Bad beats!! We've all had them. Sometimes it seems they come in bunches. A couple of weeks ago I had aces cracked in an all-in situation two hands in a row. I went from chipped up to rail sitting in a $350 tournament in two hands. Beaten by a flush both times. The first hand we got all in after the flop. I was up against a made flush. Bad read on my part. The second time it happened, I was all in before the flop against A8 offsuit. All this occurred in less than five minutes.
We all have it happen to us seemingly again and again. The only way to stop it is to quit getting it all in ahead. If you're always behind when you get it in, you'll never suffer a bad beat. Doesn't sound like a very good plan does it?
Yet we all know the guy who (if you believe him) never loses a hand unless it's to a bad beat. And he never actually lays a bad beat on anyone else. He ALWAYS gets it in good. I sure wish I were that good at poker. Imagine what it's like to never make a bad read on the other guy. To never make a mistake.
Now, if you'll admit it you actually lay a bad beat on somebody else from time to time. I know I do. And believe it or not, I actually feel bad about it when that happens. I'm sure most people won't believe me but I'd rather take a bad beat than give one. I'm not really saying I feel sympathy for the unlucky guy that just suffered the bad beat that I laid on him. Nor am I saying that I am not happy that I'm still in the tournament as a result of the bad beat. The reality is that I'm embarrassed that I moved on as a result of poor judgement on my part--that I benefited from my own mistake. I'm feeling both embarrassed and guilty. It feels a bit like I cheated. The guy outplayed me and I'm the one still standing.
Now to be fair, the better you are at poker the less often you lay a bad beat on someone and the more often you suffer a bad beat. I'm sure that's why the guy mentioned above makes it sound as though he is ALWAYS the victim of the bad beat. He usually is the victim because he usually gets it in good. Just remember that the opposite side of that equation is equally true---the poor player gives more bad beats than he receives because he usually gets it in bad.
Now here is the question: Do you (we) want the poor player to keep playing? Do we want him at our table? I certainly do. I can't imagine anyone disagreeing with me on this point.
Now, if he just put a bad beat on you and he's feeling a bit embarrassed (or possibly guilty) do you really think it's good long term strategy to add to his embarrassment or guilt? To put him down? To point out how you actually played better than him and were somehow cheated by the poker gods? Think about it. Not only is it poor long term strategy for all of us to put the guy down but it is classless on your part.
If the bad beat didn't eliminate you, say something like "nice hand, sir" and leave it at that. If the bad beat eliminated you, pick up your belongings, wish the guys at the table "good luck" and move on. You're the better player here. Be the bigger man, too.
Show a little class.
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
My first WSOP adventure
Since I don't have any 8mm films to bore you with I'll just tell you about my first trip to the WSOP in Vegas this year. As I've said, I'm not a professional poker player and this really was my first trip to the biggest poker event of the year.
Since I have a day job I only went for a week. I stayed at Harrah's on the strip which was within walking distance of the Venetian and a quick (free) bus ride from the Rio. Several quick observations of things that surprised me before I tell my tale:
1. Harrah's did not impress me. The building seemed old and musky and the room air conditioning didn't work properly. It was equipped with a motion sensor so that it wouldn't run if you weren't in the room. The only problem was that it also wouldn't run if you weren't moving about in the room. It's difficult to get a good night's sleep while moving about enough to keep the air conditioning running--and air conditioning is an absolute must in Vegas. Their poker room was also surprisingly small.
2. As planned, I played several of the deep stack tournaments at The Venetion. While advertised as being in the Venetian, about half of the tournaments are actually in their sister casino The Palazzo. I was really impressed with both of these casinos. Everything about them seemed to be first class.
3. I had been to Vegas once before on vacation and stayed at the Bellagio. I think most people would agree that the Bellagio is still the class of Vegas but I was impressed at the sheer size and scope of the casinos in Vegas. Of course you have to remember that I spend most of my poker playing time in Biloxi and while I wouldn't trade Biloxi for Vegas for all the money in Vegas, Biloxi doesn't hold a candle to Vegas as far as size and scope of facilities.
4. I guess I'm about to show my ignorance here: I didn't realize that there is a maximum buy-in at the small stakes cash games in Vegas. In Biloxi it's not uncommon to see someone sit down at the 2-5 No Limit game with several thousand in front of them. I was surprised when a player was told to pocket some of his chips when he sat down at our table in The Venetian.
Now to tell my tale:
One of the main reasons I was looking forward to playing at the WSOP Main Event Series was to play in the Single Table Tournaments. For whatever reason I've always done pretty well at STT's and had heard that you could play in STT's to your heart's content at The Series. That part was at least true. Multiple STT's are running the whole time. It looked like an STT player's fantasy.
The first day I won a couple of STT's and was up over $1k. Even though the buy-in for these STT's was with real Ben Franklin's, the bulk of the payout for these tournaments was in $500 tournament entry chips. I had two of them at the end of the first day and sold them without much fuss the next morning.
