Sunday Bloody Sunday

I don't know what it is about Sundays and online poker but I should routinely take a day of rest instead of playing. My best and most consistent tournament finishes have been on a Sunday because there are so many monkeys playing the big fields, but my worst overall cash/sit and go losing days have been on a Sunday. I think I develop some kind of false invincibility shield by wading through 500 players in a tournament, and then wear my new shield to the cash tables where I am of course totally vincible, as it were. I performed a classic donkey move yesterday, taking all my lovely tournament profit and losing it in a slightly higher stake cash game. At first I told myself that it would be a learning experience, to improve my game. At first I told myself I would drop out when half stacked and accept the loss for experience's sake. Unfortunately I made the classic mistake of dumping loads and then trying to get even before quitting. DONG!

I descended into some kind of gambler's distorted mind set, I got tilted in a subtle way and began to play HORRIBLY. I flatted weak aces aout of position, I stopped hand reading and played on whims and at one stage I stubbornly called down with an underpair to the board. In short I turned into a total weak-tight calling station idiot. In the cold light of day I am through the self loathing period of this disastrous session and in truth my roll is still plenty intact. I am not like the sad blackjack players on Louie Theroux's special programme on gambling, but I experienced a little of what they must go through. Mike Caro calls it the 'threshold of misery,' when you have lost an amount by which any further losses are inconsequential to you compared to what you have lost already in emotional terms. Next Sunday however, if I play and if I cash in anything I am going to do what all the weak tight nitty Sunday cash game players do: I am going to hit..... and run.
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