A year ago, when I still used Facebook and before this site, I used to do occasional tournament updates on my page, normally ending in some untimely tale of woe, as, let's face it most poker tournament updates geberally do. I decided to play a $550 event and do no updates at all, just focus and play. I won it for just over $50k, and my Facebook "tournament update" was basically along the lines of "turned up, played it, won it. Here's a trophy".
Today I played the Venetian daily as shown in my last post, and busted after a few levels. I decided later on to play the Venetian evening event, and do no updates.
I just chopped it heads-up for $5k
Not sure what to make of that. I'm pretty sure it has nothing at all to with my website or my updates, and it was played on my own dime and not part of the advertised staking package. It's certainly not going to change mine or anyone else's lifestyle that's for sure, but a wins a win, I'll take it. It just feels rightly or wrongly that a bit of a weight has been lifted from me, as not getting a decent tournament cash in over a year has certainly hurt both financially and emotionally. I had a horrible World Series,when I felt I was playing well, but I know how quickly these things can turn and the importance of momentum, good or bad. Admittedly I've played less poker in the last 12 months. A lot less than normal, due to business, health and other bits and pieces.
Anyway, it's nice to get a little win under my belt (we chopped heads up, but I went down as winner). I got unlucky badly twice during the night when aces and kings got smashed allin preflop, and conversely I got lucky and busted a guy on the bubble with a 3 outer who I've chatted to and seen in the last few events I've played. I don't have too much conscience or empathy when it comes to poker, despite my outwardly jovial and clowning persona, as I basically believe it to be a pretty cold and solitary pastime at its core. However I never take pleasure in busting nice people, and he is a nice guy. Good player, nice temperament. I wouldn't be so glib as to say "I'm sorry" just as I bust someone, but I'd certainly rather one of the less than nice players dotted around the table had got knocked out instead, and that he'd have at least made the money. It is what it is.
Sleep time, Wynn Classic later. Let's try some of that momentum I was just rabbiting on about.