By the end of the second day I was up over $5k and had ten $500 chips to sell. Here is where the problem started. I positioned myself near the buy-in cage for tournament entry and started hawking my chips. To my surprise most of the people that I tried to sell them to didn't know what I was trying to sell and treated me like some kind of scam artist. At first I wrote this off to their inexperience and didn't think much about it. Then one of these people went into the cage area and "reported" me to the security guard. The guard came out and informed me that I couldn't sell the chips in the vicinity of the cage. At first I took this as friendly advice and asked him where I should sell them. I'm not sure what happened then---maybe he took my remark as being sarcastic??--but he proceeded to inform me that he was supposed to "confiscate your chips and have you arrested for panhandling" and advised me that he would do so if I persisted.
So far I've avoided ever being incarcerated or even arrested and I've certainly never been accused of panhandling. Here I was over a thousand miles from home and some guy with a badge was threatening to have me arrested. I was also in a quandrie--I had to sell these chips. They accounted for a large portion of my bankroll for the trip and I certainly didn't want to bring them back to Mississippi as souvenirs.
Fortunately, I met an acquaintance who knew some people and offered to sell the chips for me. As it turned out, though, he then "borrowed" $500 from me. I've seen him several times since then and he hasn't offered to pay me back so I guess I paid a 10% fee for his help.
The good folks at WSOP don't have to worry about my playing in any more of their Single Table Tournaments.
Just for the record, the above described ordeal put me on tilt. It takes a lot to put me on tilt. In fact, I believe this was the first time. In the end, I blew my winnings and ended up almost exactly even for the trip.
Until later.
Since I have a day job I only went for a week. I stayed at Harrah's on the strip which was within walking distance of the Venetian and a quick (free) bus ride from the Rio. Several quick observations of things that surprised me before I tell my tale:
1. Harrah's did not impress me. The building seemed old and musky and the room air conditioning didn't work properly. It was equipped with a motion sensor so that it wouldn't run if you weren't in the room. The only problem was that it also wouldn't run if you weren't moving about in the room. It's difficult to get a good night's sleep while moving about enough to keep the air conditioning running--and air conditioning is an absolute must in Vegas. Their poker room was also surprisingly small.
2. As planned, I played several of the deep stack tournaments at The Venetion. While advertised as being in the Venetian, about half of the tournaments are actually in their sister casino The Palazzo. I was really impressed with both of these casinos. Everything about them seemed to be first class.
3. I had been to Vegas once before on vacation and stayed at the Bellagio. I think most people would agree that the Bellagio is still the class of Vegas but I was impressed at the sheer size and scope of the casinos in Vegas. Of course you have to remember that I spend most of my poker playing time in Biloxi and while I wouldn't trade Biloxi for Vegas for all the money in Vegas, Biloxi doesn't hold a candle to Vegas as far as size and scope of facilities.
4. I guess I'm about to show my ignorance here: I didn't realize that there is a maximum buy-in at the small stakes cash games in Vegas. In Biloxi it's not uncommon to see someone sit down at the 2-5 No Limit game with several thousand in front of them. I was surprised when a player was told to pocket some of his chips when he sat down at our table in The Venetian.
Now to tell my tale:
One of the main reasons I was looking forward to playing at the WSOP Main Event Series was to play in the Single Table Tournaments. For whatever reason I've always done pretty well at STT's and had heard that you could play in STT's to your heart's content at The Series. That part was at least true. Multiple STT's are running the whole time. It looked like an STT player's fantasy.
The first day I won a couple of STT's and was up over $1k. Even though the buy-in for these STT's was with real Ben Franklin's, the bulk of the payout for these tournaments was in $500 tournament entry chips. I had two of them at the end of the first day and sold them without much fuss the next morning.
By the end of the second day I was up over $5k and had ten $500 chips to sell. Here is where the problem started. I positioned myself near the buy-in cage for tournament entry and started hawking my chips. To my surprise most of the people that I tried to sell them to didn't know what I was trying to sell and treated me like some kind of scam artist. At first I wrote this off to their inexperience and didn't think much about it. Then one of these people went into the cage area and "reported" me to the security guard. The guard came out and informed me that I couldn't sell the chips in the vicinity of the cage. At first I took this as friendly advice and asked him where I should sell them. I'm not sure what happened then---maybe he took my remark as being sarcastic??--but he proceeded to inform me that he was supposed to "confiscate your chips and have you arrested for panhandling" and advised me that he would do so if I persisted.
So far I've avoided ever being incarcerated or even arrested and I've certainly never been accused of panhandling. Here I was over a thousand miles from home and some guy with a badge was threatening to have me arrested. I was also in a quandrie--I had to sell these chips. They accounted for a large portion of my bankroll for the trip and I certainly didn't want to bring them back to Mississippi as souvenirs.
Fortunately, I met an acquaintance who knew some people and offered to sell the chips for me. As it turned out, though, he then "borrowed" $500 from me. I've seen him several times since then and he hasn't offered to pay me back so I guess I paid a 10% fee for his help.
The good folks at WSOP don't have to worry about my playing in any more of their Single Table Tournaments.
Just for the record, the above described ordeal put me on tilt. It takes a lot to put me on tilt. In fact, I believe this was the first time. In the end, I blew my winnings and ended up almost exactly even for the trip.
Until later.
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