Your Favorite Personal Poker Story

[semaj550 0]

My favourite story is from my 2nd live hand ever. Get into the Bellagio that afternoon and get into a 4/8 limit game which I bought into for the standard $100. I check my big blind and then fold on the flop on my first hand. While the 2nd hand is being dealt my chips arrive so I make up my big blind and have $96 in front me.I empty the rack and look down at JcJd. There are 3 limpers to me so I raise. BB folds and it's called all the way around. Flop is Js 9h 2s so I check to slowplay my set. A middle position player bets, the button calls and I raise. The button and I go to the turn heads up.Turn is the Ks. I bet out and the button raises. Now at this point he is litterly saying things like "I got you now, Motherf***er. You're F***ing dead." And generally acting like he really wants me to know that he just hit the nut flush. I'm getting the right odds to draw to my full house so I make the call.The river is the beautiful, beautiful 2c. I bet out, the button raises and continues with his barrage and insisting that he can't possibly lose this hand. Now it's possible he has kings full but something about him just wouldn't let me believe he had anything but the nut flush. I followed my gut instinct and reraised. He reraises, I reraise, etc., etc. So I finally get all in (he had me covered by like $20) and he slams down As 8s and says, "F***ing moron, I told you that you couldn't win!" So I table my jacks full and don't say a word.The dealer pushes me the pot and my new buddy literally jumps out of his chair and screams at the dealer, "What the f*** are you doing!? That's my pot, I'm calling the floor!" The dealer just calmly looks at him as says, "Ummm, I'm sorry, sir, but a full house beats a flush." The idiot then looks at my cards, looks at the board, slams his fist on the rail and says, "F***, I can't believe I didn't see the f***ing board f***ing pair!"He then when out for a smoke and when he came back he kinda sheepishly sat down and then gave me a fist pound and said, "Nice hand."That definately got me hooked on poker!

[mrdannyg 274]

not long after i started donking around at 0.5/1 online, i played a couple weeks of 5/10 at a charity casino near me. these guys were horrible, so my very tight, straightforward play was still profitable. for the first 5-6 sessions i never won or lost more than $50, even though i played for 8 hours or so.then i had one session where i just hit everything, and left the table with over $1k, for a profit of over $800. it felt so damn good.

[missIdaho 1]

miss you alreadydon't go

[benhoug 0]

My favorite poker story came from a "poker weekend" 6 or 8 months ago. I live in Chicago and drove to Toledo, Ohio to visit a friend and spend the whole weekend in card rooms (both legal and illegal). The first night we went to a "private card club" that spread a NL Hold 'Em game w/ $1/$2 blinds. I was stuck a buy-in when the resident maniac sat down. Everyone at the table had been talking about this guy for the past couple hours about how good he was, but also how crazy and wild he was at the table. He was seated directly to my right, and over the next 30 or 40 minutes I made him my personal ATM.I first busted him when I got him to stick all his money in w/ top pr./no kicker against my set. He rebought and shortly thereafter I busted him again when my AQ beat his KQ (Queen on the flop). I normally don't commit all my chips w/ just a pair, but my read on this guy was crystal. He rebought again and another guy at the table cracked his AA w/ 59. by this point the kid was steaming worse than anything I'd ever seen. A few hands later I got him all-in once again holding a flush vs. his set and my hand held up.Inside of an hour this kid dropped about $600 and about $400 of it went straight to me, so I went from being a loser in the game to a pretty good winner in short order.The next day we went to a couple of casinos in Detroit. At the first one I dropped some money in a 5/10 LHE game, but the second one was gold. I sat in a 5/10 full-kill Omaha 8 game and proceeded to win (at the time) my largest pot ever when I scooped a kill-pot that was 4 or 5 handed to the river.It's not that great of a story, but it does bring back fond memories of the weekend I was a rounder in Ohio. We probably played 15 or 16 hours of live poker at 3 different places and I walked away a pretty big winner, and totally felt like a baller in front of my friend.

