By Flygirl62
Lynn and I were playing free poker at one of our local establishments. Its a nice Saturday afternoon, so there were only 4 tables. We've been playing for about 40 minutes, and the blinds are 200/400. Two seats to my left is this "grumpy old man" with an unlit cigar in his mouth. Everytime he's in a hand and has to lay it down he grumbles about donkey players.So...I'm in the bb and I have pocket 44s. It folds around to GOM, and he bets 1600. The small blind folds his 200. I look at my pocket 44s, glance at GOM's remaining stack, and decide to make the call for the extra 1200. The flop comes A36. I still have a pocket pair and two opportunites to make a straight. I check and GOM goes all in for his remaining 1400 in chips. I think about it for a bit and try to calculate pot odds, which we all know I don't pay attention to anyways, then I call. Mind you, calling the 1400 left me with only about 400 in chips, so I was pretty much pot committed when I called the original 1600. I also looked at Lynn's chips, which were pretty low, and thought "Well, if I go out, we can leave and go do yardwork."The turn is a 4, and the river is a 10, giving me a set. I flip over my cards, and GOM goes ballistic! He's calling me a donkey, flipping the 4 back over and saying "what were you doing calling with only 44s?", etc. etc. He mucks his cards without showing, and continues to berate me. The rest of the table including Lynn are all saying "let it go", but I just can't. I start arguing with the guy saying "Look, I had a pocket pair, had money in the pot, and you didn't make it that much more for me to see a card. After that, I was pot committed, so I called the all in." He keeps going on and on about how I called a raise with only 44s, getting louder and louder. I finally said "Sir, how much money have you made this year in real money games?" He stares and me and says "What do you mean? What does that matter?" Again, I ask "How much money have you made in real games if you are such a good player?" Again I get the same answer. So, I tell him when he starts making money in real games he can question my play in the free tournaments....until then he needs to shut the fk up. He looks at me, sputters a few other things about donkey players and storms out.The rest of the table just said "He's always like that. It doesn't matter what he gets beat with, he calls people donkeys." Well...that's all well and fine but this donkey....errrr....fine card playing cousin to a filly doesn't just sit there and take the rantings of grumpy old men...expecially not at free poker.So that's my experience with grumpy old men. Maybe next time I'll talk about my experience with pushy, middle aged men...lol.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Retard Woman
By Punkymonroe
Two years ago while playing at the Taj in Atlantic City, I was in a very lively $3/6 game with a guy who was drinking and playing like a fish. He was raising every hand especially when it was my blind (he had no respect for me or my play). He was almost broke and he raised my bb, I was sitting there with pocket 9's so I re-raised him and he capped it. A third nine came on rainbow ten high flop and I bet and he raised and we raised till he had it all in (we were heads up so there was no cap to raising). He flipped over AQ off and said "oh you got me" and I said "I know" as I flipped over my nines...well when I said that I knew I had him...he lost it. He started slamming chairs around and started screaming all over "RETARD WOMAN" over and over and over. He was a regular there and they didn't kick him out. He eventually left the room and went outside to steam. It was one of my prouder poker moments...nah, not really but it did crack me up.
I played against him in a tournament last year and he wasn't drinking at the time and he was pretty nice to me. I made the final table and I could hear him talking about how well I played, what a good player I was and on and on. He also didn't recognize me and probably didn't remember any of what had happened the year before and I wasn't about to remind him.
Two years ago while playing at the Taj in Atlantic City, I was in a very lively $3/6 game with a guy who was drinking and playing like a fish. He was raising every hand especially when it was my blind (he had no respect for me or my play). He was almost broke and he raised my bb, I was sitting there with pocket 9's so I re-raised him and he capped it. A third nine came on rainbow ten high flop and I bet and he raised and we raised till he had it all in (we were heads up so there was no cap to raising). He flipped over AQ off and said "oh you got me" and I said "I know" as I flipped over my nines...well when I said that I knew I had him...he lost it. He started slamming chairs around and started screaming all over "RETARD WOMAN" over and over and over. He was a regular there and they didn't kick him out. He eventually left the room and went outside to steam. It was one of my prouder poker moments...nah, not really but it did crack me up.
