This session involves my stint at the latter. A very, very slow game in which getting stuck $100 is the end of the world. There is no climbing back out of that sort of hole seeing as the pots average $11.
Knowing this, knowing that the game plays EXTREMELY passive makes my play in the following hand even that much worse. This was basically my only notable hand of the day, and also the hand that I played the worst this session.
I wake up on the BB with KK and 7 limpers in front of me. (These daytimers have no idea how bad an idea open-limping is, so once one of them do it the over-limping begins and often times there are 50 limpers in each pot). I raise to $26. I'm pretty sure 2 of the old guys had mini-heart attacks because I put so much money into the pot. One guy makes a comment "Why so much?" as if I just threw my car keys on the table...
I get 2 callers. The 2 seat an unknown player that calls everything and plays "fit or fold" and the 7 seat, a regular daytime player that always puts me on nothing and loves to call me down with TPTK.
Flop: 8d, 4h, 4d
I bet out $65 into the ~$80 and get called by the 2 seat, the other guy folds. At this point, I should realize that I'm dead about 99.8% of the time against this villain.
Turn: 10c
It's at this point that I realize that he only has about $40 left. It was a pretty big mistake not to notice that preflop. I bet $40 on the turn and he snaps. The river is inconsequential and I know he has pocket 8's before he even tables them.
I beat myself up over playing this hand so badly for the next few minutes. I could have easily gotten away from this hand with $90 more dollars than I did. Oh wells...
The rest of the day was purely grinding and winning super small pots. I lost a cooler late in the session KK vs. AA but that'll happen.
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