[ripptyde 0]

My favourite story is from my 2nd live hand ever. Get into the Bellagio that afternoon and get into a 4/8 limit game which I bought into for the standard $100. I check my big blind and then fold on the flop on my first hand. While the 2nd hand is being dealt my chips arrive so I make up my big blind and have $96 in front me.I empty the rack and look down at JcJd. There are 3 limpers to me so I raise. BB folds and it's called all the way around. Flop is Js 9h 2s so I check to slowplay my set. A middle position player bets, the button calls and I raise. The button and I go to the turn heads up.Turn is the Ks. I bet out and the button raises. Now at this point he is litterly saying things like "I got you now, Motherf***er. You're F***ing dead." And generally acting like he really wants me to know that he just hit the nut flush. I'm getting the right odds to draw to my full house so I make the call.The river is the beautiful, beautiful 2c. I bet out, the button raises and continues with his barrage and insisting that he can't possibly lose this hand. Now it's possible he has kings full but something about him just wouldn't let me believe he had anything but the nut flush. I followed my gut instinct and reraised. He reraises, I reraise, etc., etc. So I finally get all in (he had me covered by like $20) and he slams down As 8s and says, "F***ing moron, I told you that you couldn't win!" So I table my jacks full and don't say a word.The dealer pushes me the pot and my new buddy literally jumps out of his chair and screams at the dealer, "What the f*** are you doing!? That's my pot, I'm calling the floor!" The dealer just calmly looks at him as says, "Ummm, I'm sorry, sir, but a full house beats a flush." The idiot then looks at my cards, looks at the board, slams his fist on the rail and says, "F***, I can't believe I didn't see the f***ing board f***ing pair!"He then when out for a smoke and when he came back he kinda sheepishly sat down and then gave me a fist pound and said, "Nice hand."That definately got me hooked on poker!

