Pokergods, that just ain't right...
Its funny how things stay in your memory, your first love, your mothers smile, your dad's advice which we never seem to listen to or follow, even in later years when we discover he was right, we think back in our mind where fatherly advice is stored, and there it is, big neon letters, don't do this----getting to my bad beat story, which as much as I would like to, I cannot forget, its stored right there beside some of that advice I never listened to.
It happened at a $10 poker tournament on UltimateBet on Sept. 14th, 2003, in fact it was in the evening about 8:16 pm, I was the chip leader, in 4th position, was 2nd hand at this final table, I was fortunate to pick up pocket aces and my smile was so big that everyone must have seen it thru the screen, everyone that is except the big blind who must have been babysitting his wild twin nephews, or had spilled hot coffee down his fancy Gucci pants, surely, something bad must have happened to distract him, for him to make such a weird call, he throws his 40k in chips into the pot, the flop comes 3-6-6 rainbow, I bet another 40k, he go's all-in another 120k I thought for a moment and called, leaving me about 50k in chips left, we flip over our cards and woe and behold I see he had bet his pocket k-6 off suit.
Now I know, and you know that we hope we get callers with inferior hands, so I never berate, school, or try not to show any anger at the poker table, and I didn't this time either.. I ended going out in 8th position, winning the $30 instead of the$950 I had my eyes set on.
Sometimes at night when I'm drifting off to sleep, I think about some of the great things that have happened in my life, my loving mother and father, my three beautiful children, how they have made me so proud, my grandchildren and thousand of other wonderful things, but there is still a small piece of paper with a small note, stuck in my memory, right there beside my fathers advice, which I had failed to follow-- Sept. 14th, 8:16 pm king-six off suit, but right beside that note is something I heard Doyle Brunson tell another player, "son we ain't playing solitaire", king-six offsuit, "poker gods that just ain't right"
