Tuesday, April 10, 2012

No Lessons Learned

Humans are essentially problem solving animals. We look for patterns - try to find the link between cause and effect. We are uncomfortable with the seemingly random and try to find ways to make order out of chaos. This is why poker is so fascinating and so frustrating - it is a very very difficult game to "solve" in the game-theory sense of the word.

My last trip to the casino went very well. I made just over $600 in about four hours playing $1/$2 NLHE. The secret of my success? I honestly couldn't tell you. Getting dealt slightly better hands than my opponents were dealt, I guess. Some people would call it nothing but luck (I know my opponents called it that!) but did I learn anything that I can pass along? Can I give you a tip that will make you a better poker player? No, I don't think so.

Some days are like that.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Han Solo Poker

Remember that scene in Star Wars where Han and Chewie are chasing a bunch of stormtroopers down the halls of the deathstar? It takes the stormtroopers a few minutes before they realize "Hey, why are we running? We've got these guys out numbered!" and then they turn and chase Han and Chewie. Well something like that can happen at the poker table; you can rake in the pot if act boldly enough, but you have to take it down before the stormtroopers figure out what's going on. Sometimes weird things happen at the poker table and you can profit from the weirdness by acting boldly. In a confusing situation, the human instinct is to flee - so you can induce that flight instinct in your opponent by going on the offensive.

Case in point: I was playing a tournament in which I had made it to the final table with a sizable chip lead. I was playing very tight poker- and was well aware that I could now probably steal some pots based on my tight image. I was in the big blind, but I made the mistake of thinking I was under-the-gun and therefore first to act. I tried to fold my 7 4 off suit, but the dealer pushed my cards back to me, explaining that I'm in the big blind. Now technically speaking she made a mistake - even though I had folded out of turn, I had still folded and my hand should have been dead. But she gave me my cards back. No-one else at the table made any objection because they all thought it was funny that I made this mistake, and obviously I was going to fold if anyone raised my big blind. "That's a bit of a tell!" one joked and the others all laughed. And I laughed too - oopsie! Sure enough a guy in late position puts in a raise and it folds to me.

This is where I'm supposed to sheepishly fold, right? For some strange reason my instinct tells me it's time to do the unexpected. "You know, I think I might just play this. I call." This elicits more laughter. The flop comes with an ace and two rags - neither of which is a 7 or a 4. I check. My opponent bets half the pot and I don't even hesitate before pushing all-in. My thinking is that if he has an ace he'll call and i'll lose - but he probably doesn't have an ace. With less than top pair, he will almost certainly fold with his tournament life on the line. It is a confusing situation for him. If he really thinks it through, it will probably dawn on him that I'm probably bluffing but I'm counting on him folding before he reaches that point, that hey, why am I running? moment. Luckily for me the weirdness of the situation had him off-balance and he did what most poker players do when they are attacked - they fold.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Victories and disappointments

The extent to which you are in control of your life and the extent to which you the plaything of fate is something smarter people than me have pondered and written about. I will say this; it is human nature to believe that when you are successful it is do to your skill, and to believe when you are unsuccessful it is due to circumstances beyond your control.

We also tend to believe that victory and defeat have a lot to do with desire - we will win if we "want it bad enough." While I think this is true in a general sense, the "want it bad enough" myth doesn't always hold water. The Calgary Flames probably wanted to win that game last week more than the opposing team because they didn't want to be knocked out of the playoffs. They didn't like being told they sucked. But they lost anyway. In fact they may be losing so much because they are so desperate to win - they are second guessing themselves on the ice and "squeezing the stick too much."

Success, it seems to me, is most often the result of finding the sweet spot where determination dances with patience. Confidence in yourself as well as the wisdom to let the universe come to you.
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Since my on-line melt down, I have limited my real-money poker to weekly live tournaments. The results have been pretty good: I have made the final table three times, going out on the bubble once and cashing twice - including a win. Still I have never wanted to win a tournament as badly as the one I entered last night - a charity event where half the proceeds went to a local animal rescue group. There were 91 entrants, with re-buys though the first four levels. The top nine got paid. I was knocked out in thirteenth position.

Maybe I could have done better if I hadn't wanted to win so badly. I squeezed the stick too hard.