I played against him in a tournament last year and he wasn't drinking at the time and he was pretty nice to me. I made the final table and I could hear him talking about how well I played, what a good player I was and on and on. He also didn't recognize me and probably didn't remember any of what had happened the year before and I wasn't about to remind him.
Monday, June 25, 2007
Poker Stars Sunday Million
By DesertAngel702
I won a $13 satellite seat to the Sunday Million Tourney on Poker Stars. (I was playing under my fiance's account Balt999). It actually was the first time I played in the Sunday Million and I got to the final two tables. We are 5 handed and I have approximately 2.6 Million in chips and the chip leader has about 10 Million. The blinds are very high like 120/240 with 20K ante. Anyways I get pocket KK's and at the time my 11 month old daughter was sitting on my lap and just as I am about to raise, she grabs the mouse and pulls it out of the computer. I am yelling to my fiance to come and fix it fast because I have pocket KK and now the clock is running on me. I have 120 seconds to act. Well he gets the mouse in but it is frozen and he has to reboot the computer well it take about 3 minutes. By the time I get back on line, I am down to 800K in chips and now the short stack. As soon as I get back online, I am dealt pocket AA and go all in, the BB calls with K2os. The flop comes with K on the board and then another K on the river and I am out in 10th place. I couldn't believe it. If my daughter hadn't pulled the mouse out I am sure I would have finished higher in the money and even possibly winning outright. 1st place was $182,000 and 10th was $5,700, big difference! So when my daughter gets older, I am going to tell her there went all of her college money! LOL. The next day after I cooled off a bit, I realized that I still did great because I outlasted 6,000 players!
I won a $13 satellite seat to the Sunday Million Tourney on Poker Stars. (I was playing under my fiance's account Balt999). It actually was the first time I played in the Sunday Million and I got to the final two tables. We are 5 handed and I have approximately 2.6 Million in chips and the chip leader has about 10 Million. The blinds are very high like 120/240 with 20K ante. Anyways I get pocket KK's and at the time my 11 month old daughter was sitting on my lap and just as I am about to raise, she grabs the mouse and pulls it out of the computer. I am yelling to my fiance to come and fix it fast because I have pocket KK and now the clock is running on me. I have 120 seconds to act. Well he gets the mouse in but it is frozen and he has to reboot the computer well it take about 3 minutes. By the time I get back on line, I am down to 800K in chips and now the short stack. As soon as I get back online, I am dealt pocket AA and go all in, the BB calls with K2os. The flop comes with K on the board and then another K on the river and I am out in 10th place. I couldn't believe it. If my daughter hadn't pulled the mouse out I am sure I would have finished higher in the money and even possibly winning outright. 1st place was $182,000 and 10th was $5,700, big difference! So when my daughter gets older, I am going to tell her there went all of her college money! LOL. The next day after I cooled off a bit, I realized that I still did great because I outlasted 6,000 players!
