Sunday I went to play a poker tournament. It isn’t too often I go and play, but I felt like getting out and trying to win some money. Trying… It was thirty minutes into the tournament and I had not won a pot yet, which is alright. I had seen a few flops, but never hit anything to continue betting. Finally, I get pocket aces out of nowhere! I am sitting in the big blind position. Several players call the big blind (200) until a player three seats to my right raises to double the big blind (400). Note: we start out with 6000 in chips. I had about 5000 left at this point.
I easily call, and a couple other people do as well heading into the flop. The flop came out A♣, 8♠, 10♦. I hit a set. The small blind, first to act, checks it to me. I bet 1000 and only the player who raised pre-flop calls me. Turn card is a 3♠. I am first to act. My first thought is trying to figure out what he could have to raise pre-flop and call my 1000 after the flop. My best guess is A and 10 or pocket 10’s making him think he has the best hand and maybe he thinks all I did was have a pair of Aces. I pushed all in with around 4000.
Waiting for his call to most likely seal this deal, he says “This is a probably gonna be a dumb call.” This means he is chasing something. The only possibility would be that he needs another spade. He calls and turns over 2♠ and 5♠. So he needs a spade or a 4 to win. The river comes up as 4♠. Really? REALLY? That’s just my luck. He should not have even been in that pot! Minimum raise pre-flop with that crap?! That’s poker I suppose… and it put me in a sour mood leaving the tournament. I better stop ranting now before I turn into Phil Helmuth. That might have been the worst moment ever in my poker “career”.