11:39am: I’m not as upset as I should be, given the situation and how much I’ve lost tonight. I just put in a 14 hour session at Harrahs New Orleans. Long story short, I was EXTREMELY card dead all night long, and was dwindled down to -$400 to -$600 all night long. With $650 left in front of me, the following hand happened:

AcAs on the button. Two callers preflop. Action is to me, and I want to represent Jacks here, so I raise to $40 preflop - trying to make it look like im afraid of getting a caller or two. That’s exactly how many callers I get (two), and we see a flop of: Js6s4s

The player first to act checks and the second player open shoves for $400. I decide that there’s no way I’m laying this hand down, so I take the thinking out of it, and go all in myself. The first player who checked calls, at which point I figured out I was behind, but it didn’t really matter because even if I was behind, I had pot odds to be in the hand.

Obviously I would have liked to be ahead, but I wasn’t. Both players turned over a set (JJ and 44). I actually liked my hand at this point because they have each others outs to improve, so if I happened to spike the spade it will be slightly harder for them to fill up. I could also win the pot with one of the two remaining aces.

Amazingly, the turn and river blanked out and I was felted, and decided I had had enough and left.

Upon returning home, I decided to play a couple of heads up matches to get the sour taste out of my mouth, and did indeed win both of them rather easily, and will probably call it a night/morning after having done so.

Surprisingly, I’m not upset at all about having lost. Truth be told, I was due for a bad night in some way, shape or form. I just wish it didn’t have to come at so high a price.

This too, shall pass. Good luck guys!

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