A Swing is a One Way Street

The last week has been spent grinding PLO. I know. All this study and labor into 6max NLHE and here I am playing a gambler's game that's swingy as hell. Well, after tilting off four Benjamins I needed a change, and PLO has always been my "break game" and this time I am taking it seriously after finding out how much some of my friends that play microstakes are winning. Will it stick? Who knows. Am I having fun? Yes!

The game is definitely one that will induce swings in the bankroll. For example, I was winning at a 15BB/100 clip for about 3,000 hands to start things off. Needless to say I was very happy. Thoughts of moving up PLO stakes and playing this game danced in my head. Then it happened! Naturally, not only did I not win flips but the inevitable "Lost a 75/25" and "Lost a 86/24" and "Had the 2nd Nuts for a Boat to lose to River Quads" stuff happened (twice in one case). That suddenly beaming 15BB/100 has plummeted to 3BB/100. But then I figured it was just a few bad sessions and moved on ... so then yesterday I went over to my friend's Flag Day party where we watched our hometown Lakers beat the crap out of the Magic. After the game, we played a $.10-$0.25 cash game there at her house with the 7 of us. What happened is that for about 1.5 hours I raised pre-flop 3 times total (the game was going SO SLOW because of noobs ugh!) and two of those times hit TPTK, only to have my HU villain have a set. How the heck!?

So I came home, ran bad again playing PLO. Sucked! Played a $2RB into the WSOP ME ... got my pocket pair cracked by two unders. So I stopped playing, did some work and watched some poker training videos. It was time well spent and then headed to the baseball field as I am in an adult league. The previous game was the first of the season and I went 4-6 with a double, 4 runs scored and an RBI. First three at-bats of the game the ball is FLYING off of my bat ... right into the gloves of the outfielders who were playing me deep FOR NO GOOD REASON (I suck). Trying to hustle I ended up straining my quads terribly ... the pain was significant. I sat on the bench and the thought, WOW, when I run bad, it seems like it is always a one way street. I don't just run bad at one thing and then run good at another and it all evens out. It's either all good or all not good it seems!

I know a lot of people say that it's the opposite for them, that when they are running good in poker they are running bad in some real life thing. For me though, it's all one way baby!

To wrap up this post I also thought, hey I got one more at-bat how about we put a good ending on this game to give some hope for the blog! So I get up there, strained quads and all and then hit a GORGEOUS line drive base hit to center field!! WOO! At least I got a hit, and that was something to be very happy about when I got home. Something to build on. Something to say, hey, I'm turning this thing around!

Walking in brimming with confidence I am greeted by Duke (my pug) and Sampson (my cat). The cat had barfed all over the laundry room, and Duke decided it was a good time to lay a HUGE crap by the screen door and piss under the table.

FML ;)

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