196 BB’s in 1:27. Played tight tangled only with the fish. Made a good positional bluff-raise on the river on a straightened board when I had a good read on my opponent. He folded to me and I took a decent size pot. The positional raise can be dangerous on the river, but the story I was telling throughout the hand was saying that I had a pocket pair – which could have easily filled the straight. Stopping now to take a break. Bankroll is basically back to where it was before the Monday melt-down – which gives me a great deal of relief. Nothing worse than taking a big hit to the bankroll when you’re all hopped up and excited about all the recent success – though it does bring you back down to earth and re-emphasizes the fundamental ingredients for success.
Ok, so I was playing and this dude called a HUGE bet on a flush draw and rivered me for a big pot. I gave him a bit of grief – but not too bad. He got defensive right away and challenged me to heads up. He was on tilt for some reason – I was actually feeling pretty good. I’ve watched him play over the last few days/weeks and feel I’m the better player. So I said, “what the heck”.
40 minutes later I was ahead 250 BB’s. I told him thanks for returning my money and then some – and got up for dinner. He called me a wuss. I told him that was unnecessary as we kinda proved that we were both decent players. I said that just cause I was up 250 BB’s in 40 mins didn’t mean I was any better than he was. I said we’d surely see each other at the tables again, and it’d be best if we respected one another. Pretty funny I think – but partially true.
So – back in the right direction (with some bad-ass-authority) after the disaster on Monday.