by MarleCordeiro | Published Feb 06, 2014
In poker, sometimes no matter what you do, you end up stuck in a mess. When you consistently lose 9-1 favorites, you start losing faith in E-Verything. The other night I ran the worst I ever have. I used the Loo in the middle of the night and didn't notice some tissue tucked in the toilet. An hour later I was tee-peeing the bathroom to soak up the only flood to hit Las Vegas in decades. Afterwards, I hopped into the shower to scrub off a layer of skin, only to find the biggest cooler of all - no hot water. Needless to say, I missed some serious Z's that night. And when the next morning, at Bellagio, I lost AA to QQ All-in on a 245 flop, it phased-me-not.
Everybody has to run bad sometime. And although my game and my life have been in the negative, escaping the negg'd out attitude and tilt in poker is easier when you've been knee deep in some real shit. And that's something even Mr. Brad Luck can't change.
Queen on the river? I've found worse things in water.