Friday was a good poker day, Saturday not so much. Let me start with a memorable hand from Friday.
Friday is a dealers choice game. They pick all sorts of crazy games. One of my favorites came up called Texaha. You get dealt 6 cards, and you separate them into holdem hand and an omaha hand. Half the pot is awarded to the high holdem hand, and half to the high omaha hand.
I got dealt AAT683. I put the aces in my holdem hand, and raised. I got a few callers. The flop came ATT. I bet half the pot and got 1 caller. The turn was a Q. I bet half the pot, and he called. The river was a 6. I bet half the pot, and he called with 2 boats, both smaller than mine. I love hands where all you have to worry about is how much to bet to get the other sucker to call without chasing them away.
Saturday was not so easy. Early in the game with 9J, there is a board is 8765 with 2 hearts. I call an all-in bet and we both have the straight to the 9, but he is freerolling with hearts, and the river brings it.
I rebuy and quickly look down at two red aces. The 2 seat raises to $12, I pop it to $30. A guy after me calls the $30 with Q8 of hearts. He was on tilt and was calling with anything. The initial raiser calls. The flop comes J high, no 8, with 2 hearts. I bet $80 and the guy after me raises to $170 all-in. The other guy folds and I make the call of $90 more into the almost $350 pot. We agree to run it 3 times. The first board comes QQ, I lose. The next board comes heart, blank, I lose. The last board goes runner, runner, to make a straight with his 8. I lose all three boards. SICK!
I go card dead for hours and hours and start to make a few bored calls, but without connecting what-so-ever on the board, I am quickly bored again. I started when the game got going, and finished when the game broke, and never saw any opportunities to make back my money until the last hand of the night.
I was tired and bored and pissed at how bad the dealer was at dealing. I was dealt AK of clubs. I raise and get 2 callers. The flop comes 976 with 2 clubs. A young attractive woman bets, and the other player calls. I flat hoping to see a club on the turn. A non-club 5 is now on the board. The woman checks, and the guy bets big. I know he has the 8 for the straight. I have to call a big bet into a big pot with someone still to act after me. Both players have more chips than me. Calling this bet will cost me over 1/3 of my remaining stack. I go into the tank trying to convince myself to call even though I thought I was not getting the proper odds. I was also worried about getting repopped by the woman. I folded, she called, and a club hits the river. They check and she showed pocket 9s and he shows his straight. I am SICK! I leave and go home stuck a lot, but do not feel too bad. I thought I would feel worse, but I am happy I do not. I am still not sure if it was correct to call that bet, but will discuss it with some poker nuts and get some opinions.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
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