"How you like me now? Gold teef when I smile!" -Master P
Lately, on pokerstars, I have random leechers/cheerleaders following me all the way to the final table of the 180 SNGs. They will cheer me on then talk shit when somebody wins a flip on me. For example, blinds are 2/4k and I have 32k. Villian has been minraising every pot. Villian MR utg and it's folded to me in the small blind. I shove with A9 [the equity I have is pretty slim at this point because he has a 120k stack] but i am confident that I have the best hand preflop. Villian calls and tables QJ. Flop dinks a Jack and I get 4th. The same railbird that was cheering me on laughs and says I'm a fish for putting it in with the best hand. I am very, very happy that I no longer look at the chat unless I put a super horrendous beat on somebody. I just remind myself that the people that actually rail have absolutely no money [or have gone busto numerous times] and try to get anybody in the world to ship them some money. I feel sad for those idiots. I finally have a knack for doing the right plays and not giving a shit what the outcome is. Whenever I find myself getting flustered from the iditos that pull miracles out of their ass, I just take a deep breath and remind myself that these donks are -EV in everything they enter.
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