Patiently waiting for that 84 suited

Helluva game on Wednesday. Approaching 0300 on Thursday morning, and we were still eight-handed. We had a couple of late-comers in Ankur and Ayu, along with Nelly's long-lost-friend Huey.

Huey is a $30/$60 Online LHE Pro, he came to hang out and watch the donkdom, not so much to make money. He folded his first two orbits, maybe three, didn't even limp a pot, let alone call a raise.

Somewhere around orbit three or four, Huey's in the pot and the flop is Q56r, no betting. The turn card brings Q56 7, two spades on board, and fireworks ensue. Blue bet out $10, Jeff called, as did another player, Huey "dropped" five blue checkers into the pot for a $40 raise. Comes back to blue, and he puts $80 into the pot after I drag all the $10 bets in. Jeff looks at the board, his cards, and the pot, and cold-calls the $80. Huey just calls. Pot is now roughly $295.

River brings Q56 7 3, no flush. Checks around to Huey, he shrugs and says "Well, I'm all in." I thought I heard Blue say fold, but appearantly the rest of the table heard him say call. Jeff was uber bitter, mucked his flopped top set face up. Huey had something like $153 left in his stack, and before I counted it I pushed up the 567 in the middle of the board, positive Huey had the nut straight, waited for a non-board-pair / non-flushy river before getting it all out there.

I was half right. He turned over the monster that is 8s4s, 2nd nut straight. Blue shows his 43o, small straight on the turn, and pays him.

That was pretty much the biggest pot of the night, but believe you me - there were other big ones. We had 58 pots of $100 or more, putting the Bad Beat Jackpot at $2,176 going into next Wednesday. Game broke around 0430, so I guess that means over nine hours or so... we once again had something close to a $100 pot every ten minutes.

Not exactly a rock garden, now is it?

Anne never did make it out this week. I got a message/excuse from her, something about a lifetime $0.50/drink discount at a bar in Philly for explaining the concept of "pot odds" to a bartender.

Gypsy Pete also found himself stranded in the outskirts up PA, he was unable to attend.

We had a few surprises to take their place, all the same. The new Jeff brought a friend with him and the two of them each stayed until game break, nearly nine hours later. Jefferson from the Fish Tank was in attendance, and he didn't lose his mind until long after 0200. I think when Keenan raised the monster that is 9s5s and then called a re-raise from Jefferson's KK, and Keenan proceeded to frop a frush... Jefferson's tolerance for donkdom declined.

Zappafan was a welcomed last-minute addition, and he showed these donkeys that generally playing tight and right can be profitable.

Pops... played like pops does. Early on, he flopped a baby flush and put E on a bigger diamond draw. Problem was that E was a boat draw, and when the board paired on the turn pops was left with a lone out for the straight frush. Oddly enough, the one-outer didn't come, and the tilt began.

E let the deck hit him over the head early on, then lost some big pots when he was forced to fold some big overpairs against Blue either out-flopping him or out-playing him. He decided to play some Heinz Poker around 0245 and got back a good $4 of his original buy-in.

Ankur showed up on the late shift and ran his $80 short-buy into a $200 profit in a relatively short amount of time.

All-in-all, everyone had a good time. Blue managed to consume the last of my birthday ice-cream cake from the freezer. All that sugar wired him up, I guess. He's usally pretty talkative but he just would not shut the fuck up on Wednesday.

Hope you all can make it back next Wednesday, cards will be in the air at 1900!