Poker blog 3/2/2013, Saturday
Got my ass kicked last night at the
Sands. I deserved it too, I played like a donk. Got a seat as soon as
I got there, sat down all wound up from the drive, the coffee, the
Diet Coke. About the second had I get pocket KK in the BB and UTG+1
raises it to $11 and gets two callers before getting back to me. For
a brief moment I think of re-raising to isolate, then either greed or
fear slow me down and I just call. I do remember thinking “it's a
raised pot already, so my opponents hand ranges should be pretty
good”. Well, that's not how it turned out.
The flop fell 337 and UTG+2 bet $35. MP
folded and I think about calling, then shove for $86 figuring I
wasn't folding to a 3-bet anyway. Then UTG+1 re-raises to $186 and I
knew I was in trouble. UTG+2 calls and at showdown UTG+1 has 3-5 off
suit.
The table was much looser than I
expected.
Lesson learned:
- Never assume anything about the playing styles of 1-2NLHE players. Poker at 12NL is small stakes for some players and an $11 call can be ATC.
- I'm not sure why I didn't 3-bet pre-flop. Greed or fear. I need to think slower and play more traditionally. If I 3-bet to $35 pre-flop and still lost to 3-5 off suit at least I could blame the other player.
I lost another bit pot with A-To. Limp
pre-flop, flop was 689. I had a gut shot and two overs. And the guy
to my right had 5-7 and flopped the straight. I kept calling thinking
I had outs and when an 8 fell on the river I though I hit the
straight. I blew another $45 drawing dead.
I don't know what I could have done
better other than not to misread the board.
Dropped two buy-ins then drove home.
Dropped two buy-ins then drove home.
