Ok, now for my worst played hand of the month (and prob the year so far...)
I have 7
8
in EMP. 2 limpers I make it 25 to go.
6 callers see a flop of:
9
Q
7
Checked around.
Turn 6
Checked to button, a sometimes spewy, stationy player prone to tilt issues. (I can't say more as he probably will eventually read this blog
...)
Button bets 80. Folded to me. Lotta options here, the best of which is calling. So naturally I decide to raise.
I look at his stack surmise he has about $340 left say "eff it" and opt to commit myself with a $220 bet.
He insta shoves. FML. Oh well, I got outs. I ask for a chip count to make sure dealer says $330.
I say "Total?"
And dealer informed me, "No, behind."
HUH? What the **** oh **** I missed 2 black chips he had at the bottom of his stack.
Sigh guess I gotta fold but I talk thru it. Maybe there is a chance I am good. Could have picked up a FD, etc...
Ask him what he wants he says he wants me to fold, he is best and will show.
I believe him.
Still undecided he shows 5
and I immediately just assume Q
5
.
Sigh (again). Tho I guess he can have a hand like 56dd (even tho this is impossible) or hell even 58. I assess my equity at about 20%.
I go to fold then decide "KingFish (not my real name), you already ****ed this hand up so bad you deserve to be punished. Now suck it up and call and you can still hit 2 pair, a straight, trips... (Forgetting during this inner monologue that 2p is no good and completely discounting the fact that 2 of my outs are also diamonds and figuring the best way to negate a mistake is to compound it into a bigger mistake and...)
"I call!"
Who the **** said that? Stupid brain.
River is a 4 and my brain thinks it's a straight he shows Q5dd I show my not a straight and then he berates me for my play while scooping a big pot...
Well this brings out my big swinging dick and I challenge him to HU4ROLLZ!!! (I know him well enough to not worry about chasing him away)
To my surprise he agrees.
"Really??!" Says I, ashockedly (not a typo). I was not expecting this. I think I peed a little in excitement.
"Yes. Let's go."
"Seriously?!?!" say I, inquisitively.
"What part of yes do you not understand?" Says evil villain man, cantankerously.
"5/10 so we can just pay time no rake?" I ask, still incredulous
“Whatever you want. Yes, already!” he retorts, retortedly.
Stunned, I ask the floor if we can play a 5/10 HU game and they agree.
Brush comes asks if if I want to play I say "Yup!"
Then asks evil villain man if he wants to play and he says...
“Hell no.”
Well played, sir. Well played.
Soo...
I declare a fatwa on his chips, go into captain aggro mode, declare war!
"If anyone takes any of his chips they are MY chips! I will hunt down my chips with great vengeance and furious anger those who yatta yatta yatta..."
He eventually leaves, I rebound from loss (was still +400ish on day after the spew), and 2 hours later finish +$2k.
If the hand never happened my plan was to leave at the end of the down, so technically my awful play made me about $1000 as I only stayed so I could fake tilt my way back to +1k, and made a little extra for my effort.
Moral to the story: Lol there is no moral it's ****ing poker.
Up Next: Finally, a hand I played well! (I think)
To be continued...
Last edited by King Fish; 05-08-2014 at 11:48 PM.