After placing 2nd in one of my tourneys on Monday, I thought my troubles of the past Sunday were behind me. I inched up in the WSP rankings and was feeling good overall. The next night was a 3-6 OE game which nearly got cancelled until Christine worked her phone magic and got some Crasians to come join us. God bless them Crasians!!!
The night started out with a round of Omaha and I knew my night was destined to be shit when I started out with this hand.
2c-3s-4c-6h in my hand. Flop is 2h-3c-6s. I've got top two. Yes, a straight is showing and yes, a low is already out. But I'm in late position and it checks to me. Um, wouldn't any straight already bet it out. I would hope. So I floated a bet to see what the deal was. David R, who just learned how to read a low board 10 minutes ago, raises! Jordan calls, but that means squat since his range his bigger than Wyoming. I call. The turn is the 3d. Woo-hoo! Second nut high! David leads and Jordan raises! Um, what?!? I put and David on the low, maybe Jordan on trip 3's to go with a low. I raise. David caps it and Jordan comes along. The river is a rag Queen. David leads out again. This time, Jordan calls and I elect to just call. Jordan shows A-2-3-7 for 3's full of 2's. I show the better 3's full of 6's and David R shows 66 for best high hand! David and Jordan split and I'm left wondering what the hell happened.
Play started heating up and I got my initial loss back with a scoop or two. And then the biggest bad beat of my life (poker, odds-wise) happened. All I can say is I'm happy I wasn't playing much larger stakes.
I have Ad-8c-2s-5s. I see a cheap flop and it's As-Ac-8d. I had to look a few times before I realized I had flopped the absolute nuts. If there wasn't a low draw on board, I might have slow played this, but I have to pump the pot to make the low draws pay (and I'll scoop half their mobneys!). Sure enough, a few people call my bet. The turn is the 3c. Ok, there's the low dammit! It gets to me and I bet it and a few people call. River is the 4c. The board is now As-Ad-8d-3c-4c. This time, David bets out at it. I figure he made the nut low with 25, or maybe a flush, or maybe both. It gets to me and I raise. David re-raises. I would too if I had the nut low in this situation. But just in case, I raise again. He re-raises me. I look at the board again and my absolute nuts has, technically, become the second nuts. But something told me I'd better just call here. So I do and David shows 2c-5c for the steel wheel!!! WTF??!! Matty Ebs goes into the tank and 10 seconds later comes up with "1979 to 1 shot". FUCK YOU MATH GODS!!!!
That became the slogan for the rest of the night. "I was having a great life until...1979 to 1".
I ended the night at 1AM +$12, which is better than I'd hoped for given my ridiculous beat. I'm just proud of myself for not tilting completely.