"It is only a small mistake to fold" - Dannenman's List.
There are times in a tournament when you have to take all the information you've picked up in the hand, run it past everything you know about the game and all the experiences you've made, and get away from your big hand. It's one of those plays that you absolutely must have in your arsenal if you're going to make it deep, but it's also one of those plays that can leave you wondering for days if you did the right thing.
In a 180x22 SNG at Poker Stars last night, I decided that I would stay out of trouble for the first hour, pick up pots when I could, but not get too tricksy, precious. There's no point building up an image for these things, because most people don't pay attention, you get moved a lot in the early levels as the lemurs eliminate themselves with weak ace versus sooooooted connectors, and it's just stupid to take too many risks when the value of the chips is still so low.
That strategy to stay nice and tight but aggressive was tested on the very first hand, when I was dealt a pair of queens under the gun. Queens are tricky, because you don't want to entirely discourage action, but still want to thin the field, so your pair holds up after the flop. They're also tricky to play early in a tournament from early position, because lots of players are going to call with a wide range of hands, especially online. I decided to make it 4x the BB (80), instead of the usual 3x I'd make it in later position. The next player folded, and the third player re-raised me to 240. It was folded back to me, and I put this guy on JJ, TT, or AK. He could be a complete lemur and make that move with presto or something, but it's the very first hand of the tournament, I have no information, and I'm out of position for the rest of the hand. I seriously thought about pushing, (I'd push with AA or KK there, for sure) but I really thought I was racing, and thought it was stupid to take a coinflip on the very first hand. So I called, and figured I'd bet the pot if an ace or king didn't come.
When the flop came A-K-little, I was pretty sure I was beat. Now, I had a tough choice: I could make a probe bet, which would leave me with about 800, and ensure that the rest of my money was probably going in on the turn, or I could check and fold if he bet into me. Everything I know about poker was screaming at me that I was beat, so I made a not-too-difficult laydown when he bet behind my check. Was it too tight? Was I a pussy? Maybe. But this is the very first hand of a tournament, and I didn't think it was worth risking my entire tournament on third pair after a re-raise. If he made all those moves with a pair that I could have beaten, then good for him; he used his positional advantage quite nicely.
After my (possibly) good fold, I played nice and tight, seeing flops in position when I could get in on the cheap (and missing) and picking up some pots here and there with continuation bets or well-timed steals. I waded through the tourney and with around 60 players left found myself with an M of about 6, and doubled up when my AK flopped TPGK, and some guy inexplicably called my pot-sized bet on the flop, turn, and shove on the river with a weak king and no draw. Weird.
Then I was tested by the poker gods when the blinds were 75/150 and I caught an incredible little rush of cards. Starting in MP, I picked up pocket tens (stole the blinds), AK (raised two limpers and got them and the blinds to fold), AJ (open-raised and the BB folded) and by the time I was UTG, I'd picked up a few thousand in chips something shitty that I folded in the BB, but holy crap, I played a lot of hands in a short amount of time. When I was UTG, I had pocket aces. In my mind, Vince was going on and on about pocket rockets, and American Airlines, and fireworks going off in my head. This was perfect: I could make a standard raise, and be virtually guaranteed that anyone with a hand was coming over the top of me to play sheriff. A MP player called, a LP player called, and both the blinds called. Well, shit. That's not what I wanted at all.
The flop comes out: 7-8-T with two hearts. I bet the pot, MP calls, and the button (who has me covered) pushes. The blinds fold back to me, and now I have to think for a second: am I beat? Or is this guy playing sheriff?
It's like I can see his cards: he called with 7-8, hit two pair, and he's shoving to get heads up with me to eliminate the MP player, who may be drawing. What else could he make that move with? A set, for sure, maybe an overpair to the board that's nearly dead to my aces, or maybe he's making a squeeze play! Yeah! Squeeze play!
Against my better judgment, ignoring those instincts I've worked so hard to develop, I call. MP folds, and the button shows pocket sevens for a set. Turn is a blank, and the river pairs the board and fills him up. IGHN, in the mid-50s.
Can you make the laydown there? Especially with aces? Clearly, I couldn't, but as a friend of mine says, "when all the money goes in on the flop like that, top-pair is usually no good."
In favor of calling:
- Had I folded, my M would have been really, really low (like 4 to 6, I think) so that supports calling his shove when I have a very good pair, rather than folding and hoping to double up in the next orbit.
- My image was a little wild at that point, and I was hoping someone would stand up to me on this hand . . . I was just hoping they'd stand up to me with a hand I could beat!
- In order to live, you must be willing to die. If I won that hand, I'd have been one of the chip leaders with a good chance to make the final table where the real money is in these things.
- My instincts just screamed at me that I was beat. People LOVE to play connecting cards in late position after a raise and a call, because they know they'll get stacked when they hit. Even though I was wrong about him having two pair, my read that I was beat was still correct.
- I've learned that it's really not a good idea to talk yourself into a call when you just know in your gut that you have to fold. There's a difference between making a marginal call, and talking yourself into making a call when you're 90% certain you're dead.
- But the biggest reason to fold: as clearly as I know I'm typing this on a Powerbook, I knew I was beat. I just couldn't get away from aces.
And what about the fold on the first hand, now that I'm out nice and far away from the bubble? Wouldn't it just have been better to go out nice and early, instead of investing 90 minutes in a tournament with nothing to show for it?
No. Not at all. It's not about results, it's about decisions.







1. Limping w/aces from EP always, always, always gets me in trouble. Mostly because, as you said, they are so fricking hard to get away from after the flop.
Posted at 3:41PM on Jun 9th 2006 by drjgame