Winning Ways

Okay, apparently unlucky in love, lucky in cards. I suppose I can live with that, for now.

I won our deep-stack tournament yesterday to the tune of $450. I played solid poker throughout and got lucky once, in a big way, when I really needed to. I also won at another pub poker venue tonight. And the night before that, I finished 10th out of 946 entrants in the Ferguson online. I feel like another set of puzzle pieces have clicked into place to create a bigger picture, as my book-learning and strategy sessions start to become part of my actual play repertoire, rather than merely abstract chunks of knowledge. I'm using pub poker, which is free, as an opportunity to practice reads (primarily basic strength/weakness indicators), since higher level thinking is worse than useless in that environment. It's also a good place to practice the brave moves that make or break a tournament without putting a buy-in at jeopardy.

On the Mr. WPY front, one little additional note: I had sent him my customary "Thanks for the chat" text message, adding that I hoped that the long poker gab hadn't annoyed his girlfriend too much and that I'd been glad to meet her. (Hey, I'm nothing if not polite.) Contrary to every previous occasion... radio silence. Zippo. My immediate conclusion is that his girlfriend indeed did not appreciate the protracted yack. He was at the deep-stack game, and after busting out mumbled something about maybe cutting back for awhile. Hmm.

If he's putting his relationship ahead of his poker game, all I can say is: GOOD FOR HIM. That's what any sane human being would do.