Shortly before the pandemic, I played in a tournament at one of the most interesting tables I’ve ever experienced; loose calls, no regard to position, and testosterone-fueled aggression. What to do? I simply shut down, relaxed, played only super premium hands, and let the uber-warriors knock each other out.
And, they did. I basically folded my way stress-free to the final table with a medium stack. Yep, I missed a lot of the action, but isn’t the goal of entering a tournament to win, cash, or at the least have bragging rights for making the final table? The lesson: learn to relax and change directions.