lol awesome storyI head down to Commerce to sit in the ring.Buy my $100.00 in chips and am greeted by some goodcards. Within an hour I'm sitting on about $325.00 andthe table is jovial with plenty of chatter. After I busted out this guy with my pocket Kings....this guy sits down to my left to replace the seat. Mid20's, baseball hat...drunk off his ***. I had beentelling a few of the others how I spent $700.00dollars on a beautiful diamond necklace for mygirlfriend for Christmas and he starts in on how I am'***** whipped' and how I should just cut my testiclesoff etc etc etc. The entire table was just shakingtheir head in amazement at this fool and he was warnedtwice by the floor boss to watch his mouth or he wouldbe asked to leave. I tolerated his condecending 'backpats' and comments about me being only 150 pounds etcand did my best to concentrate on poker since I wasdoing well and had some leverage on a start up table. So after a few orbits with all of us tolerating hisobnoxious banter....I catch A/K. I raise $25.00 and(he is directly to my left in seat 9) he punches allin. I shoot him a glance and decide to call....he hadbeen making horrible plays since he sat down and hadalready dropped $200.00 on rebuys. I call and he flipsover 8/5os. I look at him and say ' you gotta be****ing kidding me' and the rest of the table is justlaughing. I hear a soft voice say 'watch he is gonnacatch'.... sure enough he catches his 5 on the river and takes mefor about $90.00 bucks. I say 'you're gonna raise mewith that garbage against my 8X raise ? Ok dude itsON' I tell him next time he raises I am gonna push andI don't give a **** what he has. He is laughinguncontrollably and taunting me and says 'go aheadbring it *****' Fine... So about 6 or 7 hands later I catch A/Q suited andagain I raise $25.00 from the SB.....He raises $75.00.The rest of the table folds. I shoot him anotherglance and start to reach for my chips and he says 'Goahead ************....I swear to God if you raise meI'm gonna go all in'..... I say 'OK lets do it then' and push about $250.00 intothe pot and give him a hard stare. He fumbles for his stack and shoves it all into thepot We flip our cards and he shows A/5 of spades and Istand up and slap my A/Q of clubs on the table Flop is 2 spades and the table groans. I hear a 'hereit comes' and sure enough the other spade drops on theturn I drop to my chair and put my head down and startreaching for my wallet without saying a word He gets up out of his chair ...leans over me andstarts screaming... 'how did you like that ***** ?....yea you littleFAGGOT I didn't think so...you ****in punk *** little********** !!!.......You aint **** you little ****in*****.....**** you ya little ****in PUNK *** *****!!!' all this towering over me with his face so close tomine I was getting his spit spray on my face. He hadhis finger in my face and was literally 3 inches fromme. Commerce's main floor has roughly 80 tables and therewere at least half of them stopped and rubberneckingto see what was going on because he was literallyscreaming this whole tirade. I'm still seated and still in shock about this beatand I hear the guy to my right whisper 'dude you gonnalet this guy talk to you like that ?' About 5 or 10 seconds passed and it just happened I half stood up....braced my right leg for leverageand.... POWWWWWWWWW I punched him right in the face as hard as I couldwith an overhand right haymaker I stood up over him and spread my arms wide as if toask if he wanted more and through all the bloodpouring out of his nose and mouth he exclaims 'thatguy just punched me' Security rushed over before he had a chance to standup and separated us and escorted me off. The floormanager (who I had asked 3 times to remove this*******) was lecturing me on how you can't hit someoneetc etc and I hear this guy in the background yellinghow I am going to jail etc. I get led to the room with all the cameras (thesecurity 'hub' I guess) and figure I am deep ****. I'mthinking about how I am going to explain this to mygirlfriend and how I am going to come up with themoney to defend an assualt charge. After about 5 minutes the guy comes in the room (afterall the security guys had gathered) and startsscreaming ' you are going to JAIL ************ !!' Ijust say ' did you SEE this guy ???....did you seewhat he said to me ? did you not see him in my facetaunting me ???' I ask to make sure the same floorboss who I has asked 3 times to get rid of this idiotwas present for the record. Another player who happened to be an attorney comes inthe 'holding' room and yells ' Is he under arrest ????Is he under arrest ???' The security guys didnt havean answer but then ask ******* 'do you wanna presscharges ? He yells in a drunken slur ' mother****ing right I amgonna press charges....look at my ****ing face....this****ing ***** is going to jail' Security tells my aspiring lawyer that I am going tobe charged with assult and he leans in and gives mehis card and says to me 'dont say ONE more ****ingword' Ok well by now I am tripping....Im thinking assaultcharges.....what am I gonna tell my GF....its gonnacost me a fortune to defend myself so I might as wellkiss off the money I just made this last month...etcetc.....My hand is bleeding and I am inhandcuffs.....thinking about going to the L.A CountyJail in my shirt and tie....they had already calledthe LAPD after douchebag said he was going to presscharges so basically....I'm ****ed Ok well they put us both in seperate holding areas andabout 10 minutes go by and then I hear him say ' Idon't wanna put this man in jail' to one of thesecurity guys (whew) So the LAPD gets there and to make an already longstory longer....he decided not to press charges andthey uncuff me. I apologized for cold cocking him (mostly just to kisshis *** and save my ***) and he rambled on about how Ishould control my temper and going on to the cops andeverybody else about the whole incident. At this point (right after they uncuffed me) one ofthe security guys who had seen the whole thing says 'LOOK....ya know what man...you are driving me up the****ing wall.....the man apologized....and you can'tshut your ****ing mouth STILL.....I saw the wholething and ya know what...you had it coming....so ifyou know whats best for you....shut your ****ing mouthor I'll have these guys (LAPD) arrest you for drunkand disorderly and provoking this whole thing' I thank the officers and exit stage left just in timeto hear the cops tell him that if he even thinks aboutgetting in his car , they are gonna arrest him fordrunk driving.

