Last Hand Before sbo Dinner


A couple of hands (AJo and ATo) helped push me up about $100. That’s when I’m dealt A6o on the button. There are a bunch of limpers so I call as well. The flop is A-T-2, rainbow. It’s checked to me and I bet 30, getting two callers. The turn pairs the deuce, the second club. I bet another 50 and get one caller. He’s wearing an Air Jordan hat and looks like MJ might look if he had let himself go a bit.

The river is the third club and Jordan bets all in for his final 25. Dammit. He stuck around for runner-runner clubs? I have to call and he shows Q8. Q8?? How did he call the bet on the flop? Oh well. It’s dinner break time and I’m up $22.

Limping Is the Rule

I’d say it’s not your typical NL table because limping is running rampant. I’m dealt JTo and I limp with the entire table. The flop is K-J-T, two diamonds. It’s bet 10 and called three times. I raise another 50 and get one caller.

The turn is another diamond. Ugh. It’s checked and I bet another 50 and get called again. Ugh. The river is a 9 putting four to the straight on the board. Ugh. He checks and so do I.

“Do you have the queen?” I ask. He just shakes his head and I take down the pot with two pair. Over the next half hour or so, I win another three hands with no showdowns (AJs, pocket 10’s and 97s) and now I’m up to $376.

Doug Brien Is My Kicker

In case you don’t know, Doug Brien missed two field goals in the final two minutes of a playoff game against the Pittsburgh Steelers. He’s the only kicker in NFL history to pull off that dubious feat. So when my hand catches a big pair, but my kicker is a little weak, I call it the Doug Brien.

In the course of just a few hands, I watched my KT go down to sbo , my AQo lose to AKs, and another KT lose to KJ. Poorly played on all streets every time. I’m back down to $237.

The Open Road and Poker Tables

Late in the afternoon, Ed sat down to my left. Ed is living a life I slightly envy. He’s a trucker who spends his free time hitting casino poker rooms across the country as he goes from job to job. He had just finished playing in Oklahoma before hitting Louisiana. He seemed like a really nice guy, but I got the sense he also enjoyed exaggerating a bit, but who doesn’t, right?

The first hand we get invovled in, I’m dealt AJs and I raise to 10 and get three callers. The flop is J-9-6, two hearts. I bet 30 and Ed calls me. The turn is a third heart and I’m a little worried. I bet 25 to see where he is and I get called again. The river pairs the 6, but it’s not another heart. I reach for chips and Ed mucks, claiming QT and a straight draw. I’m up to $296.

Just a few hands later, my A5 of spades catch a flush on the turn and I’m up to $340.