In the beginning was the word, and the word was Nit.

It is now 6 months since I played my first hand of poker, and over those six months I have gron my bank roll from 25 dollars to 350 dollars. I did this by playing €2.5 Sit and Goes, .03/0.4 and more recently .05/.1 cash. In the course of my poker, I have discovered that if I have an inner-child, then he is a bigger nit than Dan Harrington.
Being a nit at a loose table is a beautiful experience. You wait and wait, tossing aside junk hands and watching the others as they double-up and then bust out 20 minutes later. You find a hand now and then but hit an ugly flop, and you let it go as if it never happened. Then out of nowhere you flop the stone cold nuts and proceed to have 3 players betting into you, or you flop a set when someone else picks up top pair. Then all the waiting is worthwhile- although you never bet without the nuts or close to it, no one seems to have noticed and they literally throw their stacks at you. It's a beautiful thing- playing in a game that is so loose or so bad that no one gives you credit for having a hand. If it only it was like this at the higher levels.
So this blog will document the exceptionally uninspired adventures of a guy who thinks that winning with a set of Kings makes him some kind of genius. Hopefully, it will see my BR hit the 500 dollar mark and move up to 25NL and beyond. I also hope that when I post hands, some better minds would see fit to chip in and add some value to my game.