A Crazy Rush With A Sad Ending

Sorry for the long wait, but I haven't really had time to post this.

My Friday session, while only taking five hours, was one of the longest of my life. I was running very cold in the card department, getting very few hands good enough to play and even less that won. I ended up losing my initial buy-in of $150, but the way I went out was worth the loss.

Like I said, I started with $150 and won a little pot very early, but then lost about $50 on a hand with K-Q not long after that. The flop came out K-9-5. I had limped in late position and a player ahead of me bet $5. A woman called and I raised it to $20. It folded around to the woman, who called.

The turn was a black two. The woman checked to me and I bet $25. She called quickly and we went to a river, which was a ten. The woman again checked. I really had no reason to think she had me beat, but since I hadn't been playing with her long I decided to err on the side of caution. So I checked and showed my pair of kings. She flipped over a pair of tens in her hand to make trips.

Between that hand and my fourth from the last hand nothing of importance took place. I hung out between $75-110 all day long. My low point for the day was $40, which I was able to double up with A-K.

The beginning of my winning streak began with 6-3 of spades. I decided to get a little aggressive with this hand and raised it to $8. I got three calls and when the flop came with neither spades or sixes or threes, I was a little let down. However, it was checked to me and I led out with a $15 bet. Everybody folded and I felt some relief at finally winning a hand.

The next hand I was dealt A-Q and ended up winning a medium-sized pot against K-Q when we both hit the queen on the flop. The very next hand was pocket kings. I raised pre-flop, got four callers and when the flop came with two nines and a four, I led out with a bet and everybody folded. I was feeling great about my luck and my stack was up to $130 at this point.

The next hand, and my last, was pocket fives. Everyone at the table was discussing the way my luck had turned around and I was claiming that it wasn't anything I was doing, but rather the dealer helping me out. So the pot is raised to $10 pre-flop and when I look down at my fives it has already been called by two people. I say something like, "I feel like I have to play this hand because of the way the dealer is helping me out." I do this in hopes that if I hit a five on the flop then nobody will believe that I have a big hand. So I call.

The flop comes 5-3-2 with two diamonds. This is huge and I am salivating at how much I can make with this hand. The original raiser bets $20 into a pot that has $40 in it. The guy on my right then raised the minimum, making it $40. So by this point I am pretty sure I can get a caller if I go all in, which is what I do. I push all in for $120. The original raiser folds and the guy on my right asks how much it is and then calls. He flips over A-4 of diamonds. Oops! He has the straight and the nut flush draw.

Really, if the guy hits the flush it doesn't matter. I just need to pair the board for a full house to win. That never happened and I walked away broke. But those last four hands were so full of enjoyment that I didn't mind so much. Let's just hope it doesn't become a habit of losing.

Until tomorrow when I plan to go back to Choctaw in order to avoid the Aces Cracked promo at Winstar.