Sooo….. I was playing a tourney last night (pre-KK disaster) trying to remain disciplined. Not THAT sort, I meant avoiding the tilt or playing garbage. In tourneys with slow climbing blinds, it is difficult to not play ‘any’ hand, if just to alleviate the boredom (now I know why people multi-table).
Still, with 20 chip BB’s and a stack of 75 to 100 BB’s, you WANT to play hands. This is especially worse if you’ve just finished a game, and you are still pumped up. No, not THAT sort of 'pumped up'. Refer to my earlier ‘Not THAT’ note.
Anyway, I decided to play tight for a bit. My reasoning was, if I didn’t play absolute garbage for three hands, I could then risk 3BB on only moderate garbage. It’s not a great system, but it eases my conscience. Whilst playing tight, I had a period of getting some decent hands mixed in with the garbage. Decent being something like AT off or KQ suited. As it happened (to steal a now ‘free to the public domain’ catchphrase) I noticed that my betting was taking on a kind of routine. I was betting, say, 200 with really good stuff and calling raises or betting around 100 with generally good stuff. As things played out, a lot of these hands went to showdown. (Hey, I’m not letting go of any pair over 55, just because the board has four hearts). Which reminds, me, I saw my first ‘Charlie on a treadmill’ last night. AKA a royal flush. Nothing to do with this blog, but hey, everyone remembers their first time (Recheck the ‘Not THAT’ note, and this time take notice.)
Anyway, this began me thinking (hmm.. that sounds like the first line of a Reggae song….odd), if I can see a pattern in my playing, maybe the other players can too. I then started to mix it up a little. Varying bet sizes and throwing in a few dodgy hands. I figured that would put them off the scent, faster than a Broadchurch scriptwriter.
It was about then that I noticed the guy two seats to my left, would always bet 2½ BB, when on the button with no other raisers. There would usually be folds from the blinds, but if he was 3-bet, he would fold. I now knew his game.
OMG, I’m almost a card sharp. I’d got this guy’s number. I figured that I’d have him next time. I just needed to get through this KK hand….
In summary, maybe if I kept an eye on the game a bit more, instead of watching the TV when I’d folded, I might pick up a bit more info to help me play a little better? The moral of the story being, you’re in the hand even when you’ve folded.
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Same Old, Same Old
Sooo….. I was playing a tourney last night (pre-KK disaster) trying to remain disciplined. Not THAT sort, I meant avoiding the tilt or playing garbage. In tourneys with slow climbing blinds, it is difficult to not play ‘any’ hand, if just to alleviate the boredom (now I know why people multi-table).
Still, with 20 chip BB’s and a stack of 75 to 100 BB’s, you WANT to play hands. This is especially worse if you’ve just finished a game, and you are still pumped up. No, not THAT sort of 'pumped up'. Refer to my earlier ‘Not THAT’ note.
Anyway, I decided to play tight for a bit. My reasoning was, if I didn’t play absolute garbage for three hands, I could then risk 3BB on only moderate garbage. It’s not a great system, but it eases my conscience. Whilst playing tight, I had a period of getting some decent hands mixed in with the garbage. Decent being something like AT off or KQ suited. As it happened (to steal a now ‘free to the public domain’ catchphrase) I noticed that my betting was taking on a kind of routine. I was betting, say, 200 with really good stuff and calling raises or betting around 100 with generally good stuff. As things played out, a lot of these hands went to showdown. (Hey, I’m not letting go of any pair over 55, just because the board has four hearts). Which reminds, me, I saw my first ‘Charlie on a treadmill’ last night. AKA a royal flush. Nothing to do with this blog, but hey, everyone remembers their first time (Recheck the ‘Not THAT’ note, and this time take notice.)
Anyway, this began me thinking (hmm.. that sounds like the first line of a Reggae song….odd), if I can see a pattern in my playing, maybe the other players can too. I then started to mix it up a little. Varying bet sizes and throwing in a few dodgy hands. I figured that would put them off the scent, faster than a Broadchurch scriptwriter.
It was about then that I noticed the guy two seats to my left, would always bet 2½ BB, when on the button with no other raisers. There would usually be folds from the blinds, but if he was 3-bet, he would fold. I now knew his game.
OMG, I’m almost a card sharp. I’d got this guy’s number. I figured that I’d have him next time. I just needed to get through this KK hand….
In summary, maybe if I kept an eye on the game a bit more, instead of watching the TV when I’d folded, I might pick up a bit more info to help me play a little better? The moral of the story being, you’re in the hand even when you’ve folded.
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