I'm sitting pretty in seat 1, and the player in seat 2 seems to know half the players at my table. This works to my advantage since he gives me some background on who has been playing where, which allows me to guage my opponents mostly correctly. I make very few hands for a couple hours, my chips mostly staying in the parked position when my first hand comes. Aces in the hole, I make a $45 raise, which elicits a round of folds up to seat 9, who calls the raise. In the flop comes my ace, hopefully the case ace, as I'm hoping my opponent made a pair on big slick. Seat 9 is on the button and I haven't seen him play much save for one all in hand where he had what was basically third nut. Giving him a feel, I play it safe and check. A few seconds go by before he decides to make his move. He bets $90. Bingo baby. I Raise his $90 and make it $200 even. Now he's confused. He calls the check-raise. Turn comes a blank and the board doesn't pair, nuts. I hoped that he could make two pair or maybe turn a smaller boat. All the same, I check. Without taking any time, he reaches into his chips and bets $100. Another bet, another mistake. I raise again, $200. He's now starting to realize that he was beat all this time, and that he just lost $300. I don't know what was going through his mind at this point but I'm willing to bet he was looking for a redraw that would have killed him. Both the straight and the flush were busted so the only other thing he could be looking for was a board pair. He calls the second check-raise. At this point seat 2 is going bananas because he can't believe I just check-raised this man twice. At this point I'm a little confused as to why he would think that. The River comes and hits blank, giving me the nuts. I push my last $100 into the pot and wait to hear the inevitable call. he looks at the board, then he looks at me and he folds his hand. A little shocked, I push my aces to the dealer and rake in my pot. A good start to the second day. I cleared that table with $1300 making that sitting a $800 profit.
My second sitting was less exciting, I did however clear $1200 on that table, making my total for the day $1500. I technically sat a third time, but I did so out of boredom and did not profit or lose in that sitting, so it's more like I saw hands for 3 hours, but what I saw in those three hours would forever be etched in my mind.
It started when seat 1 made a flop bet of $50, uncharacteristic since he was very tight and did not play many hands at all. On the flop was 5 4 2, in that order. 3 players. Steve calls the bet, but seat 9 had none of it. Seat nine moves $150 into the pot. Seat 1, clearly frustrated, moves all in. Now this is textbook large pocket pair all in behavior. $800 of all in staring him down, Steve mills on the decision, honestly a decision that would be easy to make usually, but see, Steve had 5 3 off suit and he was considering the redraw.He needed either a A or a 6 to make a straight, possibly the nut straight or a chop straight. With how many preflop folds there were, the possibility of at least one ace coming was actually not bad. After a while, Steve lets out a " I call" not a moment goes by and seat 9 makes the same call. $1600 in the pot and now the cards run. Turn comes a king, followed by a jack. Steve and seat 9 were in the side pot, so they started first. Seat 9 turns over A 7, ace high. Pair of fives takes the sidepot. Steve celebrates, not having lost the entire pot he now turns to seat 1 who hasn't shown his hand yet. Confused, Steve asks him if he has a pair of kings? No? Jacks? Pocket pair? Seat one finally turns over 2 3 suited spades, third pair on the flop.
The table erupts. By this time the whole poker room is looking at us but we don't care. Everyone gets a little sick at what just happened. Personally my stomach knotted up a little. I haven't been more tense in my entire life. People were asking if we hit the jackpot, no one could understand what could make a whole table explode like that. Possibly the sickest call I've ever seen. There's not a lot that could have made that a less exciting hand. It actually worked to Steve's benefit that the runners were highball cards as they missed everyone completely.
But that wasn't the end. Hours go by and now it happens again. This time, Steve has 6 9 and the flop comes 7 8 J. A chinese man sitting in seat 3 moves all in on the flop, overbetting the pot and making a clear buyout. Steve considers the hand and thinks about it, counting his chips and considering his odds. After about 3 minutes, Steve looks over at the TV, which was showing the worlds 50 best upsets of all time. Someone kicks a goal right as he looks and he simply snaps his fingers and says, " I call ". Turn comes blank, and the river hits 5, the chinese man proudly turns over his set but it's too late. Steve shows the straight and takes the pot. By now it's 6 am and we needed to be asleep. We say our byes and get up. That was day 2.
What a day.
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