Remembering

The other day, I talked about the need to be willing to fail in tournament poker. It is something that goes against the grain. So much of what we do at the tables is affected by our reptilian brain. It’s that part of the brain that is pure reaction. It is the part of the brain that the Kumbiya crowd ignores when they are putting flowers into the muzzle of Guardman’s M-14 or other silliness to bring about World Peace. So, much of what we do is hardwired and one ignores that at their peril.

I started playing poker at PokerRoom. It was a very clubby site. It had active forums and a lobby chat and you could even start your own/exclusive/private forum to meet with like minded individuals with barstools being the only missing ingredient. It was about as close as online poker gets to the ambiance that the casino setting can provide. Two of the posters in our forum were part of that scene. I probably know them as well as one can know an online friend that he’s never met in the flesh. But, I want to talk about some others.

One was a multi-tabling grinder. Did it well and showed a consistent profit. Got a lot of rakeback/point rewards based on the substantial amount of rake they were sending the site. But in all that the person knew how to show a consistent profit. Played a lot of hours.

The next was a married with children guy. He’s one of those guys that is your friend even if you’re in need. He talked a hell of a game and played middle and occasionally high blind NL. Seems a good player and guy

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