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FTR Made me improve my game and hate it at the same time.
I'm sick of this stupid game. Sitting there for hours, folding hands, only to find queens in front of you that end up costing you bigtime. When you start to play a lot, you start to notice real variance. You can be playing tight as a nun's cunt, but you still take 10 bad beats in a row and start to realize that to be successful over the long term, you've gotta put in a serious number of hours, days, weeks into it so that your good play averages out to positive outcomes over the long haul. I'm sure I don't need to tell any of you this...
...my coworker said it the best -- It's like playing world of warcraft and sitting there killing boars in the forest to get XP for days on end. I just can't justify that kinda time expenditure anymore. Plus I just went and re-watched that south park episode...and...well...
I like the tourneys the best, but those 180 SNG tourneys take forever to finish if you even make it to the final table from 20 starting tables (usually not).
So last night I decided to quit -- take my last $8, and put it into two $4 180 player tourneys. I start playing last night around 10. It was like the poker gods were trying to suck me back in. Nearly EVERY time I was all-in on a near coinflip I came out on top. I made it to the final table on both games I entered. I finally busted out of the first game in 5th. Second game dragged and dragged till it was finally headsup at 2:30 in the morning. My opponent had a slight chip edge on me, and offered to split the top 2 places for $180 each. I was thankful for the opportunity to go to sleep and took it.
Despite doing so well -- I remained dedicated to quitting. I've seen too many downs to get fooled by the poker gods again.
The great online poker experiment final results:
Total money put into my pokerstars account: $120
Total money cashed out: $600
Poker strategy books read: 3
Total time spent folding hands while I should be getting sleep: I don't even wanna think about it
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