Friday, June 22, 2007
My first Time at Binion’s
By 1luckydame
A couple years ago, Barb and I were in Las Vegas for a couple days in between visiting her friends and family in Arizona and California. On the second night we headed to Fremont Street, since I hadn’t been there since they had put up the huge awning and light show. We found ourselves in front of Binions, having followed the world series on ESPN this was the one place I wanted to play at. The room was packed, open seats were scarce. I put my name on both the 1/2 NL and the 2/4 Limit lists. The 2/4 opened up first; I bought $40 in chips and found my seat. Barb was still too intimidated by the whole place to sit and play. Turns out my table was right along the infamous rail, within eye shot of the wall of fame, talk about history. The game it self was as most 2/4 tables go, friendly, and loose. I’d win a pot, then loose a pot. I went up and down for the longest time. This entire time Barb had been content to just stand and watch. A seat opened up next to mine, and encouraged by the fact I was holding my own she opted to join us. The two guys who were sitting on either side of us were friends, and started making small talk, the more they talked the more I won, and slowly my stack was moving in the right direction. Barb slowly lost her chips and was about to get up when one of the two guys, who was doing very well and hitting cards like crazy would not let her get up, he opens up his wallet and tosses her another $40 and tells her she is his good luck charm and must stay. So she did, after all it wasn’t her money anymore. We played for another couple hours, Then the two guys had leave, just before cashing out their chips they insisted on giving both barb and I more of their money. Of course we objected, but they were insistent. I did point out that they stood no chance of picking either one of us up lol. We left shortly after that, with Barb breaking even, partly due because of the donated money, and I left $120 up. I have since then been at many many tables, have yet to meet anyone who just insists on giving me money, I usually have to take it from them lol. It was the oddest time I have ever had at a table. I don’t remember much of the actual play for that night, simply that the entire table was having a good time; there were no jerks, no crabby players, even the dealer where laughing and joking around. The fact I was playing in a place steeped in history made it even better.
A couple years ago, Barb and I were in Las Vegas for a couple days in between visiting her friends and family in Arizona and California. On the second night we headed to Fremont Street, since I hadn’t been there since they had put up the huge awning and light show. We found ourselves in front of Binions, having followed the world series on ESPN this was the one place I wanted to play at. The room was packed, open seats were scarce. I put my name on both the 1/2 NL and the 2/4 Limit lists. The 2/4 opened up first; I bought $40 in chips and found my seat. Barb was still too intimidated by the whole place to sit and play. Turns out my table was right along the infamous rail, within eye shot of the wall of fame, talk about history. The game it self was as most 2/4 tables go, friendly, and loose. I’d win a pot, then loose a pot. I went up and down for the longest time. This entire time Barb had been content to just stand and watch. A seat opened up next to mine, and encouraged by the fact I was holding my own she opted to join us. The two guys who were sitting on either side of us were friends, and started making small talk, the more they talked the more I won, and slowly my stack was moving in the right direction. Barb slowly lost her chips and was about to get up when one of the two guys, who was doing very well and hitting cards like crazy would not let her get up, he opens up his wallet and tosses her another $40 and tells her she is his good luck charm and must stay. So she did, after all it wasn’t her money anymore. We played for another couple hours, Then the two guys had leave, just before cashing out their chips they insisted on giving both barb and I more of their money. Of course we objected, but they were insistent. I did point out that they stood no chance of picking either one of us up lol. We left shortly after that, with Barb breaking even, partly due because of the donated money, and I left $120 up. I have since then been at many many tables, have yet to meet anyone who just insists on giving me money, I usually have to take it from them lol. It was the oddest time I have ever had at a table. I don’t remember much of the actual play for that night, simply that the entire table was having a good time; there were no jerks, no crabby players, even the dealer where laughing and joking around. The fact I was playing in a place steeped in history made it even better.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Royal Straight Flush!
By Punkymonroe
Last summer I was at Foxwoods playing $4/8 limit. It was pretty busy and my husband and I were seated at a new table together. It was a very loose, weak game and we were both running well. I looked down at Kc Jc in early position. Knowing how loose the table had been playing, I decide to limp in knowing that I would call a raise if it came. I didn't raise myself as I was trying to encourage limping all around as if I hit a big hand I wanted to get paid.
It was limped around to a guy in mid/late position who was raising a lot of hands and as could be predicted, raised and we all called. There were 7 of us to start the hand including the two blinds. The flop came 10h, Jd, Qc giving me a pair, an open-ended straight draw and a back door flush draw. I bet out and it was raised and me and two others called. The turn came with a 10c giving me royal/straight flush draw, flush draw, two pair which could grow to full house...oodles of outs. I checked to the raiser and he bet and it was called around to me so I called. I thought of raising here but didn't want it to look like a semi-bluff raise coming from a draw.
