21 September 2010
The Death of Poker
I fell in love with the game of poker the first time I learned to play it. Perhaps, because the game is more like life itself -- the drama of life unfolds with every turn of a card.
Poker is a game of empathy. It is a game of understanding the intent and motives of your opponent so that you can arrive at correct decisions. Poker teaches a lot about life. It develops discipline, critical reasoning, management of finances, strategy building, all are useful not only in life but also to almost any endeavor you want to pursue. In my quest for my first million, I have learned a lot of lessons from poker as in life, which I hope you can learn from, too:
Life is both luck and skill, in the short run, luck prevails, but in the long run skill triumphs. Don't bluff, but don't be totally honest either. Be patient, composed, and calm. To get better, practice and study. Look for patterns. Never make an important decision when you're tired or have recently consumed alcoholic beverages. Stick to the level of stakes you are comfortable with and while you're at it, you might as well enjoy the game.
Since I have reached this far in "the game." I have no further intentions of pursuing another million chips. The game does not appeal to me anymore. I have done enough for the game, and for this, I am officially retiring. The game must end in one way or another and I must move on.
My skill in this game is a gift - that's true. But I also realized that if I must widen my horizon and find out what other talents I can cultivate - I must learn to let this go. As the saying goes, you can't discover new oceans unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.