Let's start out with the tale of the idiot of this trip. Even though I'd much rather call her a buffoon, I found it harder to find a proper 'buffoon' pic. Fear not though, the buffoon will make his appearance quite known some time later.
Actually, now that I think about it, there was both an idiot and a buffoon in this very same hand.
Backstory: I've been sitting at this 3/6 table for two hours now and there is a lady across the table who is one of those old grouchy b1tches. You know the type, whining about this, bugging the dealer about that. She's also a bit of a know it all who knows absolutely nothing. She's perhaps been playing for several years, but somehow hasn't learned a thing.
I pretty much hate her, which means I want to make her so poor that she'll have to eat cat food (stolen from a player in an earlier game who was hilarious) because that's all she'll have left at home once she's broke.
Naturally as my luck would have it, the seat to my right opens up and she wants to change seats. So she sits to my right and I have to make nice with her. She talks about her niece and how she's pretty good at poker because she's young, cute and nobody believes she ever has anything and blahblahblahmeowmeowbarkbarkKILLMENOWmoomooblahbla hmeow.
So the hand in question...well it's not really in question, she just did the most idiotic thing I've ever seen at a poker table.
Fold, Limp, Grouch raises and I think I heard her say "Watch this."
I look down to see JT [img]/images/graemlins/club.gif[/img] and am perfectly happy to cold call because I know several others are coming along. We immediately get at least two more cold callers and she makes a sound in digust and as she flips her cards face up says, "I might as well play this face up because they're not going to win now." It's the dreaded worst hand in poker, pocket aces.
I am just beside myself at how dumb that is. As the table begins to talk about this, she defends herself and talks about how aces can't win against that many people.
Now of course, the chances of winning go down as you get callers, but give me a f'ing break lady.
I of course say nothing, but am exploding w/ names I want to call her inside.
She has now made it possible to play the hand perfectly against her. I will lose no more to her, but she can certainly lose more to me should I flop well enough.
So the flop comes 666. The table is still in a bit of an uproar over her open cards and kind of acting like we're not really playing the hand.
So here is where the other moronic play comes in. One of the cold callers behind me now flips over his 46s.
What the hell is going on? This guy clearly doesn't understand that this lady needs to be taught a lesson. Basically no more money goes in and the this guy wins a tiny pot.
If I had that 6, I would have bled her dry. She has a full house and certainly would have paid one bet on every street.
Flippin' ugh. The result is that her play actually did save her money that time because she didn't put another dime in. LOL!
You guys who aren't getting out and playing live, it's worth it just for the stories.
Day one travel, lodging and other random notes later, possibly as late as tomorrow.