EPT Deauville, Day 1
It’s been an exhausting first day in Deauville, and all the peaks and troughts sadly ended with a low. I will be going back for Day 2 tomorrow, but unfortunately with only 8900 in chips.
I played some decent stuff today, though nothing spectacular. My biggest regret will be the pot which saw me shoot down towards the end of the day, where I had a big decision with AQ of clubs in the small blind. A French player had raised to 2,400 in mid-position, leaving himself 10,000 behind. I had a bad feeling that the end of the day might cause the young Frenchman to want to gamble, but still decided to pull the 3-bet. He had no hesitaiton in calling the implied all-in, and I would be racing against his 1010 in a pot that would define the day.
Sadly, I came out on the wrong end, which was a real disappointment at the end of an emotional day. I seem to hand out alot of warnings to aspiring players about this game, but one important one was very apparent today. However enjoyable the game is, it will batter your emotions, and it is worth being absolutely sure that you are ready for this.
The highest emotion of the day came in fact as I sat with 3,700 in front of me. I had been playing 5,600 on the button, and opened the pot to 700 with KQ. The player in the big blind was a Frenchman just older than me, who seemed a reasonable player, but was playing scared enough to have been very predictable so far. I missed an 822 flop, and something about his check told me to not continuation bet the flop. I was rewarded with a queen on the turn, to make the board Qc8x2c2x. I bet 1,200 of 4,900 stack, fully prepared to get the rest of my chips in.
However, the one sequence of events occured that left me unsure whether to get my bowl of rice into the middle. The guy calmly asked how much I had left (“about 3,700”), and raised to just 3,000. For the first time, he now looked very relaxed. Wow, I thought, this is not the behaviour of a man with QJ or Q10. My problem was that, if he really did have a big hand, what did he have? I could not see him calling many hands with a 2 from the bid blind, and so it was only a very narrow range on which I could pin this fear of him seeming to have a big hand.
I thought for a full three minutes, eventually mucked the hand, and he was kind enough to show 88 for a flopped house. The timing was right, as ten minutes later I doubled through with AK vs KJ, and then raced to a height of 31k.
Things were looking good, but you can normally rely on this game for one thing. Each time it lifts you up, it is likely it will send you crashing back down. Anyway, today was a lot of fun, and I am a great believer in every stack having a chance. Looking forward to Day 2 tomorrow, fingers crossed!