Los viernes y sábados por la noche-madrugada es el mejor tiempo para los poker pros para jugar en los casinos en Las Vegas. Miles de turistas arriban semana a semana los viernes por la tarde a Las Vegas para divertirse sacando a relucir su 2a. y 3a. personalidad, para irse los domingos y volver a su lugar de origen con su rutina y su 1a. personalidad; en el intermedio divirtiéndose a morir y dejando una buena cantidad de dinero en los casinos. En las Vegas hay turistas todos los días, pero no en la cantidad en que se dejan venir los fines de semana, así que esos son los días en que voy a jugar mas.
Este viernes no fue excepción, aunque en realidad empece algo tarde a jugar, llegue a la 1AM del "viernes" al Aria, y rápidamente procedí a sentarme en un juego de 2-5 No Limit. Compre $500 en fichas y ni habia terminado de acomodarme cuando le doy una ojeada a mi primera mano, par de reyes, me encanta KK, creo que es mi mano favorita (después de AA obvio), una señora de semblante inofensivo en sus 50's en early position hace raise a 15, llega a mi y la subo a 60, todos se tiran y la señora llama.
Una perspectiva en Español del fantastico mundo del poker, y de algunas otras andanzas en mi vida de professional gambler.
Showing posts with label Poker Discipline. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 23, 2006
This is the business we've chosen: The long ride to play one hand
The second day of the invitational started today at 6:30 PM (PST); since we're staying at a Anaheim hotel near Disneyland, usually this means a 20-25 minutes drive, but this is LA, so I was expecting a 90 minutes drive, since yesterday it took that long to arrive to Commerce Casino, it took "only" one hour this time, and I was ready to play.
Blinds were 600-1200 with 200 ante, so 3600 each pot and round; with 9800 my M was really low, still I don't get desperate in these situations, since I know good players are just waiting to take advantage of the low stacks desperate moves. I folded my first 3 hands, T2, J2 and 93; now I had to put the 1200 big blind; UTG raised to 2700, kind of weird raise, folded to me and I was very happy to find AK, of course I went AI for 9000 total, he had to call 6300, I was pretty sure he was going to call, but I liked my chances, he thought for a while and then called. Of course you need to think when you're calling with A3c; the "race" was on and I was just happy to double up so fast or so I thought, because the happiness ended with a 3 in the flop and I was out for the nth time in my first AI of the tourney. He said the usual "sorry", I said the usual "nice hand" (like we both mean it) and I drove back to the hotel after my glorious 2nd day showing, in the way back I could not help but to think in the words of Hyman Roth in the Godfather Part II, one of the best movies ever; after Michael Corleone asked him, who gave the order to kill him:
"There was this kid I grew up with - he was younger than me. Sorta looked up to me - you know. We did our first work together - worked our way out of the street. Things were good, we made the most of it. During Prohibition - we ran molasses into Canada - made a fortune - you father, too. As much as anyone, I loved him - and trusted him. Later on he had an idea - to build a city out of a desert stop-over for GI's on the way to the West Coast. That kid's name was Moe Green - and the city he invented was Las Vegas. This was a great man - a man of vision and guts. And there isn't even a plaque - or a signpost - or a statue of him in that town! Someone put a bullet through his eye. No one knows who gave the order - when I heard it, I wasn't angry; I knew Moe - I knew he was head-strong, talking loud, saying stupid things. So when he turned up dead - I let it go. And I said to myself, this is the business we've chosen - I didn't ask who gave the order - because it had nothing to do with business! "
So, you don't cry, you don't ask why you keep getting bad beats in WPT events. You don't ask who gave the order.
This is the business we've chosen.
Blinds were 600-1200 with 200 ante, so 3600 each pot and round; with 9800 my M was really low, still I don't get desperate in these situations, since I know good players are just waiting to take advantage of the low stacks desperate moves. I folded my first 3 hands, T2, J2 and 93; now I had to put the 1200 big blind; UTG raised to 2700, kind of weird raise, folded to me and I was very happy to find AK, of course I went AI for 9000 total, he had to call 6300, I was pretty sure he was going to call, but I liked my chances, he thought for a while and then called. Of course you need to think when you're calling with A3c; the "race" was on and I was just happy to double up so fast or so I thought, because the happiness ended with a 3 in the flop and I was out for the nth time in my first AI of the tourney. He said the usual "sorry", I said the usual "nice hand" (like we both mean it) and I drove back to the hotel after my glorious 2nd day showing, in the way back I could not help but to think in the words of Hyman Roth in the Godfather Part II, one of the best movies ever; after Michael Corleone asked him, who gave the order to kill him:
"There was this kid I grew up with - he was younger than me. Sorta looked up to me - you know. We did our first work together - worked our way out of the street. Things were good, we made the most of it. During Prohibition - we ran molasses into Canada - made a fortune - you father, too. As much as anyone, I loved him - and trusted him. Later on he had an idea - to build a city out of a desert stop-over for GI's on the way to the West Coast. That kid's name was Moe Green - and the city he invented was Las Vegas. This was a great man - a man of vision and guts. And there isn't even a plaque - or a signpost - or a statue of him in that town! Someone put a bullet through his eye. No one knows who gave the order - when I heard it, I wasn't angry; I knew Moe - I knew he was head-strong, talking loud, saying stupid things. So when he turned up dead - I let it go. And I said to myself, this is the business we've chosen - I didn't ask who gave the order - because it had nothing to do with business! "
So, you don't cry, you don't ask why you keep getting bad beats in WPT events. You don't ask who gave the order.
This is the business we've chosen.
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