Dear reader: Alfonzo and Charlie are characters in my book, Painless Poker. This story is not from the book. It comes after. Alfonzo Calibri threw an aggressive question at Charlie. “What, precisely, is a bad beat?” Charlie replied in his usual non-combative tone. “A bad beat is when you lose with a hand that
(Dear reader: These are the last two pages of Elements of Poker.) During bad times, we get unhappy. Let’s say we wanted to be less unhappy during bad times. We could train ourselves to do it, if we were to use our bad times as opportunities to practice getting better at getting over bad times.
Before anything flows, there must be a difference. Between different elevations, water flows. Between different pressures, air flows. Between different poker players, money flows. In the world of reciprocality, it’s not what you do that matters most, and it’s not what they do. It’s both. Reciprocality is any difference between you and your opponents
Dear reader: This happened in 2003… For my birthday last year, Kay my girlfriend enrolled me in a fiction-writing course at Stanford. “Maybe you could get rich by writing a book about being broke,” she said. “Others have.” I went to all ten three-hour evening sessions. I did my homework and I paid attention in
This article dissects four hands I played in the cash-game area at the 2017 WSOP in Vegas. The lens of analysis is focused not on my betting, but rather, on my timing. My strategy is pretty simple. I play fast. And I use my speed to create meta-game advantages. Perhaps you could do the
Dear reader, this story happened before smart phones and shuffling machines. Enjoy! I take notes at the poker table. Some people consider it rude I guess. You tell me. I’m sitting there playing poker, with a pen in one pocket and a piece of paper in the other, and a thought on my mind
It was a gray day in San Francisco. Kay was behind the wheel on our journey home, to Oakland, across the Bay Bridge – not an easy place to get to from the Richmond District – especially at 5pm on a weekday. This was going to take a while. “Are you planning to take
(Dear Reader: This story took place in 2004 when I was grinding limit and no-limit full time.) My buddy Alex offered me $22/hour to play poker with his money. I took the job. Then I quit after one hour. Here’s how it all started, and ended. It was a typical Wednesday afternoon with Alex. Lunch