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After a bad morning online, I went to play some brick and mortar 1/2. Within a half an hour at the Venetian, I had won three small to decent pots and was up about 150. Nice. In the next hour and a half, I gave 36 of that back. Table worse and hungry, I cash out. Grab a slice of pizza and head over to the Mirage. I realize I’m tired. So, I watch the 2nd period of the hockey game and get my second wind. A couple hours at the Mirage, I tread water and end up down 40. Back to the Venetian, and I make 4 whole dollars in half an hour at one of the worst tables in the history of poker. Okay, I go home now. A little less than 6 hours of play, and I end up 78 dollars to the good. I should be happy. That’s about 14/hour. I should at least be content. But, no, I’m not. My biggest win since I started tracking my play is $467. I just want one time to sit down and run like God. A sick heater. A mountain of chips. One time. Soon, please.
No interesting hands to discuss, either. Maybe tomorrow.
June 3rd, 2009 at 10:00 am
I am looking forward to the Rio 2-5 cash game recap.
June 3rd, 2009 at 12:43 pm
I hear ya.
It has been forever since i had a huge session.
It seems like the last time in a cash game that I more than tripled my buy in has been like a year… and at 1-2 that is not a totally huge amount… I definitely cant remember the last time I had over a grand at the 1-2 table….
and in a stupid move I have made the decision to play at least 1 session of 2-5nl while in vegas.