i haven’t played in a while.
too much travelling. too much club stuff. too much time thinking about poker instead of actually playing it.
tonight i finally came back.
i almost didn’t play. i had alcohol at dinner and it was already midnight. then meer nudged me.
“go.”
so i went.
the line up was beautiful. direct position on dex and 1998.
within half an hour, i was reminded of something important.
most people are still fighting the game.
dex barrels one way, then gives up in a spot that makes no sense. later he 6bet shoves AKo into a range that is simply too strong.
https://pokerbankrolltracker.net/replayer/652851
1998 is still 1998. limp calling 97o and somehow surviving.
everyone is still chasing.
forcing.
trying to win every pot.
and for the first time in a long time, i wasn’t.
i was down around 150k at one point. old me would have felt the urge to get it back immediately. to push. to create something.
but tonight i felt calm.
so instead of chasing the result, i just played.
some hands i played well. some hands i think i made mistakes. one flop raise i probably should not have had. another hand i deliberately checked because i think people make bigger mistakes when given rope.
https://pokerbankrolltracker.net/replayer/652866
https://pokerbankrolltracker.net/replayer/652861
https://pokerbankrolltracker.net/replayer/652859
but the difference was that every decision felt clear.
no panic. no chasing. no feeling like i had to win the session back in one hand.
i was just playing.
same game. same people. same old sasha.
but this time i felt one step ahead of myself.
i even left without paying a single squid round.
that part felt pretty good too.
