Saturday, June 04, 2005
Poker Professionally - 6 months later
Current mood: thoughtful
I'm not sure if it's been 6 months for me yet...I don't really care. I'm bored out of my mind at 4:30 am and thought I'd put up some thoughts on this whole "career."
Professional Poker is quite a ride. Every hour, Every day, Every week, Every month; it's all one long emotional roller coaster. It's impossible to make it in this world if you can handle the swings. One temper tantrum a month could lose you thousands of dollars. As Phil Hellmuth states, "I'd take a good poker player over a great poker player anyday, if the great player is prone to tilt."
Luckily, I don't have that problem. I've always had a firm control over my stress and emotions. I also know when not to sit down at the virtual table. If I can't concentrate or I'm having a bad day..I will be doing something else. Something I enjoy, hopefully. Going to the strip club and spending my hard earned dollars, for example.
I don't play poker to relax. I don't play for the thrill. If I wanted thrill, I'd invite Halle Berry over for a game of twister. I'm certainly not addicted to poker. Matter of fact, I have to force myself to sit down at the table. It's a job to me and I suppose that's how it should be.
I play for the money, and for the competetion. It's good to know that you are better the other players. I pride myself in making less mistakes then my opponents. Big plays can be fun... but that's not what I'm interested in. I want the money. I need the money to live, to eat, to buy a big ass 52' HDTV (heh).
Bad beats bother me less and less everyday. I lose huge pots all the time, (especially this week.) But in the back of mind, I know I will win it all back.
The other day I lost $600 on a set over set on a 2/4 NL table. That's 1 1/2 buy-ins on one hand. I wasn't even phased. I just wrote my notes and moved on. Today I lost a $500 pot with AK vs AQ. A queen hit the river...3 outs was all he had. I grimaced, wrote my notes, and moved on.
I yell at people who bitch about luck and how "bad" other people are at the table. I want people to enjoy the game. Calling stations need to have fun, and people telling them that they are fish and suck; well that doesn't help anyone does it? Now you've went off and pissed off the fish. Which in turn pisses everyone else off, because there is less easy money to be won. I give the finger to all of you who call people "fish" at the table.
And to continue on this line of thinking; Josh Arieh can suck my 14' limp dick. That guy is a whiny little bitch that needs to learn a lesson. I hope to God he browes on BTP and sees this post one day.
Back to my job. I enjoy it. I like the poker community...I've met some great people online, some good new friends. I love the hours. I can work when I want to. I have time for the little things in life. Poker has improved my quality of life as well. The list goes on and on. Even if I don't enjoy the long sessions; how can I complain?! I have no right. This is a gift I've found and I'm trying my best to take full advantage. It only took me 2 or 3 years to get to this point
I hope everyone who read this gets something out of it. I'm not sure what the point of it all was. I guess the overriding theme is it's a great job...but has it dangers. There's a thin line between professionalism and addiction. A thin line between winners and losers. Which side are you on?
Currently listening:
Schumann: The 4 Symphonies