I've mentioned the imp of the perverse in this space before. In a poker context, it's when you make a call you know you shouldn't make. It's hard to explain why this happens, but sometimes it just does. In the third tournament I entered last night, the imp struck when I'd made it to the final three, and was the chip leader. A player who'd been playing very tight all tournament went all in on the turn; I'd flopped a stealth two pair and we'd both checked the flop. I thought for a bit, knew he had some kind of a hand, but couldn't stop myself from calling. He turned over a pair of deuces, which gave him a set; my stealth two was deuces and threes, so I knew I was in for a world of hurt. The river card was icing on the cake, giving him a full house he didn't need to beat me. I lost $2,240, and hit the felt on the next hand. Live and learn!
buy_in entry_fee num_players num_hands place winnings
50000 800 6 84 2 105000
50000 800 6 46 1 195000
50000 800 6 53 3 0
delta: $147,600
tournament balance: $1,297,690
balance: $6,428,421
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