i just gassed myself up out of my chair.
I quit smoking 2 days ago.
I'm on the patch.
I have too much nervous energy.
I'll say, do anything at this point.
Here is some background.
Playing 1-2 NL hold'em. I've got about 200 in chips. A few hands earlier I had gotten away with a relative steal. There was a 1 dollar small blind, 2 dollor big, a straddle to 4, another straddle to 6, I straddle for 8, player to the right straddles, 10, another player straddles 12. 6 callers for 12 before it comes back to me. I made a move with Kh 10h. I raised it to 80. A few people think about calling, but ultimately everyone folds. pocket 7's folded.
This is the hand of the night.
A few hands later, it get's straddled up to 10. I had pocket 8's. I think I straddled for 6 this time. It was my turn to act. Everyone had called to this point. Everyone had called. I thought about making a move, but I didn't feel too good about my 8's so I just called. Sure as shit, the guy that straddled for 10 raised the pot to 75. Fuck fuck fuck, I knew I should have made the move. 2 callers before it was time to act. Normally I would have called the 75, but my 8's had to be behind with 2 callers. I mucked them. What would you have done?
before you look at the outcome of the hand would you have done it differently than I did? It ended up being about a 400 dollar pot, with 1 all in pre-flop.
flop comes A 4 3. I felt good about my fold. Turn comes another A. Now I'm thinking my hand was good... no way.. soemone had to have an Ace. River comes a 7.
Initial raiser - pocket 5's
1st caller mucked - probably 2 painted cards.
Winner of the hand - the all in 6d 7d. He won on the river.
My pocket 8's would have dragged the pot.
The other night, I'm heading to the Poker Palace to get a 10/20 game started. I'm backing up on a hill in the Jeep and step out when dealer Bob asks me, "Is that Jeep 4wd?". I told him that it was. A little bizarre, but then the next request made total sense...
"Hey Ji, can you help me out. I spun off the exit ramp on 400 earlier today and my car is in a ditch. Can you pull me out? I've got a cable we can use."
I'm thinking, sure no sweat. I suppose the Jeep can do it. I've never put it to any kind of test like this. I'm thinking Bob has some heavy duty cable we can use. He's they handy man around the house. I got real skeptical when he started digging through the garage and bundled up an outdoor extension cable. Oh lord. Fuggit, I'm not gonna say anything, we'll give it a shot. We get to the car, it's way down in a ditch, barely visible next to a tree covered by leaves. This is the exit ramp to head I-285 westbound coming off of GA 400 North. It's got bad written all over it. The exit ramp is long and curvy and blind corner for anyone exiting. Immediately someone stopped in a pick-up truck when he noticed what we were trying to accomplish. We were in finishing up strapping the (funny to me now) extension cable to the bumpers of both cars. The guy in the truck offered a rope. I told him we'd try this first. Ready to go, extension cable doubled over, drop the Jeep into 4 low, vrooom vrooom. cable snapped immediately.
Okay time for the Rope. At this time another gentleman stopped in a Lexus, making sure everyone was alright, basically a stopper by to see what the hell was going on. We hook up the rope and try again. the Jeep barely struggles, the Civic rolls out of the ditch. Go Jeep Go. Bob has a flat, we get him on the shoulder, hand the rope back and give our many thanks to the 2 passers.
I'm generally a skeptic when it comes to the good nature of people. I really like say thank you to the random person in the Ford Pickup truck with handy dandy heavy duty rope. I have new faith in the good will of other humans.