Playin 1/2 NL at our local casino many years back for the first time in awhile and absolutely playing with scared $$. I have JJ in the BB with ~$200 and half the table limps. Knowing a raise gets me to a 4-way pot at best I talk myself into checking.
Flop 8-8-J!!! BINK!
It checks through to a short-stacked LP donko who makes his obvious stab at the pot. I call and so does the big stack.
Turn blank, I check, big stack bets, donko folds, I flat.
River K.
I lead, he shoves, I call, all within a total of 3 seconds. My head's spinning, heart's pounding, and I'm trying to keep my composure as he quietly flips over K8!! F*CK I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW BRUTAL THAT IS, WHAT A SICK BEAT THAT HE RIVERED ME I RUN SOOOOO AWFUL!!!! I slam my losing flopped boat face up next to my chips to show the world my misfortune and storm away from the table cussing, making a small spectacle of myself.... until.... wait.... holy sh*t... what am I doing I WON THE HAND DUMBASS!!!
Needless to say I quietly returned to a table full of bewildered looking players with a very red face and a pile of chips waiting for me