Zack_theKnife
Rising Star
Bronze Level
Yeah you've been there... You just flopped top two pair and bet heavy. You're protecting your value like you should. Smarmy dude in the glasses is keeping up with you. A notably bored look on his face as he calls you again on 4th St. You pick up on Dude Mcgraw's seemingly forced lack of interest (a 'tell' I think they call it) so you check the river with unease..... Mr McGraw raises big..... in this moment your inner dialogue reminds you... "This looks bad"... "Great lay downs make great poker players"..... alas....
Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was hope. Maybe it's Mayballine.
Whatever the reason.... you call and you hold your breath.
Wanting to get it over with, you display your top two pair proudly and exhale relief as he turns one card over and says "pair". You're reaching forward to scoop your pot and what does this guy do? He waits for you to touch "your" chips before turning over his other card and saying "oh wait, but... I have another one... three of a kind."
Your heart sinks and face flushes hot. You're instantly reminded why you play online so much. You feel regret. Not a regret for calling his raise. Right now your only regret is not practicing throwing cards more often. "Sorry", he says with a smirk, but you don't even hear him. Right now you're lost in a fantasy of pulling a Chris Ferguson on this guy and lodging a jack of hearts in his forehead. Oh, and by the way... he's not sorry.
Slowrollers... this is for you; Nobody likes you and you're going to a bad place when you die.
Sincerely,
All the people who never want to play cards with you.
Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was hope. Maybe it's Mayballine.
Whatever the reason.... you call and you hold your breath.
Wanting to get it over with, you display your top two pair proudly and exhale relief as he turns one card over and says "pair". You're reaching forward to scoop your pot and what does this guy do? He waits for you to touch "your" chips before turning over his other card and saying "oh wait, but... I have another one... three of a kind."
Your heart sinks and face flushes hot. You're instantly reminded why you play online so much. You feel regret. Not a regret for calling his raise. Right now your only regret is not practicing throwing cards more often. "Sorry", he says with a smirk, but you don't even hear him. Right now you're lost in a fantasy of pulling a Chris Ferguson on this guy and lodging a jack of hearts in his forehead. Oh, and by the way... he's not sorry.
Slowrollers... this is for you; Nobody likes you and you're going to a bad place when you die.
Sincerely,
All the people who never want to play cards with you.