Why Do I Choose Such a Sick Life?
The night before the Main…So I thought it would be wise to take yesterday off to gear up for today's Main Event. So I relaxed a bit, paid some bills, did some laundry, hit up Planet Fitness, had stomach curling food at El Nopal w fam, and ended up snoozing to a lame Breaking Dawn movie. Then today, I wake up to the sun blinding my eyes, and my first thought of the day was “today is the day”. .. The Main Event! #Onetime #breakthrough.
The day starts off with bacon and eggs on the Griddle, and a half cap/ half coffee. Once the food settled, I went for a little run to clear my head. The Pandora shuffle during my jog consisted of: Ben Harper, Christian Contemporary, Avett Bros, Phish, and Whiskeytown. Took a shower, did some more laundry (laundry is everyday all day at my house), and then headed down the deadly road of Hwy 111 to the main event.
First Observations- tough table draw, tough field, one loud guy who likes his Budweiser more than life itself-aka “Allstate” (pg.4 post#48), and a lot of people wearing UK gear. The UK game received a lot of attention, and I was glad to see them win. March Madness just isnt the same w/o them. A couple hours later my Cardinals won which earned them coBig East Champs. The day was going good, I was playing close to the best, making some gd plays, and chipping up. At the first break of the tourney, I met a couple 2+2ers. @Hello7027 who played great all day, and just pure classy. Another guy, @onceharby, who I only got to meet for a quick minute, but “the read” I got on him was - cool, funny, respectful.
Made it to Dinner Break of Main- Ate dinner w @emptinpockets, and talked a lil strategy. This guy I met a few weeks ago, and have great respect for his game. He has been crushing the MRPC. After dinner, I went to my car to get some gum so I could defend the onion breath. 50ish players left from 157.
When play resumed, ...players started busting very quickly! Tables were breaking like glass… 6 tables, 5 tables,… 4 tables left. At this time, I started thinking-“finish line time”! The next hand is dealt... I raise 2.5x in ep w AQ, short stack pushes 10big blinds (bbs) w A8o. Everyone but myself folds. And 3bricks on flop, brick on turn, and boom the “Lindsay Lohan 8ball” on the river! So that hurt, but it wasn’t pain staking like the storm ahead...
The Storm- I was hovering around 40k for 4 levels of play. Didn’t have any opportunities to run it up, and was playing cautiously. Many players were 3 betting pre almost every hand, and w my slightly below avg stack I had to tighten up my hand range. After blah for awhile, I was getting anted and blinded to death, and dwindled down to 18bbs with 30ish players left. Positive thinking reminds me that I’m just one “double up” away from an average stack. So no sweat- get it in good, and double up. That’s was plan, and this the hand… I have AdJd in utg+1 with the mindset of limping & may 3 bet shove. Under the gun limps, I limp, Middle position raises 3x. Folded to utg who calls, and I’m thinking this is perfect. If I can dodge the initial raiser, then my shove shd take it down. So I 3bet shove, initial raiser folds, and utg (also overall chip leader) mulls it over for a gd minute. I tell him, “I want a call” as I fig he had something like A10, KQ, or small pairs. I was pretty confident I had best hand, or racing at worse. He calls hesistantly, and tables A
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. Here we go 70% favorite to dub up! I like my chances! Im thinking Im going to double up, and then go after that final table. The flop was beautiful 10 high rainbow. The turn gave villain a flush draw. UH OH! At this point, Im trying not to see the storm on the horizon... And in slow motion the 3 of hearts gracefully touches the felt as my forehead moves towards the soft bumper rail. Another river card for all the marbles! These storms are messing with my head.
So I take the walk of shame, and my brain is not letting me forget about the 3 hearts all the way home. My 9yr old calls, and Im trying to act interested in her cheerful story about what an awesome night she had w mom & sis at a Charity Benefit. But my head is elsewhere thinking of red hearts. The more she talked though, I realized how lucky I have it. Realizing there's no need to be upset… my time will come…keep showing up...dont sweat the small stuff. All of this led me to a verse in the bible. 1Thes5:16 Praise God in ALL circumstances,…
I still hate all Rivers this month,
Ray
Update as of 3/9/13 Cash games = $8,113 on 294 hrs. = $27.6/hr Tourney = -$1790
Last edited by ButterflySymmetry; 03-10-2013 at 03:07 AM.