Posted by Dr Fro 2:37 PM
Jacks

On Saturday, Beavis and I went to play $1-$2 NL for a couple hours before our big night out. The plan was to win enough money to pay for the night.

I usually only write about hands when either a) there is some great lesson to learn and the hand provides a perfect example or b) I am soliciting advice on a hand where I believe I made a mistake. The hand I wish to discuss from Saturday was neither.

We were there for 2 hours, and I was at the end of my time limit. (Ever since I read that Daniel N. sets time limits on himself, I have followed his lead). Beavis had already cashed out and I told the table it was my last hand. I straddled for $4 and the guy to my left opened the pot for $15. I called with JJ and it was heads up. The flop came three hearts, all lower than Jack.

He bet, and I raised. Being in the straddle and knowing this was my last had, I think he thought I was messing around. He also knew that the 3 hearts were a bit scary. I decided that his bet was just to drive me out, so I re-raised all-in. He called. We are both in this hand for about $200 a piece. He turns over AhKs for 2 overcards and a flush draw. That is 14 outs for him - about a coin toss at this point.

A very, very bad card came on the turn, a king. Now he was ahead and I needed a Jack to win. Of course the J of hearts would make him a flush, so I had 1 out.

The next card was my Jack. I won a $400 pot hitting my 1 out. Cha-freakin-ching. I cashed out and headed to Fireside Pies for the victory dinner. He left the cardroom before I had even had the chance to offer my condolences.

1 Comment(s):

Posted by  Junelli, at 3:53 PM, August 01, 2005  

That's great! For me lately, I'm the guy who leaves before people can offer their condolences.

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