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Oct Update

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Worst month this year -23,990 total, played 173 hours. I was sick the first week of the month and had to sit out. I waited until I was 100% to play and there was a ton of action so I got good volume in. I was fortunate enough to get in some big games and it didn't go well. Everything hinged on a few dozen hours of play, it's frustrating when I run bad in these great spots but it is what it is. It could've been worse I guess.



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Rough month mate. Good news is you have two left in the year and a couple equally as big (except in the green) months and you'll be laughing.

i had a rough 2 weeks at the start of October. I went down $6000 and than the last 2 weeks I went up $8000 - it will turn around.

You seem to have a good mental game, any tips?

I mean have you ever had a downswing that felt like life had literally decided you weren't going to win another hand of poker?

I've had my fair share of ups and downs and always thought I had decent mental game but lately (last ~1K hours) it actually feels like the deck is stacked. Never experienced this before (brag?) and its starting to get to me.

Stop caring.

Sick thread OP, you're a beast

You need some kind of key to the spoilers.

Like, winning session equals tits, losing session equals ass.

I'll be ok no matter what I think. I've had long stretches where I didn't make any money from poker and short spans where I was just on fire. This sample that's represented itt is meaningful for a lot of reasons and I will def have some takeaways when I reflect back on it. This should help me make better decisions next year with how I approach both poker and IRL stuff.
Glad to hear. I have all the confidence in the world that this is going to be the case.
I have made strides in this area only recently so idk if I'm ready to be giving out tips. My mental game went from extremely bad to mediocre over the course of 5-6 years. I did what I could on my own and the end result was someone who was extremely stressed out and had trouble keeping my composure at the table when I faced adversity. I think when you spend a lot of your time around live pros who play the same games as you it's easy to settle for mediocrity bc most of them are not excelling in this area. You look around and you're doing about the same as they are or slightly better so you think that's acceptable. You also sit shoulder to shoulder with these guys for months and years and a lot of their bad habits rub off on you without you even realizing it.

I've had some REAL bad stretches. MTT variance is about the cruelest thing you can imagine. Since I've been playing cash games I've def had some tough times but I think 1k hours isn't anything to really worry yourself over. Things just get compounded when you're down and you lose confidence, start 2nd guessing yourself etc.
tyty. There's def a lot of truth to this and a good eg is if you dropped down 2 stakes below your regular games hm would u care about the money being won/lost? Hm would you be stressed out if you ran terribad? Most likely you'd be able to keep your cool no matter what occurs. The flip side is if you don't care much it's easy to fall into the trap of being lackadaisical and that could leak into your strategy ingame even on a subconscious level.


Not a terrible idea.

Cool thread. Good challenge and volume. You're right about 1k hours, too. The quicker you can realize it means very little (as gross as that may feel live) the better you'll play. The people that are still around and winning in poker have a strong mental game.

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Good luck in Novemeber Op! Looks like you're due for a heater soon.

Thanks

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Robbed

There have been times where people have stolen from me. For a long time I used this as justification for my own actions. Having been on both sides I can honestly say I regret ever having stolen anything and I wish I could take it all back.

When I first started smoking weed I always went to the same guy Carl and I never had to deal with anyone else. I had gotten used to smoking everyday and when he told me he didn't have any one day I didn't know what to do. I talked to some kids at school and someone directed me to a guy named Clark. I went to his house and he said he didn't have any but his friend could get some. His friend came over, asked how much I wanted and took the money to get me an ounce and just never returned. I later found out he was a meth addict and could never be trusted with money. I didn't even consider retaliation at the time and just wrote it off as a loss. I did hold a grudge against Clark, surely he knew this guy wouldn't get me weed and about his drug addiction.

Years later I had been dealing with Clark some and it didn't make sense for me to stop because of a mistake he'd made when we were younger. I never went out of my way to get him back. One night we were at Will's house and were considering going to a party. A guy named Wally came over to the house to get something. Me Wally and Will were upstairs in his room taking care of whatever he needed and he mentioned how he wanted to **** Clark up for some reason. Will told him not to start anything at his house and said we were gonna go to a party and if he wanted to follow us and get him there he didn't care. We all get in our cars and head to the party and I end up riding with Clark. As we were on the way to the party I considered telling him about what Wally had said because he had been cool all these years. I couldn't help but think he had been in on me being robbed before and decided to just let him walk into it.

He parked his truck on the street in front of the house. We had to wait and see if we could get into the party so we started smoking in the car. Wally walks up to the drivers side, knocks on the glass and tells him to get out. Clark said he doesn't want any problems and isn't going to get out. He starts demanding he puts the window down and threatens to break the glass. Clark puts the window down and immediately starts getting hit. Wally unlocks the door, opens it and tells him to get out. As soon as Clark set one foot on the ground Wally slammed the car door on his leg. Clark fell on the ground in a slump and got the **** kicked out of him. We see blue lights and Will yells for us to go. All three of us ran through the woods to the next street where Wally had parked his car and took off.

