I’ve been grinding 2-5 NL for a little over 8 hours now. It’s been the usual card dead, and I’ve been unable to get much going during the past two hours. I’m still up around $250 with a $500 stack. If I leave now I’m up about +$1300 for the weekend, which is great. The next hand I would be big blind, so this is it. I expect to quickly muck something like 3-9 off-suit and get the hell out of here.
Perhaps I can expand my range a little and attack with this last hand. I mean ok sure if the hand is feasible. But I won’t do anything stupid.
I look down and find AQs spades. Ok this is very feasible. Hell I’d even pop with this normally. I raise to $15 and get 5 callers. The pot is around $100.
FLOP:
3s, 4s, 6s
WOW, am I seeing this right? Ok I flopped the nuts with the exception of 5s 7s, or 2s 5s.
I check second to act. The next guy pops it around $65, two players call! Action is on me and I raise $125 on top. 1 fold, 1 call, 1 fold. At some point during the flop I check my cards, as if to say “hmm do I have 1 spade?” Also perhaps I still couldn’t believe what I was actually holding.
It’s now heads up. The pot is about $600. I will be first to act on the turn. The guy obviously has a set and he’s not going to lay it down. But I wouldn’t be surprised to see 5s7s with my luck. But really I know there is no way he’s playing that hand with a raise pre-flop. This is a pretty tight at least semi-regular.
So blank the fucking turn PLEASE? If it pairs the board I know I’m toast and it wouldn’t be out of the ordinary to even check-fold the turn.
TURN:
Kd
An absolutely beautiful card. Couldn’t have hand-picked a better card to show up on the turn. I still basically have the nuts and he’s crushed right now. I stall about 15 seconds before pushing my final $250 all in. It seems like an eternity, but really it was a small stall. The guy looks incredibly impatient. I push all in.
SNAP CALL. Pot is now about $1100
River: 6h
“I have the full house” as he turns over his pocket 4’s. He says it almost as if he expected his miracle boat-up on the river.
“Nice hand” as I turn over my raped ace high flush.
I instantly got up and walked out of the casino; that was my last hand anyways.
And 77% of the time I guess I’m the happiest guy in the world. 77% of the time I’m up $1900 fucking dollars this weekend live. Man could I have used that big win, that amazing confidence boast. But nope it doesn’t work like that for me, never has, never does, never will.
This week wraps up live with a disappointing net profit of +$790.
Fuck my life.
-bag