3 from Casino Windsor, 1 from the work home-game. Last one first…
It’s J’s birthday. Dina comes to pick me up. I’m under the gun, so it’s my last hand. I look at my cards… 7♥2♥. I show them to Dina, and start to muck them. Dina says “I’d play those.” <shrug />. I throw in $2 and hold on to my hand. The new-to-the-game player to my left raises to $8. It comes back around to me. Again, I start to muck, and Dina says “You’re already in.” <shrug />. I throw in another $6 and hold on to my hand.
The flop is something like 4♦6♥9♥. I check. New-guy makes it $10. I call. The turn is 10♥. I check. New-guy pushes all in for about $80. I insta-call. New-guy turns over K♥K♣. He’s dismayed when I turn over my hand. No heart comes on the river, and I rake in a nice pot.
Dina nods to the new guy and says “Nice meeting you.” as we cash out and head out.
At Casino Windsor, I’m playing 3-6 limit Hold’em.
The first hand is the turn-around hand for the night. My night was going pretty badly. I was playing tight-aggressive. Unfortunately, none of my draws hit, and my good hands got outdrawn. I was seriously considering going home until a couple of idiots sat down at the other end of the table. The kind of idiots that call people when they play the board. I’m playing heads up against one of them. I turn over Qx, with a board of QJ752 rainbow, giving me top pair, bad kicker. The other guy says “straight” and flips over 86. At this point, I figure that I’m really tired and should leave the table… I was certain that there was no straight possibility… turns out I was right… the dealer starts pushing the chips to my opponent until everyone else at the table yells that there’s no straight.
The second hand, I’m in the big blind with 7♣4♣. I call a single raise to close the betting. The flop is A♦T♥5♣. I check. Someone bets. For no good reason, when it gets around to me, I call, thinking that, at this point, I really need a club or a straight draw to hit me on the turn to stay in. What I really need is the 6♣ to give me both. The turn is, surprise, surprise, the 6♣ (c’mon… if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t be blogging about it, would I). I check and call the bet from one of idiots at the other end of the table. The river is the 8♣. I check, idiot bets, I raise, idiot calls. He turns over A♣3♠. He again tries to rake in the pot, but this time I actually know what I have. The only way the hand could’ve played out better is if he had the 3♣ instead.
The third hand, I have KK. Someone bets, I raise. Chick in mid-to-late position calls. Total of 4 players see the flop of 876 rainbow. Initial raiser checks. I raise. Chick re-raises. Having watched her play for the last hour, I peg her as having the straight with a T9. Everyone folds around to me. I call, telling myself that I’ll fold unless I get a full house draw on the turn. Well… the turn is another 8. I check, chick bets, I call. The river is a K. I check, chick bets, I raise. She asks if I hit a full house. I say “No, I actually hit quads on the turn.”. She raises, I re-raise, she calls. I turn over my KK. She resignedly flips over a T9o.
