take it like a man
So Chad ended Thursday poker at Misty's because of football season, and waning interest. So I suggested that we all still get together to play somewhere once a week, at one of the many other bars still doing free poker. Then we could play for cash / bartabs like we used to, and which I really enjoyed.
Chad liked Mondays so he could watch Monday night football, and I really don't have much of a preference.
So we've been going to one bar for the last two weeks, but it's been just us, so no real possibility for a cash game. Last night we went to a new bar that's the closer to my house, so I like that, and we knew quite a few people there. So when it was over, there was initially four of us who all knew each other well who were going to play, Me, Chad, Bill, and Kim. Then a young couple, both of whom used to work for Chad, asked to join us. They were very immature throughout the earlier part of the nite, and were quite drunk. I was a little hesitant, but since Chad knew them, we agreed.
But then we told them we were playing dealer's choice, for $1 a chip. They both thought that was too high of stakes. We spent a short time debating it, and then they suddenly got bent out of shape that we were implying it was too high of stakes for them.
What!?!?
This should have been a red flag.
The guy of this couple was an idiot all night long. He had a strong opinion about everything and would comment on how bad everyone else's play was. In short, my absolute least favorite kind of guy.
This should have been another red flag.
So we play a while, and the girl is kicking our butt's all over the place, and now she's getting very aggressive. The guy isn't, so he's constantly griping. Chad, Bill and I are getting crushed by her short-term luck. But I figure long-term, there's no way she could hang with us.
But no before I call what I thought was an act of over-aggression on her part, and have to buy another $20 of chips from her.
Humiliating.
Chad is in the same boat, maybe even worse off than me.
But the guy is basically not playing, being very tight. Finally, he finds a hand he likes, and pushes his last stack in for a $10 pre-flop raise, which is 10x the blinds. He clearly wants no callers, but Bill calls him just because he's got ace-suited, and plenty of chips. The dude, Devin, I guess, flips A-K off suit, and Bill flips A-2 suited. It wouldn't be a story worth telling if Bill didn't win, merely catching the 2 no less, and Devin storms off swearing. He steams and swears at the bar the rest of the nite, never letting it go.
But his wife, Jill, continues to crush us for some time.
But slowly things start to change, and I hit a big hand when I flop two pair, and I know she's got a lone ace. I talk her into betting, and double up through her. Then I do it again, then Chad does.
She careful to keep her initial $20 buyin stack separate, though, so that she can see she's still up.
When the guy comes and tells us he had to clean up and it's going to be the last hand, I flop top pair, and slow play / trap her into another $10, such that now she finishes down in the chip stack, but she's still got me $20 from me buying chips from her.
But when we leave, she's so drunk that she doesn't understand math anymore, and we can't convince her why she's not leaving with the huge amount of money she had so recently had in front of her. Even her husband, who had been so confrontational earlier in the nite, to the point where I seriously thought there was going to be a fight, was with us trying to explain that it all worked out right. But she never got it, and when they left, she was livid, and jumped in their car and predictably, drove away as fast as possible.
There's something I don't get. If you're mad, why speed? Especially if you've been drinking, you only call more attention to yourself.
At one point, we determined Chad hadn't won a single pot, and was down almost $70. Then he pushed with aces, got called, and Bill ended up making quads. Chad jumps up, run away from the table screaming "Are you kidding me!?!?". He nearly runs into the waitress while doing this, and says something to her like "I'm not going to be able to pay my tab now".
We all laughed because we knew he was kidding, but the waitress didn't, and went back to the bar and told all the staff that "those guys are playing for cash, and now that one guy can't pay his tab"
Great.
So Chad goes over and smooths things over, but it retrospect, I can't believe all the things that went wrong with that nite.
We've decided we're going to boats instead of this crap anymore.
Chad liked Mondays so he could watch Monday night football, and I really don't have much of a preference.
So we've been going to one bar for the last two weeks, but it's been just us, so no real possibility for a cash game. Last night we went to a new bar that's the closer to my house, so I like that, and we knew quite a few people there. So when it was over, there was initially four of us who all knew each other well who were going to play, Me, Chad, Bill, and Kim. Then a young couple, both of whom used to work for Chad, asked to join us. They were very immature throughout the earlier part of the nite, and were quite drunk. I was a little hesitant, but since Chad knew them, we agreed.
But then we told them we were playing dealer's choice, for $1 a chip. They both thought that was too high of stakes. We spent a short time debating it, and then they suddenly got bent out of shape that we were implying it was too high of stakes for them.
What!?!?
This should have been a red flag.
The guy of this couple was an idiot all night long. He had a strong opinion about everything and would comment on how bad everyone else's play was. In short, my absolute least favorite kind of guy.
This should have been another red flag.
So we play a while, and the girl is kicking our butt's all over the place, and now she's getting very aggressive. The guy isn't, so he's constantly griping. Chad, Bill and I are getting crushed by her short-term luck. But I figure long-term, there's no way she could hang with us.
But no before I call what I thought was an act of over-aggression on her part, and have to buy another $20 of chips from her.
Humiliating.
Chad is in the same boat, maybe even worse off than me.
But the guy is basically not playing, being very tight. Finally, he finds a hand he likes, and pushes his last stack in for a $10 pre-flop raise, which is 10x the blinds. He clearly wants no callers, but Bill calls him just because he's got ace-suited, and plenty of chips. The dude, Devin, I guess, flips A-K off suit, and Bill flips A-2 suited. It wouldn't be a story worth telling if Bill didn't win, merely catching the 2 no less, and Devin storms off swearing. He steams and swears at the bar the rest of the nite, never letting it go.
But his wife, Jill, continues to crush us for some time.
But slowly things start to change, and I hit a big hand when I flop two pair, and I know she's got a lone ace. I talk her into betting, and double up through her. Then I do it again, then Chad does.
She careful to keep her initial $20 buyin stack separate, though, so that she can see she's still up.
When the guy comes and tells us he had to clean up and it's going to be the last hand, I flop top pair, and slow play / trap her into another $10, such that now she finishes down in the chip stack, but she's still got me $20 from me buying chips from her.
But when we leave, she's so drunk that she doesn't understand math anymore, and we can't convince her why she's not leaving with the huge amount of money she had so recently had in front of her. Even her husband, who had been so confrontational earlier in the nite, to the point where I seriously thought there was going to be a fight, was with us trying to explain that it all worked out right. But she never got it, and when they left, she was livid, and jumped in their car and predictably, drove away as fast as possible.
There's something I don't get. If you're mad, why speed? Especially if you've been drinking, you only call more attention to yourself.
At one point, we determined Chad hadn't won a single pot, and was down almost $70. Then he pushed with aces, got called, and Bill ended up making quads. Chad jumps up, run away from the table screaming "Are you kidding me!?!?". He nearly runs into the waitress while doing this, and says something to her like "I'm not going to be able to pay my tab now".
We all laughed because we knew he was kidding, but the waitress didn't, and went back to the bar and told all the staff that "those guys are playing for cash, and now that one guy can't pay his tab"
Great.
So Chad goes over and smooths things over, but it retrospect, I can't believe all the things that went wrong with that nite.
We've decided we're going to boats instead of this crap anymore.