I generally never forget bad memories or confrontations. I can forgive, but never forget. I tend to dwell on these things - keep constant reminders, which keeps the fire going inside of me for self-contained rage.
Typically, when I sit down to the poker table, I bring out my iPhone, open up my built-in Notes app, and register the date and time along with how many chips I purchased. This way, I can have a tally of what I started with and then when the night ends, the time and count of what I ended with. I also keep any notes from the session in there. I've been holding a particular note since January of this year and wanted to get it out on the virtual ink for all to see and feel sorry for. Well, maybe you don't need to read it, and definitely don't feel sorry - it is indeed a multitude of bat beat stories by the same guy, but perhaps writing them out will help me get over what is now going on a year's past memory.
So I'm sitting at 1/2 Live! all the way back in January. I'm continually abused by the deck there, and I'm finally starting to get cards during my session. A guy sitting across from me - mid 50's - has been somewhat aggro, opening a bunch of pots, looking pretty smarmy. As he's been doing, he opens to $7. One caller and it folds to me. I'm sitting with $225 and look down at AA. I act / move to fold my hand and then "pretend realize" that dude opened for $7. I pull back my cards and "think" for awhile. I carve out some chips and put out $40 - yes, from $7 to $40 3bet. The act that I was trying to perform was looking at him, seeing who is doing the raising, then trying to bluff 3bet him off his supposed better hand... He takes the bait and calls the $40 out of position. Flop comes a perfect JJ8cc and he leads for $30. Happily, I raise to $100 and he shoves. I snap call and am shown JTo. H even has the nerve to say to me "What did you think I had!??!?!??!" Seriously? I. hate. this. guy.
Probably 15 hands later, he raises to $9, and Iopt to just call with 9h7h from the BTN - 4 others do as well. Flop comes A 9 7r and a mid position player open shoves for $52. He snap calls the $52 and action is to me. I reshove for $121 more and he again snaps that off. I'm shown AK vs. A8 vs my 2 pair. Do I need to tell you that K on the turn seals the deal for me? Of course! Like clockwork! I. now. hate. this. place. and. hate. him.
I keep these two hand histories in my notes as a reminder of three things:
1. I am not owed anything from poker. Just because I get my money in (or in the first case, my implied money) as a strong favorite (I also think of Josie's session last week with Tony where she 3bet to $80 with AA and Tony called with 45s whose play angers me by proxy) doesn't mean that I'm the winner. In fact, if that statement were the case, the fish would not play the game anymore.
2. Remember the good times and the times when my hands held. Statistically, those hands occur far more often, but they're far more difficult to remember. Let those bad beat hands simmer within me and drive me to continue to never be on the opposite end; i.e. be the shark and not the fish.
3. Don't feel bad when I am on the opposite end; when I'm the one doing performing the suck out. Sometimes, I'm going to get my money in bad. When I do, I typically feel dirty about it - as if it's acceptable for everyone else, but not for me. Get over that feeling - one simply cannot play perfect poker and always get the money in ahead. So long as it's the exception and not the rule, keep playing.
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