Friday, May 2, 2008
When Your Best is Behind You
....fatigue. My bugbear. Being tired puts me on tilt. :D
I wonder how long a session I can pull off with optimal play. Had the conscious realization last night that I was starting to play weak-tight around the 6th hour of live play @ the LongHorn.
After donkeying (I have an OESD!! You're all-in! I callz and winzz LOLOL) into chipleader position in a $60 freezeout, I found QQ in MP with 5 left and limped. Two other players limped, and both shorties in the blinds shoved. My chips left a smoking line on the felt as I rammed them into the pot and tabled Sigfried & Roy. Up against A6o and KT0, my Hoes found a third friend on the turn, and I was the overwhelming chipleader as we broke the bubble.
More interested in getting to the cash game, we split it inequally. Fuggit. It's more +EV to keep playing than battle it out over the final $90 or whatever.
Anyway, I love being fresh. Rested. Creative. Involved. Observant. Exactly the qualities that I lose come the 5th or 6th hour of poker.
I take that back.
It's when I start to become crushed by negativity that I get mopey and fatigued. When I chastise myself internally by making a poor play, or when I'm bored with my 15th hand of Q3sooooooooted.
I hate to say it, but there are times that live poker bores me. Bores the SHIT out of me. Mostly when the table isn't interacting, and people have their shades/iPod plugged in, and are trying to 'outplay' each other, or not give off tells or some other wannabe WSOP shit. Bitch, please.
When I'm bored, I tire faster. When I'm tired, I sometimes play first-level, weak-tight. I don't feel badly admitting this because everybody else follows the same pattern. Limp-calling PF and check-calling postflop increases by 300% after 12am. One play that I would make at 9:30p had a 75% chance of working, and maybe only a 30% chance after midnight as people would get tired, stop thinking and call off their chips in bad spots.
There were a few times I felt frustrated by the table dynamics, but I couldn't verbalize this concept to myself and take advantage of it by adjusting to the game. It's very hard for me to tell when I'm reverting to weak-tight play -- it's almost comparable to a drunk's inability to comprehend his reduced reaction time.
lol.
I spend so much time thinking about this game that I sometimes refuse to admit that I'm getting bored. Subconscious refusal to spit upon a subject so heavily invested in. BUT, there's nothing wrong with admitting boredom or fatigue. Sometimes, your best is just behind you, and there's no shame in getting up from a table -- even when you feel that you're one of the smarter players there.
I wonder how long a session I can pull off with optimal play. Had the conscious realization last night that I was starting to play weak-tight around the 6th hour of live play @ the LongHorn.
After donkeying (I have an OESD!! You're all-in! I callz and winzz LOLOL) into chipleader position in a $60 freezeout, I found QQ in MP with 5 left and limped. Two other players limped, and both shorties in the blinds shoved. My chips left a smoking line on the felt as I rammed them into the pot and tabled Sigfried & Roy. Up against A6o and KT0, my Hoes found a third friend on the turn, and I was the overwhelming chipleader as we broke the bubble.
More interested in getting to the cash game, we split it inequally. Fuggit. It's more +EV to keep playing than battle it out over the final $90 or whatever.
Anyway, I love being fresh. Rested. Creative. Involved. Observant. Exactly the qualities that I lose come the 5th or 6th hour of poker.
I take that back.
It's when I start to become crushed by negativity that I get mopey and fatigued. When I chastise myself internally by making a poor play, or when I'm bored with my 15th hand of Q3sooooooooted.
I hate to say it, but there are times that live poker bores me. Bores the SHIT out of me. Mostly when the table isn't interacting, and people have their shades/iPod plugged in, and are trying to 'outplay' each other, or not give off tells or some other wannabe WSOP shit. Bitch, please.
When I'm bored, I tire faster. When I'm tired, I sometimes play first-level, weak-tight. I don't feel badly admitting this because everybody else follows the same pattern. Limp-calling PF and check-calling postflop increases by 300% after 12am. One play that I would make at 9:30p had a 75% chance of working, and maybe only a 30% chance after midnight as people would get tired, stop thinking and call off their chips in bad spots.
There were a few times I felt frustrated by the table dynamics, but I couldn't verbalize this concept to myself and take advantage of it by adjusting to the game. It's very hard for me to tell when I'm reverting to weak-tight play -- it's almost comparable to a drunk's inability to comprehend his reduced reaction time.
lol.
I spend so much time thinking about this game that I sometimes refuse to admit that I'm getting bored. Subconscious refusal to spit upon a subject so heavily invested in. BUT, there's nothing wrong with admitting boredom or fatigue. Sometimes, your best is just behind you, and there's no shame in getting up from a table -- even when you feel that you're one of the smarter players there.
# posted by OneGreenChip : 8:05 AM
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