[AcesUp46 0]

lol awesome storyI head down to Commerce to sit in the ring.Buy my $100.00 in chips and am greeted by some goodcards. Within an hour I'm sitting on about $325.00 andthe table is jovial with plenty of chatter. After I busted out this guy with my pocket Kings....this guy sits down to my left to replace the seat. Mid20's, baseball hat...drunk off his ***. I had beentelling a few of the others how I spent $700.00dollars on a beautiful diamond necklace for mygirlfriend for Christmas and he starts in on how I am'***** whipped' and how I should just cut my testiclesoff etc etc etc. The entire table was just shakingtheir head in amazement at this fool and he was warnedtwice by the floor boss to watch his mouth or he wouldbe asked to leave. I tolerated his condecending 'backpats' and comments about me being only 150 pounds etcand did my best to concentrate on poker since I wasdoing well and had some leverage on a start up table. So after a few orbits with all of us tolerating hisobnoxious banter....I catch A/K. I raise $25.00 and(he is directly to my left in seat 9) he punches allin. I shoot him a glance and decide to call....he hadbeen making horrible plays since he sat down and hadalready dropped $200.00 on rebuys. I call and he flipsover 8/5os. I look at him and say ' you gotta be****ing kidding me' and the rest of the table is justlaughing. I hear a soft voice say 'watch he is gonnacatch'.... sure enough he catches his 5 on the river and takes mefor about $90.00 bucks. I say 'you're gonna raise mewith that garbage against my 8X raise ? Ok dude itsON' I tell him next time he raises I am gonna push andI don't give a **** what he has. He is laughinguncontrollably and taunting me and says 'go aheadbring it *****' Fine... So about 6 or 7 hands later I catch A/Q suited andagain I raise $25.00 from the SB.....He raises $75.00.The rest of the table folds. I shoot him anotherglance and start to reach for my chips and he says 'Goahead ************....I swear to God if you raise meI'm gonna go all in'..... I say 'OK lets do it then' and push about $250.00 intothe pot and give him a hard stare. He fumbles for his stack and shoves it all into thepot We flip our cards and he shows A/5 of spades and Istand up and slap my A/Q of clubs on the table Flop is 2 spades and the table groans. I hear a 'hereit comes' and sure enough the other spade drops on theturn I drop to my chair and put my head down and startreaching for my wallet without saying a word He gets up out of his chair ...leans over me andstarts screaming... 'how did you like that ***** ?....yea you littleFAGGOT I didn't think so...you ****in punk *** little********** !!!.......You aint **** you little ****in*****.....**** you ya little ****in PUNK *** *****!!!' all this towering over me with his face so close tomine I was getting his spit spray on my face. He hadhis finger in my face and was literally 3 inches fromme. Commerce's main floor has roughly 80 tables and therewere at least half of them stopped and rubberneckingto see what was going on because he was literallyscreaming this whole tirade. I'm still seated and still in shock about this beatand I hear the guy to my right whisper 'dude you gonnalet this guy talk to you like that ?' About 5 or 10 seconds passed and it just happened I half stood up....braced my right leg for leverageand.... POWWWWWWWWW I punched him right in the face as hard as I couldwith an overhand right haymaker I stood up over him and spread my arms wide as if toask if he wanted more and through all the bloodpouring out of his nose and mouth he exclaims 'thatguy just punched me' Security rushed over before he had a chance to standup and separated us and escorted me off. The floormanager (who I had asked 3 times to remove this*******) was lecturing me on how you can't hit someoneetc etc and I hear this guy in the background yellinghow I am going to jail etc. I get led to the room with all the cameras (thesecurity 'hub' I guess) and figure I am deep ****. I'mthinking about how I am going to explain this to mygirlfriend and how I am going to come up with themoney to defend an assualt charge. After about 5 minutes the guy comes in the room (afterall the security guys had gathered) and startsscreaming ' you are going to JAIL ************ !!' Ijust say ' did you SEE this guy ???....did you seewhat he said to me ? did you not see him in my facetaunting me ???' I ask to make sure the same floorboss who I has asked 3 times to get rid of this idiotwas present for the record. Another player who happened to be an attorney comes inthe 'holding' room and yells ' Is he under arrest ????Is he under arrest ???' The security guys didnt havean answer but then ask ******* 'do you wanna presscharges ? He yells in a drunken slur ' mother****ing right I amgonna press charges....look at my ****ing face....this****ing ***** is going to jail' Security tells my aspiring lawyer that I am going tobe charged with assult and he leans in and gives mehis card and says to me 'dont say ONE more ****ingword' Ok well by now I am tripping....Im thinking assaultcharges.....what am I gonna tell my GF....its gonnacost me a fortune to defend myself so I might as wellkiss off the money I just made this last month...etcetc.....My hand is bleeding and I am inhandcuffs.....thinking about going to the L.A CountyJail in my shirt and tie....they had already calledthe LAPD after douchebag said he was going to presscharges so basically....I'm ****ed Ok well they put us both in seperate holding areas andabout 10 minutes go by and then I hear him say ' Idon't wanna put this man in jail' to one of thesecurity guys (whew) So the LAPD gets there and to make an already longstory longer....he decided not to press charges andthey uncuff me. I apologized for cold cocking him (mostly just to kisshis *** and save my ***) and he rambled on about how Ishould control my temper and going on to the cops andeverybody else about the whole incident. At this point (right after they uncuffed me) one ofthe security guys who had seen the whole thing says 'LOOK....ya know what man...you are driving me up the****ing wall.....the man apologized....and you can'tshut your ****ing mouth STILL.....I saw the wholething and ya know what...you had it coming....so ifyou know whats best for you....shut your ****ing mouthor I'll have these guys (LAPD) arrest you for drunkand disorderly and provoking this whole thing' I thank the officers and exit stage left just in timeto hear the cops tell him that if he even thinks aboutgetting in his car , they are gonna arrest him fordrunk driving.

