I don't consider myself a very good player, but I enjoy it and hope I eventually get better.
Today, however, after a bad session yesterday, my bankroll was down to $5, which I had spread out over four 0.02 NL tables. I bust at three, and am down to my last 80 c at the final table.
I felt nervous, but stuck to my guns, and played patiently, not wanting to fall into the trap of desperation.
After fighting my way back up to 2.50, I'm holding K 10 suited, a guy with .90 holding A K suited. The flop hits neither of us, but gives me a two-way straight draw. I put him all in. The turn gives me a pair of tens, and the river completes the set.
Later, after moving up to 3.72, I'm holding AK offsuit and my opponent, holding 1.82, holds A 10 offsuit. The flop pairs both aces, and a couple of pot-sized bets ensue. The turn misses both of us, another couple of pot-sized bets occur. Finally, the river pairs the turn card, which only boosted my confidence, so I put him all in. He had the lower kicker, so I bring my way up over my initial starting value of $5.
Next hand, I'm big blind, dealt 8 5 offsuit. I check into the flop, which shows 8 5 8, giving me a full house. I try to slow play this, making sure none of the other two players in the pot folded. The turn shows 9, with one player raising my initial bet. I confidently reraise, and he goes all-in. Needless to say, I won that pot, with him mucking in shame.
In the final hand I play at this table, I'm holding AK offsuit, my opponent pocket jacks. After a couple of raises pre-flop, the flop comes out 10 J A. I put him all in, not knowing I was behind. However, as the rest of this post would insinuate, luck was on my side; the turn showing a Q and completing a gutshot straight draw, to max out my total at this table, having started with a mere 80 cents, to over eight dollars.
I started nervous that I would go bankrupt, busted at three tables out of four, but ended up with a good ROI in the session based on a huge lucky streak at one table. It was exhilarating.