Hero goes home, has a captain and coke or four, and proceeds to tilt off around $70. Whee!
That Monday I left for Wisconsin, in a trip I'd already planned, to go see some good friends over Thanksgiving. I brought my laptop but didn't bring the power adapter, and wasn't really feeling up to playing much poker anyway. I was drinking a bit too much, lol. I have a nice talk with Camille about my career decision. "If anyone can do it, you can." My friends tend to look up to my intelligence a bit too much, but it's nonetheless very encouraging.
I get back and decide to dive straight in, eight-tabling the NL25 tables in an effort to build up my rather meager Full Tilt bankroll, which is nevertheless currently my largest.
The first week is actually somewhat encouraging, if a little bit on the side of epic variance.
The next is a bit rougher, although in this time frame I also managed to score a bit in a $10 tournament at Pokerstars that I entered on Sunday night to blow off a little steam. Of 20,000 entrants I came in 54th, which paid $280. Not great but it helps.
This was, overall, a bit frustrating. At least I'm winning, but the rate so far has been pretty pathetic. Over three weeks at NL25 I've won a grand total of $226.55. That's just over 30,000 hands, enough to iron out a lot of the variance, and I'm running at the rip-roaring clip of 1.48PTBB/100, and with a multitable ratio of 6.61, makes for a whopping hourly rate of $3.58 per hour. Not exactly what I pictured myself making at 29 when I graduated college with a degree in electrical engineering, Magna Cum Laude.
At this point I take a long, hard look at my game, and looking into my hand histories I discover that the majority of my lost money is coming in specific situations. Namely, I'm stacking off in far too many marginal situations: top pair and the like, with a propensity for cold-calling in marginal situations that should be more raise-or-fold. I'm trying to apply too many small-ball deep-stack tournament plays to cash games, and I'm not good enough postflop to pull them off. I retool my preflop game and start playing all but my biggest hands much more cautiously.
The results pay off immediately. I only had to play another 6k hands at NL25 before feeling my roll was sufficient to take a hearty shot at NL50. The remainder of my NL25 hands look as follows:
Now that's what I'm talking about! Almost as much progress in 6k hands as I'd made in the previous 30k. With three days at $65 a day, we're almost talking about the sort of cash I can sustain myself on, although, of course, we're only at NL25 and we're still talking pauper's dollars.
The sick thing is I really felt that I ran *terribly* during this timeframe, with most of the downswings coming on ridiculous coolers or plain old bad beats. But I discovered there were more than enough donkeys just looking to give their stacks away to make the difference :)
Of course looking at individual days this closely is a bit of a mistake, but it's immensely psychologically satisfying to plug a few leaks in your game and see immediate (and drastic) results. During this timeframe I pulled 6.5PTBB/100 and my hourly rate was around $12 an hour. We're still talking McDonalds wages, of course, but also still just in bankroll-building mode at NL25.
The switch to NL50 occurred on Thursday, 12/13 (for a brief session), and that's what I've played since. It's only been a few days but the results have been quite encouraging to say the least:
My PT stats for NL50 so far:
So, just baby steps so far, but I feel like I'm off to a good start!
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