[yimyammer]

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Hand #4; A couple of limpers including the guy on tilt and I have A-10 in late position. I realize everyone is limping up front to play with the guy on tilt trying to stack him. I feel like my A-10 is ahead of all of them and raise to 12. I'm right and I get one reluctant caller plus the guy on tilt. Flop is 10-4-3. I bet 25 and tilt calls. Turn is 3 and there are 2 clubs on board and I have one. I bet 50 and tilt moves in. I tank and if I call, the pot will be around $425. I call and announce I have a-10. Normally I will show when all the money is in but this guy doesn't so I don't either. He says 'I didn't really think you had the 10. I'm on a draw'. What do you think I had then genius? Better that a-10. Total air? Did my tight image portray 7-8 offsuit here? Anyway, he's on a draw so I assume clubs or 5-6 straight draw. River is J of purple horseshoes. 'I hit the Jack'. WTF!!! I expect him to turn over J of clubs with another club but no. J4 offsuit, zero clubs. What kind of f***ing draw is J4 offsuit on that board?? A draw?? Are you f***ing kidding me? And you dont think I have at least the 10. At this point I have him covered--remember about an hour ago he had 800. I would of had over 475 and down only 75 on the day even after the 2-3 and the Q4 hands. Instead, now Im down 500 and have 50 left in front of me. J4, WTF. I'm standing up in disbelief and starting to get it under control when the very first Vegas chip runner who has to be 80 years old comes over and looks at the board and says 'thats a nice hand'. Ya, J4 is a great hand grandpa, thanks for your comments. "It was really well played also". I usually don't get to pissed over hands but I'm steaming on this one. This is a bad beat story that doesn't even make sense. I've had worse statistical beats, one and two outers, blah blah blah, but this one is total horses**t. This one will stick with me for a while.
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So its off to bed for me to think about Tuesday's play. Nothing can happen on the way to room right? Wrong.
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I walk into the restroom before heading up to my room. I'm washing my hands when I notice a short Hispanic guy in the mirror. He is walking around the bathroom throwing his shoulders around like he's looking for a fight. He's like 5'5" and not very stocky. Im about 6', 200 lbs and one thing I know how to do is kick an ass. That being said I still don't want any [censored] in Vegas at 5 in the morning. About that time a fairly large Asian man (Im guessing Korean) about my size walks in and the Hispanic guy walks right into him. The Korean apologizes even though it's obviously the Hispanic guy's fault and continues walking. The Hispanic guy turns around and starts challenging and cussing at the Korean guy. Korean guy says 'Hey, I apologized even though you ran into me, so leave it alone.' Hispanic guy--'F you', lets go!! and starts walking towards him. Korean guy has a very full bottle of water in his hand and goes Roger Clemens ala Mike Piazza on him. This is one of those moments when everything goes in slow motion for me. I see the bottle turning sideways in mid-air and can actually read the label even though it's going by at about 90 miles an hour. It turns completely sideways right before impact and smashes into short Hispanic guys face. He steps back stunned and wobbles around a little bit. He then turns to me with a confused look on his face. I tell him not to look at me cause there's no way I'm helping him out. He turns and walks out of the bathroom. I completely lose it and ROTFLMAO.
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The tension leaves the room and the Korean guy starts laughing also.
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me-that guy was about to get his ass kicked
Korean-ya he was, I know karate
me-ya, me to
K-seriously?
me-no, i dont know any karate
K-lol, me either
me- why did you say that then?
K-I dont know, thought there was still a chance you were with that dude
me-nope, not me, have a good night, that was some funny sh**


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LMAO!!

Good stuff, keep it comin!