| JV'S 
                                        KILLER POKER: RIGHT MIND
BY: 
                                        John Vorhaus  
                                        You're in the third hour of an otherwise 
                                        unremarkable hold'em session when you 
                                        pick up pocket tens on the button. It's 
                                        folded around to you and you raise. The 
                                        small blind folds and the big blind calls. 
                                        You have a confident read on your opponent: 
                                        This guy won't defend his blind with just 
                                        nothing, even if he puts you on a pure 
                                        steal. So when the flop comes 9-6-2, you 
                                        like your hand a lot. You bet for value. 
                                        Your opponent calls. The turn is a 4, 
                                        which doesn't scare you because you know 
                                        the big blind won't have gotten this deep 
                                        into the hand with swill like 5-3. You 
                                        bet again, fully expecting your opponent 
                                        to lay it down now, but he calls. What 
                                        could he have? A good nine? If he had 
                                        a set, you'd have heard about it by now. 
                                         The 
                                        river is a queen. The big blind checks 
                                        and you check too, because a queen is 
                                        an overcard he could easily have held 
                                        and hit. Sure enough, he turns over the 
                                        winning hand of A-Q and takes the pot. 
                                         You 
                                        replay the hand quickly in your head and 
                                        emerge from your brief analysis satisfied 
                                        that you played every street correctly, 
                                        from your preflop raise to your river 
                                        check. But something about the hand irks 
                                        you. Your foe called all the way with 
                                        just overcards. Does he not respect you? 
                                        What does a guy have to do around here 
                                        to get these mooks to fold?! That 
                                        thing that irks you is now like a raspberry 
                                        seed stuck in your tooth. The more you 
                                        think about it, the more it bothers you. 
                                        It's hard enough to play correctly, you 
                                        tell yourself, but when you play absolutely 
                                        correctly and end up suffering for others' 
                                        mistakes, well, damn, that's just not 
                                        fair.  
                                        A subtle shift has taken place in your 
                                        thinking. For one thing, you have mentally 
                                        accused your opponent of having made a 
                                        mistake when, in fact, his play may have 
                                        been correct. He held A-Q, after all. 
                                        You could easily have been on a pure steal 
                                        and even if you weren't, he still had 
                                        outs. If anything, he might have played 
                                        the hand too weakly; the river bet went 
                                        begging, after all. But that's not the 
                                        problem.  
                                        The problem is you've swapped thoughtful 
                                        analysis for righteous indignation. Your 
                                        thinking is now colored by your mood. 
                                        In an otherwise unremarkable hold'em session, 
                                        you have reached a cusp. If you don't 
                                        get your mind right here, the whole session 
                                        could go right down the drain. If you 
                                        continue to dwell on mistakes -- and not 
                                        even your mistakes -- you run the 
                                        risk of blowing a hole in your concentration 
                                        and pouring your chips through it.  
                                        Let's say you pass the test. You shrug 
                                        off the loss and play the next hand. Lo 
                                        and behold, you get pocket aces -- and 
                                        they don't hold up. Next hand, pocket 
                                        kings -- and they don't hold up either! 
                                        Now you've been hit by a devastating combination 
                                        of punches. You're suffering at the hands 
                                        of other players' decisions and also the 
                                        capricious whims of luck. Your steely 
                                        discipline is in vapors now. All you can 
                                        think about is how damn much you hurt. 
                                         When 
                                        this happens, you lose. Win or lose, you 
                                        lose, because as soon as you start to 
                                        process your pain, you've left your right 
                                        mind behind and entered the realm of feeling. 
                                        You're suffering, and when you're suffering 
                                        you shift your focus from playing perfect 
                                        poker to wondering why the universe is 
                                        so unfair. On the conscious level, of 
                                        course, you know that the universe is 
                                        not unfair. You know that you're just 
                                        experiencing a short-term setback. Nevertheless, 
                                        you are experiencing that setback, 
                                        and you're experiencing it on an emotional 
                                        level, in an emotional way. You are, in 
                                        other words, feeling the moment 
                                        rather than thinking the moment. 
                                        Once your situation starts to affect your 
                                        mood, performance suffers and further 
                                        bad outcomes may result. It's a vicious 
                                        cycle:  -- 
                                        You get in a bad mood. -- Your mood affects your play.
 -- You make inferior decisions.
 -- You get bad outcomes.
 -- Your bad mood gets worse.
 And 
                                        so on.  Nor 
                                        does it necessarily take a bad beat to 
                                        put you in a bad mood. I remember once 
                                        in the early, early days of my playing 
                                        career -- I had just graduated from $1-2 
                                        to $2-4 -- when I took a break from playing 
                                        to check the messages on my answering 
                                        machine at home. The news was not good: 
                                        A lawsuit I thought had been settled turned 
                                        out not to be settled and suddenly a $10,000 
                                        obligation hung over my head. I went right 
                                        back into that $2-4 game and blew off 
                                        a hundred bucks. That's how upset I was! 
                                         You 
                                        might say I had my priorities screwed 
                                        up, and you might be right. The ten grand 
                                        was theoretically much more important 
                                        to me than the $100. But thinking 
                                        about that ten grand, feeling the 
                                        pain of it, cost me a hundred dollars 
                                        I didn't need to lose.  The 
                                        memory haunts me still.  Which 
                                        is, of course, exactly where I go wrong. 
                                         There's 
                                        nothing wrong with holding onto memories 
                                        of plays that didn't work out. There's 
                                        certainly nothing wrong with holding onto 
                                        the memory of mistakes we've made, for 
                                        that's how we avoid making those mistakes 
                                        the next time. But if we hold onto feelings, 
                                        if we hold onto regret, if we carry 
                                        these emotions even from one hand to the 
                                        next, we don't have right mind and we 
                                        can't expect to win.  For 
                                        success in hold'em, then (or for that 
                                        matter in poker or for that matter in 
                                        life), do this: Focus on how you do, 
                                        not on how you feel. That's the 
                                        path to right mind, and the path to profit, 
                                        too.   
                                        (John Vorhaus is author 
                                        of the KILLER POKER series and News Ambassador 
                                        for UltimateBet.com.) |