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I have gone back and forth about Hellmuth, but in this case, he was the complete donk. Guy min-raises preflop, and Phil didn't respect the fact that something might be up, and repop him serious or leave it alone. He puts the guy on a hand, and the flop gives the guy the nuts if Phil is correct in his read. Turns out, Phil is wrong about the hand anyway. Phil turns into a calling station. A complete, utter calling station. And berates the dude about getting Phil to call down his relatively small bets until he hits. Hehe. [/ QUOTE ] I get great laughs from "Smart; Seasoned; Knowing; Experienced; Big Time; Big Bucks" players who can't/won't give someone "less than them" making a non-textbook play. Isn't changing gears and mixing your play one of the subtle/sophisticated parts of the game? If we all know A is the "correct" play and I occasionally do B, does that make me dumb - or a little smarter than you want to credit me for? If I'm willing to bet my stack that you'll look to/for the obvious, who's the donk when I don't? And win. Yeah, Phil, if we all played according to your strategies, strictly and only, maybe you'd own the world. There's a great line in the movie Patton. After their first battle, which Patton won decisively against Rommel, George C. Scott's line was something like, "I read your book, you son of a bitch!" He knew the Desert Fox's theories and what he tended to do - and used it against him to kick his ass. |
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