90 minutes. 2 hands. One awesome, feel good session. These don't come along every day. Here were the two hands.
Hand 1 : Guy raises in early position to $10. Two people call. I am in the blind and look down at K-K. I reraise to $50. The guy who raised insta-reraises to $150.
I just sat down a few minutes ago and started the hand with about $530. He has me covered. At this point the main thing running through my head was "Am I going to fold kings preflop?" Pretty much, the answer was no. I thought about my options. Folding seems crazy weak. Calling is pretty stupid I think because you are committing so much preflop. Reraising a small amount (like, to $275) and planning to fold isn't going to work IMO. In the WPT boot camp they basically just said that folding kings preflop isn't that great of an idea anyway. I sort of made my peace with it and shoved all-in. He insta-called. Sigh.
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| Ah, running hot at the Wynn. |
"Maybe we have the same hand?" he said as he turned up his A-A. "Not quite", I said. I held my cards face down in my left hand, sitting in the 4 seat awaiting my fate. Ready to muck and pull out another $500. The flop came 9-9-6. The turn didn't give me any kind of a sweat, it wasn't a picture.
River - you know what it was. KING. :-) I saw the king and instantly flipped my hand over. The table was SO silent after that. I said to the guy "Sorry bro, that was pretty bad". Haha. I never feel bad about hands, and this is no exception, but still. That is gross. Getting it in preflop with pocket aces is pretty much your dream. And then, OHHHH SNAP! (That sound brings me back to my super old school online poker days, playing with friends on Stars while chatting on Yahoo! Messenger and using that clip over and over and over.) The guy pretty much got up and left the table immediately after taking that crushing beat. :-)
Hand 2 : Then literally just a few hands later I am in the cutoff with 7-7. The button straddled, and I raise to $20. He calls. I said something along the lines of, I'm ready to put another bad beat on someone.
Flop is another dream : 4-7-9 with 2 hearts. Bang. I bet out $26 and he calls me. Turn is a 10. It could have made the 6-8 straight, but at least it didn't make the super obvious straight with a 3 or a 8. I bet out $80 and he called me. The pot was getting pretty big now.
The river came out an interesting card, an offsuit 6. Now there was a one-liner to a straight out there. We were both pretty deep still, he had over $300 left and I had him covered. What to do?
I figured I would bet, but I did think I would fold to a raise. I ended up deciding to bet out $125. A big enough bet that it was going to be pretty hard for him to bluff raise me. I took 5 red chips, put them on top of a $100 stack, and slid them out. He said something like "well I have to call" and threw out a $100 bill. I turned up my set. He was disgusted and said I was so lucky, and that he should have raised me preflop. Must have had an overpair. It would be sick if he had pocket aces as well, wow.
The other day I posted a picture of a stack that signifies a bad session - a bunch of bills, few chips. The picture above is the perfect picture of a kick ass session - tons of big stacks, big denomination chips, bills, totally disorganized because you are winning chips faster than you can stack them. That's what poker is supposed to be. :-)
I ended up winning $690 today. That pretty much cancels out the entire terrible session I had last weekend. Yeah, I had to get super lucky to win that money, but that's poker. I'm excited for my next session again. :-)
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