Best Hand So Far

I played live last Thursday – my single best night ever. About 30 minutes of $3/6 limit to pass the time while waiting for some real tables – down about $75. 1 hour of $2/5 NLHE cash games – won over $500. I absolutely tore that table up, and it was very hard to leave. Then the Ameristar Thursday evening 60 player tournament ($120 buy in), made the final table 2nd in chips, and 10 players chopped up the prize pool, with 1st and 2nd taking $1000.

Total win on the night was $1336. I’ve had bigger wins in a single evening (or during a single day in Vegas), but this was by best evening ever in terms of the quality of my play.

I was in a zone. With the exception of a couple of mistakes, my reads were dead on, and I was very patient. In the tournament, I played the aggressive bully when I was the big stack, which is so fun. I was never all-in for my tournament life. I didn’t get exceptionally lucky, I avoided getting unlucky, and generally I avoided relying on luck to weave my way through the tournament.

During the middle stage of the tournament, with blinds at 50/100, this hand came up:

I am BB. Folded to Villain on the button, who just limps in. I have played with Villain many times, and he is one of the best 3 or 4 players in KC that I have played against. I’ve played against with him at the $2/5 and $5/10 NL games, and I’ve watched him absolutely mop up. I’ve seen him leave with over $8000 in the $5/10 game. Extremely aggressive, very hard to read, calm as Phil Ivey, very observant. (He owns a chain of barbeque restaurants in KC, and the rumor is that he’s very well off.) I have him covered by a bit, but he is 2nd or 3rd in chips at the table behind me.

SB folds, and I check. I have no idea what Villain holds. Flop is Ah-Qs-8h. I check, and Villain bets 300. I call.

Turn is (Ah-Qs-8h)-3h. I lead out for 850 – the size of the pot. Villain thinks for about 10 seconds, and then folds KK face up and says, “That’ll teach me for trying to get cute.”

Looking back, I’m not exactly sure why I called on the flop. Something told me that I could possibly take this pot away later, or maybe that he was scared of the ace. When the turn card came out, I remember looking at him briefly and then making a pot-sized bet based on my read. I had no deep analytical thought about the hand – it was pure instinct. Without this type of strong read, I would have normally checked and probably abandoned ship. This is why I want to get more time at live play – to improve my reads and act at an instinctual level, without having to internally verbalize an analysis of the hand.

This may seem like a routine hand and it was actually a very minor skirmish in the tournament, but after he folded I was extremely proud of acting strongly based on my read. Especially since he is one the best players I’ve played against in KC, and he was easily the best player at my table.

I had 5d-5c.