The river came with the Ac giving me the Royal Flush. My husband knew right where I was at and almost gave it away from the shocked look on his face when I checked, planning on check-raising to get more money in the pot. I was not worried at all that it wouldn't be bet by one of the three other players in the hand. I checked, the next guy bet, then the next guy raises him and the other one folds. It's back around to me and I re-raise. The original better folds and the other one just calls with a straight. The one who folded asked me if I caught the nut flush as he'd layed down a flush and I flipped over my hand and said "I caught the flush".
Foxwoods gave me a choice of a cheap jacket (no way, ick), a chip set, or a food voucher. I took the chip set as I actually didn't own one yet. I'll most likely never see a hand like that again but it doesn't matter as I'll probably not forget this one.
Last summer I was at Foxwoods playing $4/8 limit. It was pretty busy and my husband and I were seated at a new table together. It was a very loose, weak game and we were both running well. I looked down at Kc Jc in early position. Knowing how loose the table had been playing, I decide to limp in knowing that I would call a raise if it came. I didn't raise myself as I was trying to encourage limping all around as if I hit a big hand I wanted to get paid.
It was limped around to a guy in mid/late position who was raising a lot of hands and as could be predicted, raised and we all called. There were 7 of us to start the hand including the two blinds. The flop came 10h, Jd, Qc giving me a pair, an open-ended straight draw and a back door flush draw. I bet out and it was raised and me and two others called. The turn came with a 10c giving me royal/straight flush draw, flush draw, two pair which could grow to full house...oodles of outs. I checked to the raiser and he bet and it was called around to me so I called. I thought of raising here but didn't want it to look like a semi-bluff raise coming from a draw.
The river came with the Ac giving me the Royal Flush. My husband knew right where I was at and almost gave it away from the shocked look on his face when I checked, planning on check-raising to get more money in the pot. I was not worried at all that it wouldn't be bet by one of the three other players in the hand. I checked, the next guy bet, then the next guy raises him and the other one folds. It's back around to me and I re-raise. The original better folds and the other one just calls with a straight. The one who folded asked me if I caught the nut flush as he'd layed down a flush and I flipped over my hand and said "I caught the flush".
Foxwoods gave me a choice of a cheap jacket (no way, ick), a chip set, or a food voucher. I took the chip set as I actually didn't own one yet. I'll most likely never see a hand like that again but it doesn't matter as I'll probably not forget this one.
Friday, June 8, 2007
The beginnings of a poker player
My first time playing poker
By Bella
In 1992 I started driving a tour bus to native casino's. At first I just played Black Jack simply because you could bet $2 at a time and I wasn't into gambling much. I didn't even care for it and didn't even walk around the casino much. I took many people gambling and made many senior friends during this time.
I was sitting at a BJ table one day when this grouchy Greek guy sat down and started betting big ($10) each hand and was grumbling under his breath the entire time. Needless to say he lost around $100 and pushed his chair back and left. The dealer made the comment that Chris must be losing at poker if hes here playing BJ.
The next time Chris came back to the table he was grouchier than ever and madder than all heck. He started yelling at a few of the BJ players at the table saying "don't you people know how to play BJ?' Things like that and he started irritating me. I was in last seat and had 2 face cards which I split hitting both and doubling down. I started with 20 and made 2 splits hitting 20 again which I split again. I had 4 hands in front of me with the lowest hand totaling 19. If I hadn't split and let the dealer hit he would have busted and the entire table would have won. Needless to say Chris went ballistic and ranted at me about how dumb I played. He was so irate he jumped up tipping over the chair and walked out of the casino. The dealer again commented that Chris must have lost big time at the poker tables. I told the table I was sorry about splitting because I was new to gambling and didn't realize I should have stayed. The entire table thanked me for getting rid of Chris. LOL.
I then think Chris started looking for me and would sit at my table to play. He would give me pointers which I thanked him for. His wife was sitting next to me playing one time and he introduced her to me. I said oh that's your wife?? She rides with me on my bus. She later told me she hates to spend hours at the casino so her husband drives up to play poker and she comes later on the bus, have supper together then she rides home with him if hes ready to go. Otherwise she will ride back with me if hes winning.
