Marathon 11 hour session at the Bike yesterday. Not much happened for the first 10 1/2 hours other than two AA hands getting cracked to the tune of about $1200.
Before my own story here's a sick one from someone else. Ridiculously tight guy next to me takes about $1500 off of another guy after he flops kings-full. Then about an hour later he does it again. To the same guy, for the same money, with kings-full. Those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it.
It's like 1AM when the table starts getting drunk and surly, and some young drunk guy who I'm fairly certain I recognize as some tourney hotshot sits down. He buys in for $800, does some dumb things and just runs insanely hot and within an hour or so is all the way up to $7800. We all know it's just a matter of time before he gives it all back. I'm not getting shit to work with and am hovering around even for the session (a bit under $2500 in my stack).
He starts giving it back with some dumb bluffs (perhaps when the last guy called you down with bottom pair you don't want to try to bluff the next guy the same way?) I'm still not doing anything and am thinking about just calling it a night. I would go home very disappointed that I didn't get a piece of that stack, or of the other semi-idiot at the table.
Then this one comes along:
in the SB. Moron is straddling. UTG+1 open-raises to $120. Moron #2 on the button flat calls. I decide there is no point reraising here so I just flat call and opt to bet out a safe flop. BB calls as does the moron (of course).
Backing up for one moment- while moron #2 was contemplating the $120, he asks UTG+1 "if everyone else folds do you want to check it down." This is of course a serious breach of etiquette but nobody says anything because it's also quite informational. UTG+1 says he can't say, but from the way he says things it does seem like he wants to, which means he has AK since it's obvious that moron #2 has some kind of medium pair.
Flop is
. There is $600 in the pot so I decide to bet out $400 and see what happens. Needed to show enough strength so the others know I'm serious, but not go overboard since I may need to fold. BB folds, moron calls (of course), next two guys fold and moron #2 very reluctantly folds. There is some slim chance the moron has me crushed, but I suspect that he's drawing, and to god knows what. At this point he has me covered but it isn't by much at all. I decide that if I get a safe card on the turn I'll shove.
Turn is about as safe as it gets,
. So I shove. Moron goes into the tank, asks for a count, all that. It's $1700 to him. It would leave him with about $100 left. He thinks for a while and calls. Before we let the dealer deal the river I ask him if he's drawing and wants to talk business, I can't tell what the hell his answer is so I just tell the dealer to deal. River card is about as ugly as they get, the
. I table my tens and fully expect him to turn over hearts or something like A8 or any of the 136996 other hands that beat me, but he mucks 'em. Score one for the good guys.
Moron #2 is damn near crying over this one since he apparently JJ to my $400 bet. He's the guy who allegedly a week or so ago was all-in with someone, lost, then filched $100 from his stack and walked out the door with it. Karma's a bitch, pal.
Moron loses the $100 or so on the next hand, all-in preflop with some junk. At the time he was getting a massage so he gets up presumably to go to the ATM, leaving the massage girl there. I thought about paying her for his massage but then realized that I'm just not that big of a dick, yet.
He returns from the ATM with $500 and starts his process all over again. I stay for about another orbit before heading off. 3AM, tired, surrounded by surlies, and I made my killing. No reason to stay. +$2200 for the session.