Listen, here's the thing. If you can't spot the sucker in your first half hour at the table, then you are the sucker. Guys around here will tell ya, you play for a living. It's like any other job, you don't gamble, you grind it out. Your goal is to win one big bet an hour. That's it. Get your money in when you have the best of it. Protect it when you don't, don't give anything away. That's how I paid my way through half of law school, a true grinder. See I learned how to win a little at a time. But finally I learned this, if your too careful your whole life can become a fucking grind.
Oh, why does it feels like there is so much wisdom contained in just that one paragraph?
Today was pretty much like a disaster with Italy losing out to Netherlands in Euro 2008. Bloody hell, why did Netherlands played so g_d damn well. It was so perfect. The ball fell exactly where it should be only not my bets.
Moving on later with me tilted in a few poker sessions. After winning so many times, losing just one time can trigger a snowball of fury. Especially when you know you played it right only that villains hit it at the right time. Must be the random number generator playing tricks again.
Oh, the above passage was taken from Rounders, the movie. Feel free to copy and paste the above passage onto your notebooks or whatever for some inspirations. And Happy grinding!!
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