One day I heard the announcement that they needed players for the poker game. I decided to walk back to the poker room and look around. I walked back there looked into the room and there sat Chris. He yells at me to come play. I walk over to him and say I don't know how to play poker. He convinces me to sit down and play after all its a 25 cent game with a $10 buyin. During the early morning hours the casino had a 25 cent Holdem/ Omaha game. Many of the regulars played in it to guarantee them a seat in the evening games. There was always a long waiting list as the casino only had 4 tables.
One of the regular 25 cent players named Tony taught me a good lesson once. I had QQ and he bet into the pot raising me and I called him. I of course didn't know how good my QQ was so didn't reraise him. The flop comes Q88 and I thought great, I have a full house. I bet and its raised by Tony. I did reraise him and it ends up capped out.
The turn brings another 8 and I'm still happy because I have a big full house. Its again capped out and I'm getting excited that I'm going to win a big pot. I get to be a smart azz and start taunting Tony that I have him beat. He looks at me and says are you sure of that. I'm smiling real big and the other players are looking at each other laughing. On the river comes an Ace and I bet again talking about what a big pot it was and how broke Tony was going to be.
Tony cocks his head sideways and says are you sure you're going to win and I say yep. He raises me and again its capped out. I'm feeling good when the dealer asks to see our hands. The dealer has the pot more toward Tony's side of the table as he turns over one card and ace making him a full house 888AA. I say ha! I have a full house and turn over my pocket Queens making my full house bigger QQQ88. Tony smiles at me and says "I have never had more fun playing a hand in my life" He then turns over and 8 making him the winner with quad 8's.
Needless to say I was devastated and the entire table were busting a gut laughing as they had played many times with Tony and knew he had the nuts. Tony was known as the "rock" of the poker room and never played a hand unless he had the nuts! My first lesson in humility at the poker table.
After about 3 months of losing money in the 25 cent game I started getting the hang of it and decided to try the bigger game. The $2/$5 game was my start to loving poker and I very seldom played BJ again. It took about 6 months for me to get fairly good at poker. Of course Chris taught me alot along the way as he took my money lol. He would point out how his full house was bigger than mine, how I should raise preflop and many other tips that have helped me come to love poker.
Many people disliked Chris but I learned to love him like a father and understood his wry sense of humor. He did have a bad temper which was part of his heritage and he did on purpose tilt many people. His usual comment was "I'm not here to make friends but to take your money." Chris died of lung cancer and many people said they were glad. I personally stood up and announced that you may be glad hes gone but I will miss my friend and teacher. I really do miss many of the regular poker players as many have passed away and many have moved to California where the fishing is better :)
I hope you enjoyed this story as I have a few more to tell you sometime soon.
By Bella
In 1992 I started driving a tour bus to native casino's. At first I just played Black Jack simply because you could bet $2 at a time and I wasn't into gambling much. I didn't even care for it and didn't even walk around the casino much. I took many people gambling and made many senior friends during this time.
I was sitting at a BJ table one day when this grouchy Greek guy sat down and started betting big ($10) each hand and was grumbling under his breath the entire time. Needless to say he lost around $100 and pushed his chair back and left. The dealer made the comment that Chris must be losing at poker if hes here playing BJ.
The next time Chris came back to the table he was grouchier than ever and madder than all heck. He started yelling at a few of the BJ players at the table saying "don't you people know how to play BJ?' Things like that and he started irritating me. I was in last seat and had 2 face cards which I split hitting both and doubling down. I started with 20 and made 2 splits hitting 20 again which I split again. I had 4 hands in front of me with the lowest hand totaling 19. If I hadn't split and let the dealer hit he would have busted and the entire table would have won. Needless to say Chris went ballistic and ranted at me about how dumb I played. He was so irate he jumped up tipping over the chair and walked out of the casino. The dealer again commented that Chris must have lost big time at the poker tables. I told the table I was sorry about splitting because I was new to gambling and didn't realize I should have stayed. The entire table thanked me for getting rid of Chris. LOL.
