I hate poker rooms, maybe I should stick to online pokers in the future.
Maybe it is just not my day, I think I got 4 ace-king suited and I lost all four hands. The flops are simply not helping me the whole day, but I managed to beat the local boy’s jack pair with my 3-5 spades. Two spades on the flop and I shove it all in. He calls within two seconds and the spade I need shows up on the turn. Alright yeah.
On the very next hand I got ace-king of hearts. I need to double up here to have a winning day. Seat 3 raises to $60 and the lady opposite me pushes all in her $150. I think she wants to leave and have dinner with friends or something like that. The local boy calls again as expected; he is willing to call everything. I have about $1,000 and I push it all in.
He is murmuring to himself about ‘If I do not all in here, it will be a big mistake’. He is hesitating, so he does not have pocket kings or pocket aces, the only hands I fear. I do not mind going up a pair like QQ or even 99. Finally after about two minutes he calls.
The lady has J-10 offsuit.
The local boy has ace jack offsuit. Oh my god what is he thinking?
The first card on the flop is the ace; I like my position. Then comes the queen of spade, and I wonder where the hell are the low cards.
Then the third card is the dreaded jack.
Only two jacks left in the deck, how could this be? The local boy has two pairs, and the lady has an inside straight draw.
The turn and the river offer no help, and I need to join Mark early for drinks.
I do not mind bad beats but sometimes I hate the way Chinese people celebrates a lucky win. I do not even know if the local boy knows that he is a huge underdog here. That is another reason I like online poker. There are too many crazy guys like the local boys at Lisboa. Maybe I should play less in Macau and stick to canbet. At least I can offline anytime I want.
Or maybe I am simply a bad poker player.
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