I feel it's incumbent upon me to explain, just a little, that I wasn't being a wild-woman at this evening's weekly Wheaties tourney table (I save that for on or under but not at the table, thank you very much). Here're all three hands, in the order I received them (seven at the table, each hand it was folded to me making me first to act - I began in mid-postition):
Ad Jh - Mr. Nickerson called my raise from the BB, and wisely folded to my flop bet.
Ac 9c - Mr. Nickerson responded to my raise by pushing all-in with his pocket queens. I wisely, in my amateur opinion, folded.
8c 8h - Mr. Nickerson resonded to my raise by pushing all in with his Ac Qs. I wisely, in my amateur opinion, called.
The rest of the hand played out thusly:
5c 2c 4d 4c Jc
Giving Mr. Nickerson the flush and proving, sigh, that online poker is most assuredly rigged. Or someone bribed the person controlling the win button.
Oh shut up - yes it was a coin flip, yes the call was questionable, yadda yadda.... but just once can't I be a Luckbox© ® ™, too?????????
I'm deeply saddened that I was robbed of the opportunity to play footsie with G-Rob under the table. It's been so long.
[[UPDATE]] Mr. Nickerson used my chips deftly, making it well up the ladder to 13th place. Nicely done.
