Level: NL .10/.25
Minutes: 61
Won: (25.00)
Hands: 83
BB/Hr.: (49.18)
BB/100: (60.24)
VP$IP: 30.12

Today’s loss is really a shame. I was playing quite well for the better part of an hour. I laid down 2 pair when I knew a guy made his straight on the turn (it got shown down by another guy who had top pair, top kicker), and I stole a couple pots after check/calling the flop and then betting out on the turn with no hand. So, I was feeling pretty good.

Then, for some unknown reason, I decide to limp with 8/6 offsuit from under the gun. A loose aggressive player limps right after me and then a weak/tight player from middle position raises. I decide to call figuring the guy in the middle will follow and I can get away from most any hand if I don’t flop anything. So the flop comes 6/6/2 with two diamonds. Well, I’m now married to this hand and am going nowhere. You can see how the hand played out here, but somehow after flopping trip-sixes, I ended up with the 3rd best hand.

Looking back at the hand, since the weak/tight player reraised the turn, I really should have been able to get away from that hand. Wow, I played that poorly. Yikes!

Today I limped in to far too many pots from out of position. I’m mad at myself for not raising more. I got myself in to weird situations. True, I was able to get out of a couple of them, but I should have never been stuck in them to begin with.

What I find funniest is that up until the beginning of this week, I had been on quite a roll at the .10/.25 table. I had 13 out of 15 winning sessions over the past 2 weeks. Then, as soon as I started blogging it, I’m now on a 0 for 4 run. No sweat, I’ll turn it around tomorrow.

Double Or Bust