Now in my last post I said that there was a particular type of player in the poker world destined to lose with quads, and, on the other side, the sort of guy who beats the poor fucker holding four-of-a-kind. I claimed to be in the 'beaten with quads' category.
Thought that was an exaggeration? Well, the poker gods were listening: check this out.
Just after I finish writing the 'quads' blog, I fire up a P/L HE cash game. First hand I am dealt 22 and check my option. Flop comes 722. I check and it is checked to the button who bets. I call, rest of the table folds. Turn a 7. I am delighted as I’m pretty sure this guy has the other 7. I check, button bets, I go to check-raise and… I am disconnected.
I scream a scream of primeval rage.
I swear. I slam the desk with my fist. And yet I remain disconnected. Long enough anyway that by the time I’m back the table is commiserating me on being disconnected with Quads. Apparently my opponent went all-in after I check-raised – he did have the other 7.
So as I’m reeling from this I am dealt AA. I raise and get two callers. The flop is K high. Someone bets, I raise… and am disconnected again.
I throw my head back and howl - the world is spinning; the neighbour’s dogs start baying in response to the cacophony of fury and torment emanating from my house.
I am reconnected. Unfortunately, I used my last ‘disconnect-protect’ in the last hand and didn’t have time to re-set it. I lose not only the money my opponent would have bet (he went all-in with a pair of Kings) but all the money in the middle as well.
One of the other players at the table types the following: ‘Dude, just get up from the table, and go and watch TV’.
I take his advice.
Monday, January 16, 2006
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