You got lucky there my friend. Nice story.

[fleung22 1]

Wassup Mitch?You couldn't really mean your final FINAL thread...you just mean your final thread for now right?The FCP community needs to know!!

[Turbo Dog 1]

First of all, I would like to thank everyone for participating in this thread... and basically for existing! It means alot to me ......story......and we all walked off with our share of the giant 1200 dollar prize pool.

I actually laughed out loud at this oneVery very nice post more

[Zach6668 513]

Royal,I didn't read this thread.But, I saw in another thread that you were done posting, or will be done soon...Was this all just a mix up?Can I sleep again? Zach

[ChrisRichey 1]

Greatest moment for me so far is overcoming a 3:1 deficit to win my first $22 180. I was pretty happy, though I am down like $450 since that win. I hate poker. Very funny story ripptyde.

[Zach6668 513]

lol RipJail was cold.I don't recommend it.

[darkrider88 0]

http://www.fullcontactpoker.com/poker-foru...c=72319&hl=

[Dratj 0]

lol awesome storyI head down to Commerce to sit in the ring.Buy my $100.00 in chips and am greeted by some goodcards. Within an hour I'm sitting on about $325.00 andthe table is jovial with plenty of chatter. After I busted out this guy with my pocket Kings....this guy sits down to my left to replace the seat. Mid20's, baseball hat...drunk off his ***. I had beentelling a few of the others how I spent $700.00dollars on a beautiful diamond necklace for mygirlfriend for Christmas and he starts in on how I am'***** whipped' and how I should just cut my testiclesoff etc etc etc. The entire table was just shakingtheir head in amazement at this fool and he was warnedtwice by the floor boss to watch his mouth or he wouldbe asked to leave. I tolerated his condecending 'backpats' and comments about me being only 150 pounds etcand did my best to concentrate on poker since I wasdoing well and had some leverage on a start up table. So after a few orbits with all of us tolerating hisobnoxious banter....I catch A/K. I raise $25.00 and(he is directly to my left in seat 9) he punches allin. I shoot him a glance and decide to call....he hadbeen making horrible plays since he sat down and hadalready dropped $200.00 on rebuys. I call and he flipsover 8/5os. I look at him and say ' you gotta be****ing kidding me' and the rest of the table is justlaughing. I hear a soft voice say 'watch he is gonnacatch'.... sure enough he catches his 5 on the river and takes mefor about $90.00 bucks. I say 'you're gonna raise mewith that garbage against my 8X raise ? Ok dude itsON' I tell him next time he raises I am gonna push andI don't give a **** what he has. He is laughinguncontrollably and taunting me and says 'go aheadbring it *****' Fine... So about 6 or 7 hands later I catch A/Q suited andagain I raise $25.00 from the SB.....He raises $75.00.The rest of the table folds. I shoot him anotherglance and start to reach for my chips and he says 'Goahead ************....I swear to God if you raise meI'm gonna go all in'..... I say 'OK lets do it then' and push about $250.00 intothe pot and give him a hard stare. He fumbles for his stack and shoves it all into thepot We flip our cards and he shows A/5 of spades and Istand up and slap my A/Q of clubs on the table Flop is 2 spades and the table groans. I hear a 'hereit comes' and sure enough the other spade drops on theturn I drop to my chair and put my head down and startreaching for my wallet without saying a word He gets up out of his chair ...leans over me andstarts screaming... 'how did you like that ***** ?....yea you littleFAGGOT I didn't think so...you ****in punk *** little********** !!!.......You aint **** you little ****in*****.....