Found a game not too too far from my new house. I was referred by a friend and sat in at about 11pm. Actually recognized one guy from highschool although we weren’t all that friendly back then. But scouted out the competition and didn’t see anything dangerous. Had I had some better cards, I feel I really could have run over the table, but played decently for a 385 win.
These guys seem impatient, they play anything and are overall nice guys, but for the most part, nice guys finish last. My favorite couple of hands from last night were the following:
The lucky hand – about 10 minutes in I limp in with A,9 off. Like 7 callers and about $14 in the pot ($1-2NL). Flop A,3,3. I check and guy on my left bets $15. Only I call. Turn, a Q, deeming my kicker pretty much irrelevant. I check, he bets a quarter, I make it $75 and he instashoves for about another $60 more. Woops! At this time, there’s already about $200 in the pot and if he does just have an Ace, we chop, but he likely has the “3”. Lady luck brings me the Ace on the river and he mucks his hand in disgust and goes home. Thanks man!
Quads. I’m in the small blind and 6 limpers in. I have 10,10 and just check. Flop, 10,10,7. Oh my. Well, of course I check. No one bets. Turn, an 8, bring both a straight and flush draw. I bet out $15 and actually get 3 callers. River’s a Jack of clubs, meaning there’s a straight and likely more important a flush out there. I overbet the pot and bet a hundo (that’s American for $100). Two players think and muck as do all others. I take a smallish pot, but the two guys that thought, both said they folded straights. Geez, hit their cards and muck. Both tight players though.
Aces and Aces. End of the night and I make it $20 under the gun with two black Aces. Two callers and then SB makes it $120. He’s got a grand behind (I have about 9 bills in front of me). I elect to go all in to take it down there. One guy really hms and haws and mucks (later stating he mucked KK), and another one folds. SM instacalls and I immediately know he’s got the two red Aces. He does and I immediately say, chop it up? We both agree, but of course they run it out and three diamonds on the flop. Scary, but we’d still have chopped.
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