I’m better than this…..aren’t I?
Posted on August 16th, 2010
Categories: Poker.
Another loss in the books. I am really getting upset/worried.
I used to say that the cards don’t matter that much in 5 card draw. I still think that to be true for the most part. But the thing is, they do matter when you play against specific players. When you get to showdown a ton, you better show up with a better hand. Well the better hand always seems to be on the wrong side of the table for me lately.
I feel like this is almost a test. It is really making me flip out inside.
If I am going to do this full-time one day, this is something I need to be able to handle. The downs. Though this is one of the worst downswings I have ever been on at the limit 5 card draw tables, I need to just sit back and take a deep breath.
Is it ego that is getting in the way? Maybe it is. I like to think of myself as one of the better 5 card draw players on PokerStars. When I lose heads-up against someone who I feel should not beat me in the long run and then they either do something or say something to basically just rub it in my face, it pisses me off. I’m not going to lie.
It is basically like throwing salt on the wound. I rarely do things or say things in the chatbox to undercut a player. I am not one to do that. But lately I fine myself lowering myself to their level. I need to stop. Take it for however long this bad spell lasts, and enjoy it when they finally stop running unbelievably.
Yes, I had a good July. But I really didn’t outdraw people to the affect that I am getting outdrawn these days. Most of my winning last month came from getting my cards in good and them holding up. In fact, July was one of my better months ever. I just normally don’t put in that many hours. Since I put in more hours, I made more money. But according to my spreadsheet it was not my best month, in terms of hourly rate. But one thing is for sure, this has been the worst month for me at the 5 card draw tables I have ever seen. You name the bad beat, it has happened to me.
It is like a disease too. Today I played the Sunday Million. I finished somewhere below 2000th of the 8000+ players by getting absolutely no cards whatsoever. The finish was good enough for me to bubble and one hand away from cashing. So, to a point, it is a bright spot that I was able to survive that long without any hands.
I was so curious to see just how bad my cards were and see if there was anything I could have done that I uploaded my hand history to PokerXFactor’s hand history replayer just to see what my PUFF was. For those that are not familiar with what PUFF is, it stands for Preflop Unadjusted Fortune Factor. It basically assesses the value of the hands dealt to you before the flop and give you a scale of 0 to 100, 100 being lucky. 0 being absolutely card dead. Average is 50. Well, to make a long story short, my PUFF was 0.
If there was such a thing as PUFF for the 5 card draw tables, this month would probably put me at 20. I don’t say 0, only because when I do get a big hand like a full house, I lose to another full house or 4 of a kind. So, it is pretty much a double-whammy there. Sigh.
I am really sorry to the readers that are having to endure my bad beat stories, but it is what it is. I am just detailing how things are going while I try to reach this goal to 60k. Though I am still ahead of pace (not by much), my chances are not looking good at the moment. I am putting so much pressure on myself to reach this goal that it is just magnifying this downturn.
I probably should take a break, I don’t know. With this goal in place, I have to put in the hours. It is a double-edged sword with no clear path to take.
This goal to 60k represents so much more to me than just making money. It represents my being able to play this game full-time. Leave the workforce that I dread and do something I want to do. This is a test. This will happen if I ever make the leap. I need to not look at a bad week, or even a bad month. I need to look at things as they happen over the course of the year. It is a lesson that I keep telling myself, but admittedly it’s hard to see through the glass at the moment.
Oh, and my night? I lost $1,011.
Running total to 60k: $16,265.18
Pace to 60k: 15k even.