**** you ya little ****in PUNK *** *****!!!' all this towering over me with his face so close tomine I was getting his spit spray on my face. He hadhis finger in my face and was literally 3 inches fromme. Commerce's main floor has roughly 80 tables and therewere at least half of them stopped and rubberneckingto see what was going on because he was literallyscreaming this whole tirade. I'm still seated and still in shock about this beatand I hear the guy to my right whisper 'dude you gonnalet this guy talk to you like that ?' About 5 or 10 seconds passed and it just happened I half stood up....braced my right leg for leverageand.... POWWWWWWWWW I punched him right in the face as hard as I couldwith an overhand right haymaker I stood up over him and spread my arms wide as if toask if he wanted more and through all the bloodpouring out of his nose and mouth he exclaims 'thatguy just punched me' Security rushed over before he had a chance to standup and separated us and escorted me off. The floormanager (who I had asked 3 times to remove this*******) was lecturing me on how you can't hit someoneetc etc and I hear this guy in the background yellinghow I am going to jail etc. I get led to the room with all the cameras (thesecurity 'hub' I guess) and figure I am deep ****. I'mthinking about how I am going to explain this to mygirlfriend and how I am going to come up with themoney to defend an assualt charge. After about 5 minutes the guy comes in the room (afterall the security guys had gathered) and startsscreaming ' you are going to JAIL ************ !!' Ijust say ' did you SEE this guy ???....did you seewhat he said to me ? did you not see him in my facetaunting me ???' I ask to make sure the same floorboss who I has asked 3 times to get rid of this idiotwas present for the record. Another player who happened to be an attorney comes inthe 'holding' room and yells ' Is he under arrest ????Is he under arrest ???' The security guys didnt havean answer but then ask ******* 'do you wanna presscharges ? He yells in a drunken slur ' mother****ing right I amgonna press charges....look at my ****ing face....this****ing ***** is going to jail' Security tells my aspiring lawyer that I am going tobe charged with assult and he leans in and gives mehis card and says to me 'dont say ONE more ****ingword' Ok well by now I am tripping....Im thinking assaultcharges.....what am I gonna tell my GF....its gonnacost me a fortune to defend myself so I might as wellkiss off the money I just made this last month...etcetc.....My hand is bleeding and I am inhandcuffs.....thinking about going to the L.A CountyJail in my shirt and tie....they had already calledthe LAPD after douchebag said he was going to presscharges so basically....I'm ****ed Ok well they put us both in seperate holding areas andabout 10 minutes go by and then I hear him say ' Idon't wanna put this man in jail' to one of thesecurity guys (whew) So the LAPD gets there and to make an already longstory longer....he decided not to press charges andthey uncuff me. I apologized for cold cocking him (mostly just to kisshis *** and save my ***) and he rambled on about how Ishould control my temper and going on to the cops andeverybody else about the whole incident. At this point (right after they uncuffed me) one ofthe security guys who had seen the whole thing says 'LOOK....ya know what man...you are driving me up the****ing wall.....the man apologized....and you can'tshut your ****ing mouth STILL.....I saw the wholething and ya know what...you had it coming....so ifyou know whats best for you....shut your ****ing mouthor I'll have these guys (LAPD) arrest you for drunkand disorderly and provoking this whole thing' I thank the officers and exit stage left just in timeto hear the cops tell him that if he even thinks aboutgetting in his car , they are gonna arrest him fordrunk driving.

