The Deity
02-19-2006, 03:31 PM
A journal entry I had to write over an event that occurred from my weekend, enjoy as I fill my teacher with poker terms she surely doesn't know.
There I sat at the table; I could feel the sweat building up on the inside of my palms. One of which I had pressed against my chin, while I slowly, nervously ruffled chips with the other. My leg began to nervously beat up in down a moment later, and my heart felt like it was beating 250 beats per minute. My mind was racing thinking back to every hand we played five minutes ago, six nights ago, and even seven months previously. I had certainly gotten myself caught in an all-in dilemma.
This hand of poker had started out like a typical one. One player from second position raised a bet of three times the big blind and the remainder of the table folded to me in the big blind. I looked down and I saw a ten of clubs and ten of spades. I called the initial raise because I did not want to get into a major confrontation at this stage of the tournament by raising him back. The next player to be eliminated finished out of the money, and I hadn’t been playing poker for four hours to make one fatal mistake now. The flop came King of clubs, Ace of hearts, and nine of clubs. With the two over cards to my pair of tens, I checked the hand to the initial raiser expecting him to make a bet and I would fold. However, he checked the hand as well. The turn card was a Queen of clubs. This gave me a straight flush draw that lacked only a Jack of clubs to make the nuts, the best hand possible. However, I could make a straight with any Jack and a weak flush with any club. I made a raise of just over half the pot and my opponent quickly called, which was typically a tell that he had an excellent hand. The river card landed and brought with it a two of spades. I had missed all of my draws and was left with only a pair of tens. However, my opponent stunned me by quickly shoving all his chips in. Now normally I would fold in this situation fairly fast, but the speed of which he made his raised perplexed me. I thought that he was bluffing.
I let out a deep sigh and I pushed all my chips in. I knew I might look like an idiot for making the call, but my instincts were telling me it was a bluff. He turned over his cards to show a nine and eight of hearts. I had doubled up by following my instincts and I was going to let that guide me the rest of the way.
There I sat at the table; I could feel the sweat building up on the inside of my palms. One of which I had pressed against my chin, while I slowly, nervously ruffled chips with the other. My leg began to nervously beat up in down a moment later, and my heart felt like it was beating 250 beats per minute. My mind was racing thinking back to every hand we played five minutes ago, six nights ago, and even seven months previously. I had certainly gotten myself caught in an all-in dilemma.
This hand of poker had started out like a typical one. One player from second position raised a bet of three times the big blind and the remainder of the table folded to me in the big blind. I looked down and I saw a ten of clubs and ten of spades. I called the initial raise because I did not want to get into a major confrontation at this stage of the tournament by raising him back. The next player to be eliminated finished out of the money, and I hadn’t been playing poker for four hours to make one fatal mistake now. The flop came King of clubs, Ace of hearts, and nine of clubs. With the two over cards to my pair of tens, I checked the hand to the initial raiser expecting him to make a bet and I would fold. However, he checked the hand as well. The turn card was a Queen of clubs. This gave me a straight flush draw that lacked only a Jack of clubs to make the nuts, the best hand possible. However, I could make a straight with any Jack and a weak flush with any club. I made a raise of just over half the pot and my opponent quickly called, which was typically a tell that he had an excellent hand. The river card landed and brought with it a two of spades. I had missed all of my draws and was left with only a pair of tens. However, my opponent stunned me by quickly shoving all his chips in. Now normally I would fold in this situation fairly fast, but the speed of which he made his raised perplexed me. I thought that he was bluffing.
I let out a deep sigh and I pushed all my chips in. I knew I might look like an idiot for making the call, but my instincts were telling me it was a bluff. He turned over his cards to show a nine and eight of hearts. I had doubled up by following my instincts and I was going to let that guide me the rest of the way.