The above is the result of a Full Tilt tilt and the fact that I was ready to call it a night. I apologize in advance to those that got in the way of the "train wreck". So how did I get to this point.. open raising every pot and reraising any raise.. It all started so simply...
March 11.. another day at work, come home spend some family time with the kids, put them to bed.. wife goes to office to study Chem and Calc (she should be the one tilting), me to my trusty laptop, Full Tilt open, Jack n Coke in hand... Sign up for Skillz event (PLO.. my favorite event) and start grinding on the $20 cap PLO short handed tables (started at the $80 cap tables about 3 months ago and after getting my @ss handed to me playing ABC PLO, I am now grinding on the 20Cap.... these 3 months has laid the ground work for the March 12 Dookie massacre).
Just plodding around on the PLO tables, going nowhere.. up some here, down there... then the following happens..
I pick up a full house on the flop.. I have 99xx... flop is 988... one heart.. I pot bet and get one caller.. I hope he has the 8... he doesnt and he is up to something far more sinister.
Turn is the 9 of hearts.. I hit quads.. I check, he checks back...
River is the 7 of hearts.. I come out of hiding and bet the quads, he quickly pots bets... I look at the board (up and down str flush possible), take a slug of Jack n coke.. repot, he calls and turns over my misery 5h6hxx.. runner runner gutshot str. flush... I have become numb to these kinds of PLO hands at FT over the last 3 months.. If it isn't str flushes over my quads its quads over my "nut" fulls.. so no emotion (or so I thought... the TILT was brewing).
I click the sit out option on all three table, finish my Jack n Coke and head to the kitchen for round 2. The first Jack n coke is always bad luck.. the second one is when it all turns around.. or so I reasoned.
I check my FT points and have earned enough for the day to keep my freeroll hopes alive (last weeks Bronze freeroll is whole other story.. have AQ snapped off twice by K7 and J10 while my buddy JD Schellnutt goes on to crush the field. Few thing worse than your friend on a heater and playing well while you are on a cooler and playing like sht... kick to the balls, being feed to piranhas and your first STD come to mind but thats about it). I close out of the PLO cash game and prepare for the Skillz event.
Short and brutal was the Skillz, I flopped the nut straight and a set, CK also has the nut straight and a spade flush draw, spade on the turn, no pair on the river and I am out the first fcking hand.. my favorite game, kids asleep, wife in her study coma, drink in hand.. I am gone.. just like that....
and so the TILT builds... 3 months of @ss kicking on the PLO table, Bronze freeroll ball busting, quads into a straight flush and now out first (and a BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM from Evy just to rub it in some more).. only so much a man can take before the TILT consumes.
I turn in for the night, tomorrow is another day....
March 12th, work the day away, play with the kids when I get home, chat and eat a nice dinner with the wife... I am excited.. the Mookie and Dookie loom in the night. Kids head to bed and wife heads to the office to study. I pop open a beer and begin my nightly ritual.. play 3 tables of PLO until I get my freeroll points for the day and play the nightly tournaments.. The TILT still breathes but is hidden under the hope on a new night. PLO starts off as bad as the last night ended.. I am down 3 buyins playing ABC PLO.. wtf I think as the TILT begans to slowly boil over.. a smart man would quit at this point but I am an ECU grad and very few of us have been accused of being smart. I finish my beer and make the first of what will become a 3 Jack n Coke night. One shot, two shots, three shots and then a wiff of Coke, the first sip,... ahhhh...
First hand back.. I raise.. I get called in 2 spots... I hit a piece of the flop. I pot bet, first caller shoves, second caller folds, I call.. runner runner suckout and I take the pot... and it feels so wrong but so right.. I can feel the TILT.. we are becoming one. Another runner, runner suckout and I am back to even, I take another sip of Jack, kick off the PLO tables after breaking even and start the Mookie...
I play the Mookie with a controlled level of TILT.. not as reckless as the PLO cash game but not as tight as I should.. It was foolish to think I could control the TILT... when it rises, it always gets the best of me (sort of like trying to control a slutty girl friend.. it is all fun until it goes real bad.. like you put a ring on her finger and then ask her not to sleep with your friends.. but thats another story). I am running the Mookie at the first break after I put a sick suckout on SnailTrax.. (top pair w gutshot vs set and I turn the gutshot... the TILT made it feel so right). It was my time to take down a blogger event.. or so I thought..
Then it all turned bad and it turned bad very quickly.. First, I take a suckout when my AQ gets rivered by KQ and then Lucko gets seated immediate to my right and proceeds to double up with any two cards while I bleed off my chips. How does he hit ever card under the sun I ask myself?? I get down to an M of 7, open shove with KQ, run it into AK and thats it.. Scott crushes the field with any two cards, Lucko is crushing the field with seemingly any two cards.
TILT logic take control (aided by my 3rd Jack n Coke ). TILT LOGIC... If players can win a holdem tournament by playing any TWO cards, I will be able to CRUSH the Dookie with any FOUR cards... and so it began... raise, reraise, all in every hand... suck out after suck out after suck out until I took down the Dookie and left everyone scratching their heads and saying wtf...
So there it is TILT LOGIC.. go all in/call with just about any TWO or FOUR cards and you will leave the rest of the field going WTF instead of you.
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