So my roommate Nick and I drink a lot of milk. We literally had
FIVE 1-gallon jugs of milk in our fridge the other day. I've told Nick (who is working out religiously) about the importance of the quality of protein from milk, eggs, tuna, and chicken since he is trying to put on as much muscle as possible while here in Whistler.
So why am i telling you all this? I'll get to that. Let me start off by saying that occasionally I've see Nick, sitting in front of his computer, with a gallon of milk just chillin' on the floor that he's drinkin' on. He's obviously dedicated to getting the protein he needs in order to put on muscle. Good job Nick.
So what happens later?
He gets a mega-donkey at 25/50. What is 25/50 all the non-poker players are wondering? Well, if you don't play poker, "blinds" are the money each player has to post in order to play a hand, in this case each player will take turns posting $25 and $50. A standard all-in pot at 25/50 where both players have bought in for 100 big blinds is $10,000. I've seen massive $40,000 pots at these stakes.
Yeah, it's an expensive game. The next level is $50/$100 and is considered "nosebleed stakes".
When a bad player wants to play you at $25/$50 you absolutely DO NOT WANT TO GIVE HIM ANY REASON TO LEAVE!!! Nick's winrate is around 25 big blinds per 100 hands and most players can generally play 150-200 hands per hour heads up online. What does that mean? That means a typical opponent at $25/$50 is losing $1,875-$2,500 PER HOUR to Nick. You DO NOT want him to leave, no matter what!!! If your phone rings, ignore it. If your dog is eating the furniture, let it happen. If the doorbell buzzes, they can come back later.
...and if you have to take a piss, don't ask the guy to wait on you, he might leave, just grab the empty milk jug at your feet and piss away.
Turns out that throughout the day Nick had pissed in this milk jug several times as I was casually listening to Primus, clicking away on my mouse, playing online poker, completely clueless that my roommate was taking a whiz in our living room and there was a half full gallon of urine just chillin' on the floor.
This level of dedication is what serparates the soon-to-be nosebleed grinders from the small/midstakes players. I think. I wonder if my friend Caleb, who is also a pro poker player and is married, I wonder if his wife would understand if he just had to piss in a drink container in the living room, lol. We'll never know.