So I am in Vegas for a bachelor
party a month ago. Playing 1-2 no limit at the Fla mingo. I sat down the first two days with 100 bucks. Was up and down but ultimately broke out both days. The third day, after waiting 2.5 hrs to play a hand other than the big blind on the second, I sit down again with a hun. My second hand, finally, a good hand 10 10. I am left of big blind, I raise to 30. It was a pretty loose table, so what the heck. Folds to the button, he says , hell with it, i call. Blinds fold. Flop 7, 7, 3 rainbow. I didnt like the guy on the button so I go ahead and bet 30. He calls. Not any read on him, loose fun table, no real tells except the fool across from me which, why couldnt he be in on this hand, anyway button calls. Turn, 4. Bet 30 again, down to 10 bucks. I figure my two pair are good. He looks at me and says, call, bam, he calls. Now, I know, he could have lots of good hands, but I felt he didnt have anything. Yeah, this is a bad beat story. River, 9. I say, well, I can get a hot dog with the ten if he aint bluffing, and so I check. He pushes all in. Hmmmmm, gotta call with my lowsy 10, so I do. What do you think he was holding? I will blog tomorrow to let you know. Peace. Tim
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