"It's a roller coaster. Sometimes you're high, sometimes you're low. Right now, it's our low point. There's nothing I can do right now to change it. ... but I'll be all right. I'll fight through. The sun will come up tomorrow." - Jason White

Two years in a row the bowl game has been their "low point" ... and man have I enjoyed the last two years. There is nothing better than watching the team that beat my horns get absolutely walloped. I take pleasure in knowing their fans get a little taste of what I go through every time the Red River Shootout comes around, wondering where the hell did all the talent go! What an embarrassment in front of millions of people.

On a differnt note, the quote was chosen not merely because it allowed me to take a jab at OU, but because it describes my poker play today. 128 hands played without a single win. Variance sucks.

127 hands I look down and find nothing but cards like 92o. Whats worse, I couldn't even play a single hand. If I limped in pre-flop, the pot got raised at least 5 or 6 times the big blind. If I raised pre-flop to try to steal, I got re-raised all-in. You would think I owed the table money with the way it was working me over. It wasn't all bad though. Out of all 127 hands, if I played them down to the river, I only would have won two of them: one when my ten would have beat out pocket eights and another when my 95 would have hit the straight. My outlook: at least I didn't fold a bunch of winning hands like I usually do during "dry spells". No, this was a TRUE dry spell. No cards and no winning hands.

The 128th hand though, I thought I had broken the spell. Nope.

I'm dealt cowboys in the BB. Four people limp, small blind raises. I, still not over the fact I finally got a raisable, scratch that, playable hand, re-raise all-in. I get two callers, a guy in middle position and the small blind. MP flips over pocket tens and SB shows pocket queens. I about wet myself when I saw how far in the lead I was. Finally, I was going to win a pot. Yeah, guess what the first card on the flop was. Yup, it was a ten. Should have known with the way my day had been going.

The remaining four cards were rags and I was left with nothing. I thought about rebuying for a moment before my better judgement came back. The way my day was going, I either would have pissed it away making stupid decisions or just had my stack blinded away. Either way, it wouldn't have turn out profitable so I just went and took a nap instead.

Today was a low-point, but I'll fight through and the sun will come up tomorrow. The cards will eventually change and pots will again be pushed my way. Until then, I take solace in knowing two things.

First, I played the hands right. I maintained discipline and thats a step in the right direction from where I usually find myself during dry spells where anything suited is good enough for to go all-in.

Second, while like the Sooners, I went to sleep having suffered a big loss, unlike OU, I'll wake up tomorrow and still have my dignity.

As a sidenote, the sun didn't come out in Norman today, it was cloudy/rainy ... sorry Jason ...