Just getting home from a session that turned at the end to utter diaster. Playing $3/$6, I thought I had a handle on what was for some time quite a juicy table. I had a big time calling station two seats to my right and a couple more loose players to her right, while some tighter players were to my left.
Pots, however, were coming slowly. I was getting some power hands though. I made pocket kings stand up, but pocket aes got cracked by one of the aforementioned loose players who went all in with 7-10d after a 10 hit the flop. I had raised everyone else out except an AK when the flop came A-K-10, but a 10 came on the river and I got a teeny, tiny side pot.
I suppose a bit of it is my own fault. Twice I put reads on hands that beat mine, was correct in the reads, yet called them down anyway. The worst read was my 2nd to last hand of the night. I was in the big blind with 9-2 offsuit. Several people limped and so I got to see two nines hit the flop. Everyone checked to a late postion player who bet out. I raised and most everyone folded except the better, who re-raised. I immediately put him on a better 9, yet I continued to push all the way to the river where he turned over A-9.
The very next hand I found J-10 in the smal blind. Nearly everyone limped in, so I tossed 2 chips in the pot to call as well. The flop came J-10-9 rainbow and I bet out. Several people folded, but a loose player raised. I re-raised and he just called. The turn came up blank and I bet ou again. He raised, which put me all in, and he turned over Q-9 offsuit for the straight and I was out the door.
And for most of the drive home, about the only thought that was going through my mind was that I’m getting effing tired of getting sucked ou on. I have been on a losing streak that, with one exception, has continued on for more than a half dozen sessions, sessions where I’ve played a fairly tight game and get get beaten time and time again.
And i was making some good reads and good decisions, being patient, ever so patient. At one point I got A-J in the small blind. But it was raised, and then the player on my immediate right re-raised. He wasn’t all that loose and was a fairly good player, so I put him on at least AQ or AK and folded. Turns out he had AQ.
I also threw away lots of unsuited Broadway cards, knowing that in most cases I’d be chasing.