The Worst Fold of My Life and other Minutiae.
Decided to move up to 5/10. It's a shot more or less but I wasn't planning on moving back down for a while.
I started out well. I was dealt
[Qd] and raised it up pretty hard from the SB. Got two callers.
FLOP$200
[8h][5d]
I bet $150 and the button calls.
TURN$500
[8h][5d]
I check. Button, who reminds me of Xaston, bets $410. I have $800 behind. I decide to push without too much hesitation. I felt he was trying to push me off. He called after a while with I can only assume was 9T and mucked on the river.
Then this monstrosity now know as the worst fold I've ever made in poker:
Get JJ. The xaston-esque guy raises to $40. I just call on the button with
[Jh]. Couple other callers.
FLOP$160
[Jh][4d]
Checks to him, he bets $140. I call. EP calls.
TURN$ $600 ~
[Jh][4d]
I have the boat. I only fear AJ. First guy checks, this guy fires again. This time $600. I decide to call again. He seems to be good enough to laydown a lone ace to a raise... I decided I wanted to let him bet the river so I could get everything in. I also thought EP might possibly call with a flush draw. He didn't.
RIVER $1800 ~
[Jh][4d]
A ridiculously awful card for me. He covered me.. bet my last $2k. My first instinct was to call but frankly the money affected me. I looked for an excuse to fold and finally found one by interpreting a tell incorrectly. I folded my boat and he showed rags.
After that I started to run like complete crap. Everything missed, every bluff was called and I couldn't get a hand to save my life. I left up a little over a hundred instead of up around 4 grand. Tough one but my fault.
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Next day I play at Venetian since my parents are staying. I felt a little uncomfortable with them watching so I went back down to 2/5 for the day. I decided to dress conservatively and to play with sick aggression. I've become too passive the last two weeks. I've been playing my cards instead of the players and letting them put me to decisions. I was sick of it. Sooooo.....
Table is pretty soft. I raise up K8o to $25 after 2 EP limpers. Bunch of callers.
FLOP$150
[4h][5d]
EP bets $50. He's a standard player most likely representing something weak like a mid pair or draw. He gets called by the fish who could have anything. I say fuck them and raise to $200. Everyone folds.
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I limp on the button with
[5c] behind many limpers. A pro who I think has been stealing a lot makes it $50 to go from the SB. I call with intent to steal on a worthwhile flop. We both had around $1k.
FLOP:$200
[9s][6h]
He bets $100. The loose EP player folds to me. I raise to $250. He calls after a slight hesitation.
TURN $700
[9s][6h]
He checks quickly staring at me the entire time. I take some time to decide how much I want to bet. After he calls the raise on the flop I'm assuming he has AA or KK. KK is much more likely on that turn card.
I bet $250 again. He folds after awhile saying something to the effect of: You'll never get paid off with your heart rate going at 180 and looking so nervous. Since he was being dickish about it, I showed my low gutshot draw and took the pot. He got pretty pissed after that and switched tables. I had no problem with him, but my Dad was watching and said the guy was clearly pissed as hell at me.
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I raise
[Td] in MP. Button calls as does a limper.
FLOP$60
[6s][5h]
EP bets $25. Shes ok. This is a standard bet by her with a hand like A9, she'll fold to a raise. I opt just to call so I'll get another bet out of her on the turn. I didn't realize at the time the button was in the hand. He raises to $85. He's a very laggy player and the girl knows this. She calls pretty quickly. I decide I have the best hand and repop to $300 total. Both fold quickly.
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I had a very nice win and I thought I played extremely well. I didn't get all that many cards but I played very aggressively and pounced on weakness. Somehow over the last two weeks I became a standard grinder playing my cards. It doesn't suit me.