In a fairly short session of $0.50 – 1.00 NL last night, it seemed like all of my big hands ran into bigger hands. Here is a sample of the carnage.
Could you lay down this hand? Not me. I flopped a set, have a short stack, and going all the way with it! P1 is a huge fish, with VPIP 57 / PFR 11. He had opened for $2 pre-flop, a minimum raise, and I had 3-bet to $6. I was so excited to hit a set on the flop that I only bet $4 into $17, wanting to be sure not to let the fish get away. (Rest of the story: he has A-T.)
How about this one? Not me. Villain is the biggest fish at the table, VPIP 45 / PFR 30, and has made several large river bets, one of which I called and it turned out to be a bluff. Others probably were bluffs as well. He called my opening raise from the BB. I’ve been waiting for a chance to pound this guy. I actually shove the turn, an overbet that is more than the current pot. (Rest of the story: he snap calls with 4s 3s.)
Or this one? Not me. In this hand, P2 raised to $3 pre-flop, and P4 and I both called. Normally I might fold here, as my hand could easily be dominated and I shouldn’t play these cards from out of position. But I’m on tilt, of course, from a horrific session, and want to make up some lost ground. At the moment, these cards look OK, besides it’s only two more dollars.
Ba-da-bing! I flop two pair. Time to make up some lost ground? Or worry about P4 having exactly Q-J? He is another fish, with VPIP 42 / PRF 0. (Hint: as it turns out, he does not have Q-J.) When he raises on the turn, it looks more like a K-Q or K-J holding, and with his short stack I decide to put him all in. (Rest of the story: he as T-T.)
Year-to-date online results: (- $365)
Month-to-date online results: + $435