I had a festival of poker this weekend.
I played with Doug at HI-G, he at $4/8 and me at $8/16. Two dealers rocked me two and a half racks when finally a beautiful Thai dealer sat down and began giving me pot after pot.
"Charlie" next to me made a keen observation that Thai dealers always have neatly pressed shirts, and they starch and iron them themselves. He said if the dealer does not have a neat appearance he does not tip them. My Thai dealer gave me back the two and half racks PLUS two more within an hour span. I won so many pots that three people left the table.
Doug meandered over from his table to mine and I told him, "This dealer is coming home with us tonight."
I didn't see her expression, but a guy at my table told Doug, "Dude you are the luckiest guy in the world if your woman wants to bring home another woman."
Doug decided to play at my table. Playing with him, I got pocket 6's and flopped a set. Doug unfortunately had top pair Aces and then turned another pair. I raised and he raised until everyone was out of the pot, and won about $60 of Doug's money. No, I did not give it back.
The next day, I met up with
F-train and his friend at Hustler and we ended up playing $50 buy in NL. F-train and I got to play at the same table.
Slow as heck, so when I had pocket threes, I raised to $8 preflop, one caller.. the flop was 3-3-6 and the one caller sitting next to me said,
"Wanna be nice and check it down?" I said no, and bet $8 on the flop. He called but I had feeling he wanted me to raise because he thought I was being rude.
The turn was blank, I checked, and so did he.
On the river jack I went all in $26 and he called me with his pocket 8's. I showed my quad 3's and the dealer said,
"Full house!" and then corrected herself. Wish it were more. Wish two eights came on the board.
The loser said,
"I see why you didn't want to play nice." I replied,
"You can't win money by being nice." After three hours I had lost $56.
F-train got the best position pocket Aces when two people in front of him went all-in preflop. He went over the top all-in and unbelievably was called. His Aces held up and he scooped the second biggest pot of the night to which I texted him,
"Ur a stud." And the best hand of the night: a straddler bet $4 blind in front of both me and F-train. F-train raised to $8 and I re-raised to $16. It was folded all around and back to F-train, who called me.
The straddler said,
"I'll let you two duke it out so you can fight about it on the car ride home."The flop had a Q high on it, F-train checked and I bet $2 jokingly.
He called. The turn was blank, he checked and I again bet $2, basically donating to his pot, but he surprised me and folded.
He said,
"You at least had an Ace right?"I said within earshot of the players around us,
"I had pocket queens."I did not. I lied. I had Ace-ten offsuit. I think he thought I was reeling him in to stay in the pot with the small bet, but I had zip. I took his money.
Won bluffed money is very sweet, even if it is your friend's. F-train absolutely needs to move to LA!
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