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| Robert Spencer via NYT |
I told you yesterday that I found some new games as a result of playing in last weekend's tournament. Last night's game ($1/$3) was a blast - dealers, drinks, dinner, masseuse, safe and friendly. I sat next to one of my elected representatives and across from a couple of dentists at a 10-handed table. I bought in for $200 but most bought in for $500.
I had some great results over four hours but got in trouble when I got dealt As for the 5th (I'm not kidding) time, this time in the SB. I'd grown my stack from $200 to nearly $700, and had just mentioned that "maybe I should leave now!"
Nearly a family pot limps to me, and I pop it to $45, two callers. Flop comes K8x and I lead out for $100. One fold, next guy insta-shoves. I look at him and know he's got a set. I ask him if he's got a set. He just looks at me, pretty much telling me yes, he's got a set. I know better than to call here, but you guessed it, I called. I don't know why. I just heard every instinct telling me to fold, and I ignored it. So, instead of leaving a really big winner (for me, anyway), I had to learn a really easy lesson the hard way.
Looking forward to next week.
