I'm starting to look forward to these excursions. When we first started, I was very skeptical about the randomness that is Pub Poker. Since then, I have adjusted my rock style and learned to just last until the first cut and I should be fine.
7pm -
The first tournament, we were full at 8 tables and I proceed to just play the way I do and try and last until the first break. I start in the big blind, it gets raised by the button to 100 (from 50) and I call with my J/4 clubs. The flop comes 4/club/club. I check my small pair/flush draw. It gets checked round (even by the button, which is weird). The turn comes a Jack. I bet 200. Folds to the button, who mutters something under her breath and calls. The River comes a J. I check and she bets about 200. I raise to make it about 800 to go. She is visibly upset now, and calls. My boat wins to her pocket 9s. She goes on about how I could possibly call a raise preflop with junk like that. I decide not to engage her in conversation/justification, weird..I know. The guy to my left just pushes everyone around. I'm lucky enough not to be in the pots with him. At the first color up, he's got about 15000. Half way through 400/800, I have about 2200 left or so. I make a bluff and I guess I let someone know what was up, because he called me with his A/3 when the board was K/Q/9/3. I didn't have anything and he dragged the pot. I was getting board so that's why I tried to make a play. I guess my "rock" tendencies didn't prove to him that I only played the good cards.
10pm -
I get sat at the "good" table with 4 real poker players, 2 semi poker players and the guy that runs the shindig. I proceed to pucker up tighter than anyone I've ever seen. To be fair, if I would have played anything that I had, I would have lost. So I get blinded a lot because we are moving at a great pace. Fast forward to 200/400. I'm big blind with about 2800 or so left. Two to my left is a girl that seems strong enough and only plays good hands. Two to her left is an older woman that befriended me last week. She's usually drunk by this point and last night was no different. 1 to my right is a funny guy who is also drunk, but can play. So...4 callers.
I have 3/2 off in the big blind.
Flop = 3/Q/9 - skittles
Checks around.
Turn - 5spade
Small blind makes a bet of 400. I look at him, comment about a flush needing a 5th card and I call. The other two call as well.
River - 3red
Small blind checks, I bet 400, two to my left calls, older lady raise 100 to make it 500 (don't ask). Guy to my right thinks it over and folds. I think for a second. I know the two to my left has Q/x, because that's the way she plays. The wild card is the older lady. I decide it's now or never, I push the remaining chips in (about 2k or so). The girl 2 to my left calls and the older lady calls.
I flip over my trips. She shows her Q/7 just like I thought. The older lady flips over K/3hearts.
Yep, I can't say that it was a bad beat because she had me beat the whole way. I couldn't bet on the flop because I was early position and there were two over cards and I had the lowest kicker and wouldn't have got her out anyway. Oh well, I had fun.
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