I then think Chris started looking for me and would sit at my table to play. He would give me pointers which I thanked him for. His wife was sitting next to me playing one time and he introduced her to me. I said oh that's your wife?? She rides with me on my bus. She later told me she hates to spend hours at the casino so her husband drives up to play poker and she comes later on the bus, have supper together then she rides home with him if hes ready to go. Otherwise she will ride back with me if hes winning.
One day I heard the announcement that they needed players for the poker game. I decided to walk back to the poker room and look around. I walked back there looked into the room and there sat Chris. He yells at me to come play. I walk over to him and say I don't know how to play poker. He convinces me to sit down and play after all its a 25 cent game with a $10 buyin. During the early morning hours the casino had a 25 cent Holdem/ Omaha game. Many of the regulars played in it to guarantee them a seat in the evening games. There was always a long waiting list as the casino only had 4 tables.
One of the regular 25 cent players named Tony taught me a good lesson once. I had QQ and he bet into the pot raising me and I called him. I of course didn't know how good my QQ was so didn't reraise him. The flop comes Q88 and I thought great, I have a full house. I bet and its raised by Tony. I did reraise him and it ends up capped out.
The turn brings another 8 and I'm still happy because I have a big full house. Its again capped out and I'm getting excited that I'm going to win a big pot. I get to be a smart azz and start taunting Tony that I have him beat. He looks at me and says are you sure of that. I'm smiling real big and the other players are looking at each other laughing. On the river comes an Ace and I bet again talking about what a big pot it was and how broke Tony was going to be.
Tony cocks his head sideways and says are you sure you're going to win and I say yep. He raises me and again its capped out. I'm feeling good when the dealer asks to see our hands. The dealer has the pot more toward Tony's side of the table as he turns over one card and ace making him a full house 888AA. I say ha! I have a full house and turn over my pocket Queens making my full house bigger QQQ88. Tony smiles at me and says "I have never had more fun playing a hand in my life" He then turns over and 8 making him the winner with quad 8's.
Needless to say I was devastated and the entire table were busting a gut laughing as they had played many times with Tony and knew he had the nuts. Tony was known as the "rock" of the poker room and never played a hand unless he had the nuts! My first lesson in humility at the poker table.
After about 3 months of losing money in the 25 cent game I started getting the hang of it and decided to try the bigger game. The $2/$5 game was my start to loving poker and I very seldom played BJ again. It took about 6 months for me to get fairly good at poker. Of course Chris taught me alot along the way as he took my money lol. He would point out how his full house was bigger than mine, how I should raise preflop and many other tips that have helped me come to love poker.
Many people disliked Chris but I learned to love him like a father and understood his wry sense of humor. He did have a bad temper which was part of his heritage and he did on purpose tilt many people. His usual comment was "I'm not here to make friends but to take your money." Chris died of lung cancer and many people said they were glad. I personally stood up and announced that you may be glad hes gone but I will miss my friend and teacher. I really do miss many of the regular poker players as many have passed away and many have moved to California where the fishing is better :)
I hope you enjoyed this story as I have a few more to tell you sometime soon.
Monday, June 4, 2007
B & M Experience
Love the Raise Reraise
By Punkymonroe
About a year after I started playing holdem, I moved up from the $2/4 limit tables to the $4/8 ones. One of my first times playing $4/8 at Foxwoods I got involved in an interesting hand. I was in the big blind and looked down at Ad 6h. It was limped around to me and I checked. The flop came 9d, 6d, 3d. I bet out with my middle pair and the nut flush draw...two called. The turn came with the Kd. I bet again, and one called. The river came with the Th. I bet out again and the guy raises me. Okay, I'm looking at the board and yep I really do have the nuts. So I re-raise him, and he re-raises me again.
