’t get a dollar from me… 😉

…dusty, and full of setbacks. After my recent run at the tables, I’ve decided to drop down a notch in an effort to rebuild the near extinct mess that used to be a bankroll. Back to my favourite poison from back in the day, I tried to grind it out at some 6max SnGs over the last week or so. Poker playing time has been sparse, but I’ve managed to squeeze in a quick 1k hands here and there. Four tabling 6 max SnGs let’s you do this easily. I didn’t even bother to take screenshots tonight, the ones below are from last week where I still cared if I got beat or not, if a big draw came in or not (the latter was mostly the case)…tonight I just focused on my game, playing one hand at a time and trying to make quality decisions.

I can honestly say that I can’t find a weak spot in my decision making tonight…well, maybe in one or two spots where folding a few more hands on the bubble would have been an option, but really, why should I even think about folding a hand with 12-16+ outs twice when I’m playing to win? Basically it all came down to hitting/missing draws and winning/losing coinflips tonight. Hit some draws, hit some coinflips…lost most of them though and so it’s really hard to make it. Playing three sets of 4 SnGs I finished [3,2,2,2] [1,5,5,2] and [5,3,3,4]…tough…but what can I do…I’m pleased with my performance tonight despite dropping a few bucks to the grinder-pool…oh well…better flipping/drawing next time…

The break didn’t last that long…surprise…and surprise surprise…I came back with a winning session….it seems that poker, like any other poison, keeps sucking you in…giving you what you want…before finally kicking you in the junk again…oh well…I’ll take the result for the night…played 12 6-max sngs…finished ITM 7 times (4Ws, 3 2nds)…enjoy the random pic dump…I’m off to catch some sleep…

Yup…pretty much that equals disaster…oh well…before my head explodes I had to vent in the chat a little…I wonder when they will finally strip my chat away…oh well…doesn’t matter anyway…I’ll take another break as I can’t take another screwjob, bad run and bs…I’m outta here…

Well, almost two weeks since my last efforts to have some “fun” at the online gamb00ling thing. The break was good for me, but once I logged on for the first time again pokerstars didn’t make it easy on me. I suffered some fugly coolers and beats early on and I was on the verge of going on stone cold tilt and really dusting it off. Good thing for me that I kept my shite in order and was able to comeback. Once I won the final headsup match (flopping quads), I knew I had it made for the day and logged off immediately. Now I’ll enjoy some quite time/sleep…long weekend of relaxing ahead of me (easter…so tomorrow and monday are bank holidays, wheee)…gl at the tables…

Don’t expect to find any new poker content soon around here. Today was the session that put me over the edge. I got junk kicked so often I don’t even remember all the sick nasty fucking beats I took. All I know is that within the first 30 hands I got beat out of 3 pots for all the marbles getting three outered each and every fucking time (A7 vs K7 on a 7 high board; KQ vs K7 on an ace high board with a king, and QJ vs Q5 on a queen high board). Fucking A pokerstars fucking A. Now that all is said and done I lost about 50% of my roll in the course of this year so far. It’s one of those nice stretches when no matter how ready you are, no matter how good you play, no matter how endlessly stupid your opponents are…in the end they win….and of course the house wins…surprise…fucking brilliant. I won’t participate any longer in this bs…it used to be fun…but now it’s only misery anger and pain…so I quit…let’s see how long I can stay away from the game I love…but for now I would say: it could be a while…

Keep up the good fight…if you’ve got the nerves and balls to get kicked in just them over and over again…it’s been fun…while it lasted…see you all on the other side….Ingoal signing out…

Well…that’s all I have to say…gotta get offline to clean my keyboard…it’s full of puke…good night…

Well what can I say…poker playing times have been sparse these days and when I played a few matches I really felt like playing. Felt is the right word…in the other sense…as I was down to it more often than not. I won’t lie about making the occasional bad play here and there, steamed up or not, but the last few months have been brutal. I already dusted off 40% of my roll in 2009 and the junk kicks don’t seem to stop. I just can’t put a winning session in the books anymore. Oh well, I guess you gotta take the bad with the good…so I leave you with three of the beautiful hands of the night and catch some good good sleep…as I won’t lose any over this bs…