...circa 1881, in Tombstone, Az....Wyatt Earp was playing in a Texas Holdem
NL game in the basement of the Birdcage Saloon...Doc Holiday, Johnny Ringo, and a couple of cowboys, Billy and old man Clanton were there too playing. ... They all had between $80 and $120...Doc was half smashed, “too much bourbon was not quite enough” he thought, but he was still thinking pretty well and could beat most of the table...Wyatt wasn’t drinking. Old man Clanton had done a pipe of opium and was playing very loose and had hit some rivers to make his stack slightly bigger than the others’. Ike was a bit light headed from too many gin fizzes... old man Clanton kept making fun of Doc’s consumption and coughing and just being a real mule’s hind end....
Next hand, blinds $.50/$1.00...Old man Clanton has a fair looking hand hand he thought for a shorthanded game and limps, hoping to see a flop, Wyatt and Billy fold, Doc on the SB has KJo and calls the BB with his hand...Ike had already looked at his hand, 69s and raps the table w/ his glass of gin fiz...
Flop comes JJQ rainbow...Clanton, sort of likes this flop, but checks, fearing someone with a J, (maybe he should have bet half the pot here to find out where he was or to take the pot right there) Doc, elated with his trips, knows a slowplay might be in order but wants it to look like he’s trying to steal the pot and to find out where he is, plus he saw Clanton hesitate a bit, thinking he might have a piece of it, so he bets $4, half the pot, hoping someone will raise him, then he can re raise them for a bigger pot...Ike folds as he didn’t hit his suit....Clanton quickly smooth calls...
Turn is a 6...Old man Clanton checks slowly...Doc didn’t think this card hurt him and has already decided to check here, feigning weakness and go all in on the river...he also thought that if Clanton had an AJ, he would have bet more UTG preflop, so that his hand, Doc’s, is the best here...and if Clanton had a Q or AA or KK or any other PP (thus his limp UTG), which he could, then Doc was probably going to win a BIG pot at the end... he knew Clanton to be pretty solid, at poker anyway.
River card is an Ace...the board is JJQ6A...suits didn’t matter...
Clanton says “I got you Lunger...you ain’t worth a dime” and fires a $10 bet, figuring Doc would take the challenge and thnking something else too...(smart players most often tell you the truth on occasions like this, and bring not so smart players on in...other smart players benefit from a comment like this by believing it)
Doc, figuring he has this pot in the bag, hesitates for 10 seconds, hoping to induce a call, and wanting to really stick it to the berating old man...so goes all in for his remaining $80...Clanton quickly called...
Old man Clanton drug a big pot...Doc was stunned...Clanton crows like a rooster so everyone could hear...and says something about drunks and Doc’s Mother.
Doc had made a fatal mistake on the turn play...what was it?
What were Clanton’s cards?
(this was an actual hand I played yesterday and I was Doc, making the fatal mistake, although perhaps not too bad of a mistake, but in this unlikely case, it was...so better to win a medium pot than lose a big one)
Doc, now steaming inside and having had enough of Clanton, draws his 45 long Colt derringer and blows old man Clanton away...the ‘Mother’ comment was HIS fatal mistake...a few days later was Oct 26, 1881...NOW you know what started the most famous gunfight in Old West history.