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monkeyman:
--- Quote from: hi_am_chris on June 06, 2008, 13:22:07 PM ---
you didnt play it wrong i dont think, u couldnt ever fold so its between flat calling and reraising, if youd flat called George was going nowhere and would have taken it on the flop, reraising caused george to make a pretty loose call as it was still a lot for him to call off imo
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Fair comment. Given that I thought he didn"t have a premium hand I"d have shoved in almost all circumstances. The only time I wouldn"t have done was if I needed to guarantee a small number of points and I felt other people were likely to be eliminated to guarantee me 8th or 9th as opposed to tenth.
I was pretty happy with my play in this hand and throughout the tournament, but I"m annoyed that my brain exited stage left for the 15 minutes after the first break. I think that"s where I blew my chances of a higher finish.
Santino67:
What was your chip count in comparison to theirs & blinds?
monkeyman:
--- Quote from: Santino67 on June 06, 2008, 16:24:29 PM ---
What was your chip count in comparison to theirs & blinds?
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I was on around 20000 chips, my opponent in this hand probably had me covered by about 4000, there were 5 other stacks of similar size, 1 30000-35000 ish and 2 bigger. If my memory serves me correctly, this happened 1st level after the 3rd break in which case the blinds would have been 800-1600.
monkeyman:
One thing I"ve been trying to come to terms with over the last few months is dealing with the inevitable swings in fortune familiar to anyone who plays poker. I have been known to launch a slipper at the photos of The Pyrenees on my living room wall after an opponent has hit a 2-outer and am not too proud to admit my departure from APAT nationals could have been more gratious. I have played in 3 nationals to date. My first was in Luton last year where I was rivered off a 70000 chip pot 2 minutes before the end of day 1B. I can remember thumping the table and storming off like a child who has just been told by their parent that they can"t have an ice cream. I may or may not have muttered "FFS" or "F*** me" or something similar. I was a good boy in Cardiff, but my evil twin put in another appearance at Edinburgh. After playing like a man possessed for the first couple of hours, the wheels came off and I was eliminated on the first hand after the dinner break. Annoyed with myself as much as anything else I remember muttering "F*** me sideways" as I left my seat (thankfully Eck and The Duke who were seated either side of me didn"t offer to take me up on my foul-mouthed offer). Anyone within earshot as I walked out of the casino would probably have thought that I suffered from Tourette"s Syndrome.
What"s helping me come to deal with my fiery side is my day job. When I"m not daydreaming about being interviewed on ESPN with a large pile of cash in front of me, I work in Norfolk County Council"s call centre. Some of the enquiries I take are mundane, but we are the first port of call for Social Services and this is what I"ve been using to try and help modify my less desirable side. On a daily basis, I talk to/about elderly people who live alone but can"t wash/dress/cook for themselves, people with terminal illnesses and callers wanting to report allegations of child abuse. It just seems petty to complain about losing a few quid on the turn of an animated card in view of some of the people I have to speak to each day.
I"ve not mentioned the above to try and gain sympathy or to suggest there is a halo hovering above my head, merely to try and put my poker playing in some kind of perspective. Hopefully, the next time I"m tempted to tell a bad beat story or drop an F-bomb, I"ll remember that in the grand scheme of things, it really doesn"t matter at all.
monkeyman:
Here we go again, lets see if I can concentrate all tournament this time.
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