Again as standard, many apologies for the delay of this blog. Been nearly two months! Disgraceful! I shall endeavor to ensure that the next one is out in more timely fashion. Well, what's been happening? Well in terms of poker, March was probably the best month of my career. It all started on a drizzly Thursday afternoon, I turned up to my mates Andy's house with my laptop one hand and change from the cab fare in another. I was greeted at the door by Andy's Dad who gave me that ' I wonder how much this poor bloke is going to lose today?' look. We passed niceties and I made my way to the room of the grind. Despite my morale being fairly low at this point due to poor results in February, I was forever trying to stay positive. POSITIVE GODDAMIT.Bit cheesy and American but you know, whatever.
I remember thinking during that session that something seemed a little different, maybe it was the new month or just a small adjustment in attitude. I wasn't necessary feeling 'better' about my game just a little different. By 4am , I was probably the happiest man in South Woodford (they're a miserable bunch after all) after winning the 'Big 109' for 21.5k dollars...
Now, this would obviously please any poker player, however I really see that night as a breakthrough. Firstly, it was my first 4 figure score on the site. It was a huge relief to get that monkey off my back. In all honesty and I think that most players/friends who know me, felt it was about time I got the score that I deserved. Indeed, the congratulations that I received did seem to reflect this.
So what now I thought? This has to be the start of something right? No more near misses, no more 5 trillion flips down the drain. Something within me had definitely changed. Despite having a larger score on Full Tilt the year before, I came 8th in that tournament. Seven people were above me. This time I was number one in a tournament that actually mattered to me, a tournament that people actually noticed. I have to say, it felt good and still does.
March continued to go well for me as confidence remained high. I had a pretty sick sunday, where I came 9th in the Warm Up form 5k ish and about 100th or so in the Million. Again, despite feeling a bit sick the next day, it felt amazing to final a massive tournament like that (even if it was for all of 4 minutes). Since then I have also finalled the Big 162 again coming 9th. However, this is not me pointing out bad luck. Instead, just indicating that I am now starting to be where I want to be. On the final tables of the best tournaments online.
So yeah, things have certainly improved since my last blog. However, some things never change as I am currently in the middle of my notorious 'Uk Tour'. After visiting my dad in Scotland for Easter (where I saw Celtic bring home the League title in as much style as you could hope for in an SPL match), I am currently, on a train to Newcastle. This always brings me joy. As I love the city and also have many good friends there. I still intend to finally fulfill a promise to myself and move there one day. Cannot wait. We'll have the standard night out sandwiched by some online sessions and it shall be epic.Then on Thursday I'm off to a nightmarish place, a place called Dusk Till Dawn for the UKIPT.
Despite easily being the best poker room in the country and I assume Europe, Dusk Till Dawn has always provided me with such pain. Just like George Clooney in the classic film 'Dusk Till Dawn' it all starts so well I'm having a great time and then everything simply goes tits up. I mean, no, everyone inside does not turn into a flesh craving vampire (however some of the dealers look like they don't see a great deal of daylight). But, you know, you get the general idea.
However, with this 'new beginning' that I was banging on about at the start of blog, maybe even in the realms of that building, I can find some success. The tournament itself, with 1 mirrrrrionn pounds guaranteed, is certainly a superb one and one that I would have no problem with winning. I give myself 50/50.
Alas, good friends, the train is pulling in soon so I must depart, 200 euro SCOOP later on fr #whatdreamaremadeof. That plus all the banter I'll have in Newcastle/Nottingham means I should have a very deece week.
Anyway
As always, cheers for reading
Brady