Rip, good story, I can't believe they didn't remove the drunk guy earlier.

[theresa113 0]

This is my favorite story from my blog. I wrote it May 20th 2006. A Legend In The Making As you know from reading my blog, every Friday night I play in a home game tournament. Last summer, I ran hot in the tournament and then since November, I have bubbled so many times. It has a rattled me a bit, I have done several things like trying to change my game, read more books and strategy on Full Contact Poker, read magazine articles, play at other places and rejoin league. Funny thing is every where else I was doing OK… not great but not the situation I have been facing at the home game. So, why do I go to the home game? There are several reasons. First, I know I am one of the better players. There are some who I would rank above me, some on my level and many who still have little concept of the game. One of the main reasons I go to this game is to play with Steve G. When I first started playing live poker at the bars, I met Steve G. He was having a hot night, winning lots of our little 10 top turbo tournaments that we would play. I noticed Steve G right away. He has this certain presence that you can not help but notice. He is warm and friendly and you can tell that nothing escapes his attention (though he may tell you different.) He is a guy's guy and is able to joke around and have a good time. He is also someone who will not let anyone be a **** to anyone else at the table. He will put jerks in their place if they start acting up. Steve G and I would talk at the games. I would enjoy talking to him because I found him bright and engaging. Some of the other players noticed Steve G and I talking and said to me that he and I would make a good couple. Up to that point, I had not even entertained thinking of Steve G in a romantic or sexual nature. I felt like he was someone I could be close to as a friend. With me, sometimes it just takes planting a seed. I thought, well why not? Even though he is not my typical type (tall, lanky, mysterious and quiet) he is everything that I like in a friend. And wouldn't a friend be the best kind of guy to explore possibilities with? I began to look at Steve G differently. I never looked at him as someone who made me weak in the knees or someone who crawled beneath the surface of my skin. But I have always felt warm towards him. I guess he is the guy I want to hug and kiss and cuddle with but not the guy that I want to have all night wild tie me up, tie him up, last all night long decadent sex. However, persistent as I am, I finally approached Steve G and he declined my advances. I was a little dejected but in hindsight, it was I am sure the best thing that happened. I still flirt with him from time to time, well; at least I think I am flirting. I have never been good at flirting so who knows what Steve G is thinking when I do make little comments. What is comes down to be that we are friends and every now and then I feel like kissing him. Back to poker and the game. Last week I bought a Starbucks Sugar Free Espresso Double Shot at the 7 11 near the home game so that I would stay awake. I never had it before and I thought it tasted great and it gave me lots of energy. I have been looking for the sugar free version since but I have not seen them anywhere. I was craving one of those drinks so during break, I went to 7 11. I asked Steve G if he wanted to come with me and he did. I was disappointed that they did not have my drink so I bought a Low Carb Arizona energy drink. It was good, gave me the pick up I needed but it was not the same. Steve G got a Red Bull and we went back to the game. Shortly after break, we lost a few players and we were down to one table. I sat next to Steve G. We were just playing the game but there were a few newer people who have recently joined into the group and started playing. It's funny, but the weak players always have to comment on every hand and sometimes they say some of the most asinine things. I am sure I was probably the same way (in fact, I know I was) but unlike many players, I will admit I have no clue. In fact, the more I play, the more I know I have a lot to learn about poker. These new players always seem to be experts and normally, I just let them talk and talk. They give away so much information; it really makes the game easier for me. So this one guy, who only had 2 moves all night, all in or folds, starts jabbering about Gus Hansen and how Gus is the luckiest poker player in the world because of the hands that he