It‚Äôs decided. Changed my mind. In poker, I‚Äôd rather be lucky than good.
After playing what I felt was some great poker over the past six weeks or so, and consistently having the crap kicked out of me on rivers (‚Äúgetting rivered‚Äù as we call it) or other painful scenarios, the tables finally turned in our weekly WCP game last night‚Ä¶
Figured it would be a good evening after I flopped a straight flush in an unraised pot as the big blind‚Ä¶with someone else flopping a Queen high flush. We‚Äôve had an alarming number of straight flushes in the past few weeks. Not sure if Worm is dealing from the bottom of the deck, but I‚Äôm not complaining about this one.
Eventually though my stack dwindled. So I had to survive a bunch of all-ins where I was the underdog each time. Luckily, each time I did.
Now of course,
For example, the Addict was on his game last night and had built a monster stack. I‚Äôm under the gun with A-Q and raise. The Addict is big blind and re-raises me, putting me close to all in. I move all in and he calls. I say, ‚ÄúIt‚Äôs either a coin flip or I‚Äôm slaughtered.‚Äù The Addict flips over his A-K.
Sure, I‚Äôm dominated at this stage, but I‚Äôm still going to win this hand about 25% of the time, which just doesn‚Äôt seem right (and a Queen did hit on the flop on this occasion). While these percentages aren‚Äôt shocking news to anyone that plays often, you can still lose sight of the fact that no matter how good your starting hand is, you‚Äôre still very vulnerable with one nasty flip of the card.
As the night wore on, eventually the guy I thought was playing best (the Addict) goes out as me, Colin ‚Äúthe Snake‚Äù, and iPod double-up on him with inferior hands and battle it out from there.
So on a week that I wasn‚Äôt playing as well as I had before, I end up with much better results. Go figure.
Luck, be a river, tonight‚Ä¶