[Bokonon1972]

20/40 at Lucky Chances a few weeks ago. No strategy here, but this one couldn't have been written any better ( I may have 1-2 small details wrong, but nothing is exaggerated)...

Call Player A "Joe" and Player B "Frank." Names changed to protect the innocent.

Lucky Chances allows 90 minutes from call-in time to arrival time at the Casino, if you're late, you're scratched. Or so the rule says.

Joe is at the top of the list when the first seat in the feeder game opens (its must-move). However, Joe has been on the list for nearly two hours before he arrives. The floor staff hold the seat and allow him to take it, apparently he tips well (this is absolutely not a criticism of Joe, he is a nice guy, and did nothing that any of us wouldn't have done).

Thing is, this irks some players at the table. Why? Because third on the wait list is the biggest live one in the history of poker. No joke. Call him Steve. When Steve enters the casino, the world becomes a little surreal. The action stops. Players think only about getting a shot with Steve. If Steve is at the third game, three games can go all night, when one might normally peter out.

Thus, Joe's claiming the seat late leads some of the players, who feel that Steve is the only reason to be at the casino, to wonder how much longer they'll have to wait, and 1-2 of them grumble about it.

To the point: Joe's very first hand:

By rule he kills the pot after the button, making it $80 to go. He bought in for 4K. Frank, in early position, calls the $80. Can't remember if there were any other callers before it gets to Joe, who makes a big raise, to $400 or $500, as I recall. Frank decides that Joe is making a move, as he is perfectly capable of doing, and will simply take down the pot with an all-in (he has Joe covered).

Thing is, Joe calmly shrugs his shoulders and calls.

Oops.

After a fairly harmless looking 7 [img]/images/graemlins/spade.gif[/img] 9 [img]/images/graemlins/diamond.gif[/img] 2 [img]/images/graemlins/club.gif[/img] flop, Joe turns over his rockets.

Frank isn't even watching the hand. Turn is some blank, the Q [img]/images/graemlins/heart.gif[/img] or something.

But with the 6 [img]/images/graemlins/spade.gif[/img] on the river, Frank suddenly looks up, and turns over the 5 [img]/images/graemlins/diamond.gif[/img]8 [img]/images/graemlins/diamond.gif[/img].

I'd conclude with some comment about the Poker Gods, except that I don't have anything bad to say about Joe (in fact, the grumblers are more annoying). Unbelievable set of circumstances though.