I find it hard to sit down and write. I have an inner monologue in my head a lot, asking questions to myself, about life, poker, what the meaning of stuff is. Most of the time I'm sat around being lazy. This year, this year has been no different.
What is poker, or what has it meant to me?
I think perhaps it'd be interesting (primarily to myself) to note down what poker was to me and what I achieved from it.
Early Days and University
I started playing poker a long time ago, realistically a decade a go. I think I won my first tournament on Ladbrokes perhaps even 11 years a go. This time a decade a go I was 18 and in my first year of University, I remember I played on two sites; Paradise Poker and Sporting Bet. Both were pretty excellent. I remember spinning up two separate 10k euro bankrolls from small deposits. I busted both and often had no money to eat or go out. Several times my dad would send me thousands of pounds (£s) in order to bail me out. University was, however, the best period of my life (at least in my short term memory), I believe I have trained my mind to block most of the unfortunate poker incidents out. I did actually experience poker success in Uni too, winning the Mansion $100k for a $24k score. I had lost that money playing high stakes online within 3 weeks. After University I got a job, or two, briefly. However, all my wages would go towards playing poker. I would often spin up large bankrolls from small deposits only to inevitably lose my wages and once again spiral into Depression.
American Salvation
I once had an attractive American Girlfriend. One of those ones that when people saw us out together they'd sometimes give an odd look as if to say 'why is she with that guy?'. This girl was attractive enough that I decided to move out to Orlando, Florida. I played poker full time now...Apparently. I played online, primarily on Interpoker. I made 3/4k euro a month as rakeback back then. Rakeback deals were good. I wasn't a rakeback grinder though, I don't think so anyway. I just played a ton of PLO100, would win several thousand euros and then lose it at mid stakes. That rakeback though, that rakeback paid for our lives. Our rent, our eating takeaway and sushi most nights of the week and our drinking of alcoholic beverages. My GF and all her friends were 20/21 at this time. Being able to afford alcoholic beverages made me kind of a stud (ok, not really, but it made me that weird nerdy BF who played some online game and thusly could buy other hot american girls, her friends, drinks). After and on/off 2 years in Orlando I started busting my roll faster at mid stakes, thusly I'd receive less and less rakeback. At one point the tables turned and my GF had to lend me $1000 to get me out of a pickle. She went on to cheat on me with a handsome Scandinavian and I thusly left America at the start of 2012 with my tail between my legs, single and busto; Probably a little more overweight too.
2012-2014 The Halcyon Days
My best period in Poker came out of basically everything going terrible in my life, that was the irony, that horrific life bad luck became poker based good look. At the start of 2012 my dog had died, my dad contracted cancer and I'd just broken up with my American sweetheart. At this point two good friends of mine, Andy and Jon, came up with a plan. They were going to back me at high stakes in Macau. I thusly accepted, moved in with a Norweigian maniac (BigBadBoss on Pokerstars) and that was that, I was living in Asia now, playing huge stakes a lot of the time. I don't think I ever really achieved a lot in Macau, I became a bit of a name in live poker I guess, everyone liked me, I tend to be friendlier at the table than most pro's. I banked about £60k profit in 2 years for myself and I won $500k in a night in mid 2013 that probably allowed by backers to break even or lose small over the 2 years of backing me. That BB graph tho...eek. I also went to American, Las Vegas, played $100/200/400 with Sammy Farha and played the main event (at the time a life long dream of 5 years, since those Ladbroke days). After a spell of losing hundreds of thousands of $s straight, one of my backers (Andy) sat in my flat in Macau, shook my hand and told me I'd be getting dropped. In reality it was about 6 months too late, he's a good egg. I wasn't broke but I was crushed. I felt that my time at the 'top' (the top being such a loose and ridiculous term when I think about it now) was over. I retreated back to the UK and moved back in with my parents. I wasn't busto but like I say, I was kinda dead. I did go out of Macau kind of with a bang, playing huge and playing hands terribly like this..
http://forumserver.twoplustwo.com/15...k-hkd-1416454/ - why again was I frequently playing for $100ks?
2014 SNE is pointless and Australia is fun
At the start of 2014 I'd left my live in Macau at the end of February, I was back at my parents house and I deposited $20k on Pokerstars with the plan to make a run at SNE. Two things happened, my eyesight worsened and I didnt think playing online poker was particularly helping it and I realised that SNE really sucks, in my humble opinion of course. I also could never avoid jumping into 25/50 Zoom every time Gus sat or even like MammasaidTko. Grinding 6 hours of zoom everyday at $1/2 to lap up VPPs and then go through bi weekly real money swings of playing huge, weeeellll, it's not that good for the mind. I went pretty busto and gave up the SNE grind and flew to sunny Australia. Primarily to playing $1/2/5 and live in Sydney. Within 2 months I was playing $400/800. Aus was pretty fun, I spent too much time, as always, in the ****ing casino. Same as Macau. I mean one thing that is pointless if you're always gonna remain busto, is spending all the time playing poker. Doesn't even leave any memories. Anyway in Sydney it was fun, I'd win $50-100K every few weeks and then lose it again quickly after. It culminated in me getting into a private game in Sydney that had a bunch of gangsters running it and playing in it. I won $191k one night in a 25/50 game. I eventually got paid out for $70k of that and was scammed out of the remaining $121k. With that I decided to leave Sydney and probably not return again.
So seriously, what did I get from Poker?
Well now it's 2015, this year I stared the year winning like £125k pretty fast, live felt good. Since, I've been doing it all back in back in either through degenerate gambling or through just losing at poker. I haven't been winning at live poker since Vegas and thusly I'm pretty busto again. I created this PG&C in the hopes that I'd perhaps change my ways and let's be honest, I really haven't.
THIS IS THE CRUX. THE POST HAS BEEN ABOUT WHAT POKER HAS DONE FOR ME. THE ANSWER IS REALISTICALLY NOT A LOT. I REMEMBER PLAYING $100/200 3 HANDED WITH JAYP-AA IN VEGAS 2 YEAR A GO, WE CHATTED ABOUT OUR LIVES IN POKER. I TOLD HIM ABOUT AMERICA AND MACAU AND STUFF AND HE SAID 'WOW, YOU'VE HAD AN AMAZING LIFE BECAUSE OF POKER'. AT THE TIME I THOUGHT 'F**K YEAH, WHAT A LEGEND I AM'. THE TRUTH WAS ALBEIT ACROSS A FEW DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE WORLD ALL I'D BEEN DOING WAS PLAYING POKER, NO MEMORIES, JUST POKER.
SO I GUESS THE ANSWER IS THAT POKER PROBABLY NEVER REALLY GAVE ME ANYTHING, HOWEVER I CAN'T BE SURE OF THAT. WHAT I CAN BE SURE OF THOUGH IS THAT I NEVER GAVE POKER ENOUGH...AND THAT'S SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT.
TL;DR
CLIFFS: It's probably worthwhile reading this.