My friend Ryan who had the same car as me in high school had these buddies and they were all bums. None of them ever had any money and would struggle to scrape up like $20 between the 3 of them. They always wanted to smoke and would be hounding me for blunts and small bags on the front and **** like that. Most people I would tell to **** off but Ryan had hooked me up and these guys could get me into parties sometimes so I would endure it. Ryan's car was a 2 seater and they would pile all 3 into it somehow to come to my house after school. I would always make jokes about who had the stickshift up their ass this time etc. They'd either buy a small amount of ****ty weed or I'd front them a few grams to pay me back later. These guys would roll Philly blunts after picking the seeds out and blow shotguns to each other and cough their lungs out on my back porch before my mom got home from work. I couldn't wait for them to leave so I could smoke good weed by myself. The weed I would give them I just had laying out in my room and they saw where I kept it. I also had a billfold there with a few hundred dollars. If neighborhood kids wanted it I'd take it from there and transfer money from the billfold to my wall stash once it got to be enough. One day I came home to find the bag I had laying out and the money gone. I first assumed my mom had taken it, once she came home and didn't say anything I knew I had been robbed. I heard a rumor that one of Ryan's friends had gotten some girl to drive him there while I was still at school. We lived in a secluded area and my mom wouldn't lock the doors when she went to work. He denied it when I confronted him about it and I could never be sure who was responsible. I stopped leaving money out and hid the weed better.

There was a guy in my class named Mike who looked kind of similiar to me. Our teacher would always get us confused because our last names were almost identical too. There was a girl he was seeing that I would talk to in class because she sat next to me. I would give her rides home from school when she wanted to buy something and chill at her house sometimes and smoke. I didn't wanna hook up with her at all and sometimes I'd be over there and Mike would come by and act all weird about it and get jealous. I just wanted her money but he saw things a different way. I heard this guy was talking **** and none of his group of friends would **** with me. They all went through someone else.

One day I was over at Will's place and he said this guy Mike wanted to get some pills. He asked me if I knew him and I was like "yeah **** that guy he's always talking **** because he thinks I **** his ugly girlfriend". Will decided to just rob him and grabbed some Niacin he used when he had to get drug tested. E-pills would be named after the stamp on them and since these were just plain white pills he told Mike he had some "clouds". We told him to meet me at the end of the road by my house and when we pulled up they had a whole carload of people. Will ended up selling him twice what he had asked for because he gave him a great "deal". Niacin has a bunch of side effects and we laughed about how they would all be itching and red if they ate them all.

One day the guy Mike got his drugs from contacted me to get some weed. I thought it was kind of strange but money is money so I told him to come pick me up. Him and his friend pull up in a 5 series bimmer and I tell them to take me to my house. They put the music up and we drive there without saying a word. I go in the house and get everything I had at the time. I didn't plan on being home for a while and I had other people coming to meet me. I get in the car and they take me back to where they had picked me up. I give them what they wanted and he puts it away and tells me to get out of the car. I was shocked that this was happening and didn't know how to react. What I gave them I couldn't have payed more than $30 for and I had at least 20x as much and a 10mm in my backpack. I hated the idea of getting punked and thought about doing something heroic but decided against it. I call Will and told him what happened and how I thought it was retaliation for us robbing Mike. He called the guys who robbed me and said he had fronted it to me and he wanted it back. He made them deliver it to his house.

Once Mitchell's cousin was locked up I didn't have anyone else. It was more difficult to make contacts once I had gotten clean. People tended to trust you more if you did drugs with them. For a while I relied on Mitchell to do this for me and it was mutually beneficial for us. Once he started ****ing everyone over it became tougher. He wasn't just stealing from people but he was beating people up on prices as well. He became someone that you only dealt with if you had no other choice.

There was a girl I had been dealing with for a while. She was in college and I suspected she ****ed up the weed at some point. She started only coming to meet me with other people so I assumed she had it all sold ahead of time and wouldn't be able to settle for the last time if I didn't front her again. It didn't matter to me money was still coming in, I didn't need to settle with her anyway so I never asked. One of the guys who would come with her said he had a guy I could meet. I decided to test it out and told him I'd pick him up one day and we'd see. I drove him to meet his guy and gave him a few k and he came back with it. The price wasn't good so I had gone 1/2 with someone else. I took him to the guys house I had gone in with and we walk into the house and what he had was not weed. We searched him and he had nothing but his phone and wallet. We both made it very clear to him that we had given HIM money. HE was the person that was supposed to come back. HE would make good on it. He tried to say he would call his guy and pay us if he could get it back etc. I told him to find his own way home and let me know when he had it. I had enough at my place to cover my friends 1/2 so he followed me there and I gave it to him. He felt bad and offered to split the loss but I told him it was on me for trusting this clown and I would eat it all if we couldn't recover it.

Days passed and nothing. I called him over and over until he blocked my number. Eventually I got fed up and just sat at his house. His car was in the driveway so I waited for him. Once he came out of the house and got in his car I followed him. I kept my distance with some cars between us and at some point he made a U-turn. As he passed my car we made eye contact and I turned after him. He starts just driving back and forth on the same street. After a while of this he pulls into a shopping center and parks his car. I stop and this old man that could've been his father comes out of nowhere waving his fist at me and yelling. I drove off thinking the kind of person that would call their parents over this sort of thing was very likely a snitch. I also thought the chances of him getting robbed himself and not being in on it were pretty high at this point.

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As a professional poker player you should be looking to avoid variance and reduce it whenever possible. I won't be flipping for hundreds or thousands of dollars unless it is somehow +EV. I will stake a 2p2er in the tournament of their choice up to 1,000 USD buyin(plus rake) with a 80/20 split in their favor.

RULES

If I do any flips like this I will make a post saying so. The first poster to quote it and say the tournament they plan on playing wins.

Gla

Youre saying you'll stake me if you don't make your $150k goal?

I am going to play the big $3.30 on sunday.

Nah that's unrealistic, there's a decent chance I won't be able to keep up this volume through the end of the year. If I do anymore flips like that I'll stake someone
Tid

I will be openshoving 100% of hands too so it will really hurt.

Good update. Seems I've been far luckier than you re all of this. Would love to see more posts like this.