Rivering the stone cold nuts
This one time something nice happened to me. Snort! But it was only play money so it didn’t count. And, apparently, I used to play poker. Remember when that was a thing? We had cable and I watched all kind of poker shows like The World Poker Tour, the World Series of Poker on ESPN, and Celebrity Poker Showdown and many more. I haven’t seen any of those shows in years. I’m too busy with important stuff like Minecraft. Anyway, like I was saying, one time the poker gods smiled on me. It was so exhilarating I responded by plunking down some real cash on one of those cheating games floating offshore on tropical islands and lost it all. Good times.
This is the tale of a Texas Holdem “miracle card” on the river.
I had playing conservatively and pushing hard on solid hands. When I was called I generally took the pot with a strong hand, and if I lost a showdown it was generally because I had the best hand at the turn and was beaten by the river. So the players at this table could generally assume I was a pretty tight player who only moved in when I had the goods.
Unfortunately this screen shot doesn’t show the action that led up to this point. I had limped in and called weak bets all the way to the river. Both of my opponents were weakly playing the two-pair they had flopped. I called a weak bet at the turn hoping to see another diamond, thus getting a nut flush draw. That wasn’t mean to be.
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