Do I Stink?
Brutal, brutal weekend at the Taj last weekend.
Well, the second half of it. It’s not the amount of money lost; I’ve lost that sum before. It was the relentless, unidirectional rapidity of the loss. I scooped ZERO kill pots in 12 hours. Zero. I’m not sure how that’s possible. Three pair and four pair coming out of every orifice. An A high flush run down by a straight flush. Fish who chase every single damn low draw and they get there against me and no one else.
I want to say it was just a bad run but Omaha 8 is supposed to be low variance and here I am getting rocked harder than any 10/20 game I played by average-to-terrible players. And no one in the posse plays O8, so I’m free to delude myself about my ability
as much as I want.
Anyway, played about 1000 hands on FTP this week and all seems normal. I’ll give the live game ONE more try.
June 24, 2009 at 15:36
Drag. I thought you would have used the Nelson Muntz “ha-ha”