Okay...I re-assess the situation and look at the board again and peek at my cards. Yep, I still have the nuts....I re-raise again. He starts shaking his head, looks at his cards and raises me again. Well there is no cap on re-raises when heads up so I of course re-raise him again. He re-raises me again and says "we must have the same hands". I'm thinking to myself "oh my mister, that's just not possible". A guy at the other end of the table pipes up "I don't know what he has, but I definitely know what she has." I was ready to jump over the table for having talked during a hand such as this but I restrained myself as I'm trying to get as much money in the middle.
We re-raise each other about ten times and then I hear him say "I guess I'm just going to call". I look at the dealer who is looking at me waiting for me to act after he called, I'm assuming here he's waiting for me to flip my hand over so I start to do so. The dealer says "whoa there, he raised again" and stopped me from turning my hand over. I got confused as I just heard him say he was going to call and I said "What? Didn't I call?" OMG, did I just say that? I meant to say "What? Didn't HE call?" Now the dealer says "well you did now, no more raising...it's a called hand."
Oops, there was a mistake I won't make again. I swore I said "didn't he call" but the dealer swears I said "didn't I call". I was a little upset at the situation but was also very curious to see the hands be flipped over and heck there was still a ton of money in that pot and was going to be very happy raking it in. Our cards are turned over (me with the nut flush and him with Qd Jc...the 2nd nut flush) and the dealer starts pushing me the pot. The other guy says "wait, I win! I have a straight flush."...the dealer says "no you don't" and the guy comes back with "I have a straight and a flush, so I have a straight flush." Now I understood why he kept raising, he was new to cards and didn't understand hand rankings. I think it was a lesson learned on both our parts that day and it was definitely a hand I'll probably never forget.
By Punkymonroe
About a year after I started playing holdem, I moved up from the $2/4 limit tables to the $4/8 ones. One of my first times playing $4/8 at Foxwoods I got involved in an interesting hand. I was in the big blind and looked down at Ad 6h. It was limped around to me and I checked. The flop came 9d, 6d, 3d. I bet out with my middle pair and the nut flush draw...two called. The turn came with the Kd. I bet again, and one called. The river came with the Th. I bet out again and the guy raises me. Okay, I'm looking at the board and yep I really do have the nuts. So I re-raise him, and he re-raises me again.
Okay...I re-assess the situation and look at the board again and peek at my cards. Yep, I still have the nuts....I re-raise again. He starts shaking his head, looks at his cards and raises me again. Well there is no cap on re-raises when heads up so I of course re-raise him again. He re-raises me again and says "we must have the same hands". I'm thinking to myself "oh my mister, that's just not possible". A guy at the other end of the table pipes up "I don't know what he has, but I definitely know what she has." I was ready to jump over the table for having talked during a hand such as this but I restrained myself as I'm trying to get as much money in the middle.
We re-raise each other about ten times and then I hear him say "I guess I'm just going to call". I look at the dealer who is looking at me waiting for me to act after he called, I'm assuming here he's waiting for me to flip my hand over so I start to do so. The dealer says "whoa there, he raised again" and stopped me from turning my hand over. I got confused as I just heard him say he was going to call and I said "What? Didn't I call?" OMG, did I just say that? I meant to say "What? Didn't HE call?" Now the dealer says "well you did now, no more raising...it's a called hand."
Oops, there was a mistake I won't make again. I swore I said "didn't he call" but the dealer swears I said "didn't I call". I was a little upset at the situation but was also very curious to see the hands be flipped over and heck there was still a ton of money in that pot and was going to be very happy raking it in. Our cards are turned over (me with the nut flush and him with Qd Jc...the 2nd nut flush) and the dealer starts pushing me the pot. The other guy says "wait, I win! I have a straight flush."...the dealer says "no you don't" and the guy comes back with "I have a straight and a flush, so I have a straight flush." Now I understood why he kept raising, he was new to cards and didn't understand hand rankings. I think it was a lesson learned on both our parts that day and it was definitely a hand I'll probably never forget.
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