Years ago, when poker was cool and new to TV, I wanted to be a professional poker
player.
I lost money, night after night.
All the players at my local casino knew I was terrible. They looked happy to see me every time I sat down.
With good reason. I was
paying their mortgages!
Eventually, I got tired of being a broke loser. I ordered $300 of "how to win at poker books" from a Las Vegas publisher.
Some were good, some stank.
I
read them all. I re-read the good ones. I made notes.
I started to win instead of lose.
You will probably agree that my $300 was well-spent.