Originally Posted by wayschaff
so how did it end? did he have you or was he on a draw?
Ok, here are the results:
He lead, I raised... he only called (smoothly, no hesitation)
He checked... and I hesitated, just for a split second (on accident-- very bad)... but I BET!
He immediately RAISED!!
My head was screaming at me:
"Fold... you only beat a bluff! Idiot, he outplayed you so badly! Fold! Fold! Fold! Save the bet and the embarassment of getting chumped by a better player! FOLD! FOLD! FOLD!"
My gut was screaming at me:
"Call... go w/ your initial read! He doesn't have a Q, he would've C/R or 3-bet turn w/ Q! Call! Call! You're good, idiot! He's acting from your hesitation, this C/R wasn't planned... DON'T FOLD! DON'T FOLD! DON'T FOLD!"
I sat there for over an hour, ordered a pizza (xtra cheese), split it w/ the table, and then...
As if god, herself, grabbed my left hand... made me pick up eight, $10 chips, and threw them in the pot. "I call," is all I heard come from my mouth.
"Good call!" he said. "TY," as I waited for him to turn his hand over (I wasn't going to move until he did.)
He flipped over Ah,7h -- wheeeeewwwwww
I CALMLY WALKED TO THE RESTROOM, AND THRU-UP ALL OVER THE SINK!