calls. Steve G and I start laughing. We are trying to tell the guy that Gus Hansen is a very talented player who does not "call" with bad hands but raises when players are weak and that Gus plays at high stakes and makes way more than any of us could ever imagine. Well, this guy could not just let it lie. He kept going on and on about Gus and how we all play poorly and I was laughing hysterically. Steve G was just telling the guy to let it go. So, a few hands later, I am short stacked and I am on the button. I look down and I have Ace 10. Blinds are getting ready to go up again so I go all in. Well, Mr. Gus Hansen is Lucky calls me. He has 10 8. This puts him almost all in. Blinds are at 5K and 10K and he has only 3K in chips after this hand. I win the hand and he starts going on and on how I am just Gus Hansen and how I am lucky and how I do not know how to play. Well, Steve G pipes up and says to him that you called her and Theresa had the better hand. The guy gets furious and says that during break that she probably gave you a blow job and that is the only reason why you are defending her move. Steve G stands up and says to the guy you better stop disrespecting Theresa, she did nothing wrong, you lost a hand that you should not have called. This guy goes ballistic and then he throws his last 3 chips towards Steve G and me claiming how this is bullshit and then storms out the door and leave. I am sure I made matters worse because I could not help but laugh. This is not the first time that a guy has been upset because I crippled him or took him out of the game. It seems like some of the men who go to the game really have issues when they play with me. I guess they think that because I am a woman, I have no clue what I am doing and that they can walk all over me. I guess they get embarrassed when they discover different. Anyway, I was extremely touched that Steve G came to my defenses. He really is a stand up guy and an awesome poker player. Steve G can read anyone. If I had money to stake any one person it would be Steve G. Playing with him has elevated my play. I watch him read people and it is amazing. He plays without fear and he makes some of the best calls and lay downs I have ever seen. He has always been very respectful of me. So a little later, this one young guy made a comment why I am always mean to him. I looked at him with a look like do you think I am stupid. I brought up the fact that I have overheard him several times campaigning with others over the past 8 or so months to gang up on me and take me out of the game. He was shocked that I knew this and very embarrassed. He mentioned that he was pissed because I had eliminated him from several tournaments prior and he wanted to get me back. I am not saying that this is why I have had trouble cashing since last November, but just the fact that I am the only one that has people vying just for them. With all of that drama who won the game? Steve G and I were the last two on the table. He took out 2 players at the same time which increased his already large stack enormously. I had a little tiny stack. I was getting great cards and went all in every hand and doubled up a couple of times.Steve G went all in with his Queen 8 and I called with my Ace 10. Steve G caught his 8 and won the game. I came in second and won $150. Steve G is a stand up guy, a good friend and an awesome poker player. Steve G is a legend in the making.

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There's been tons of great stories so I'll just keep it short and talk about my first live MTT cash.All of my buddies and I got the poker bug and started playing exceptional house games untill we started to find out about the local live tourneys all over sothern cali.Well, we all decide to go play in the Viejas 12 dollar buy in. There's like 300 people who show up. So my buddy and his family came along because they had family in from out of town.Anyway, I make the final table and am ultra short stacked and have like 1bb left. Well I'm the talk at the table I'm having the most fun I've ever had playing poker. I mean I'm laughing and making jokes and this HUGE crowd starts to form. There's like 30 people huvering behind me.Anyway, I tell the dealer James, "I need you on this one" and everyones looking at me waiting to see what I'm going to do because this is my LAST hand. I'm all in blind pretty much. Well guess what I squeeze no, not A4 (always tricks me) AA baby. The big one. SO, two other short stacks move in on me to pick up my bounty. Tripple up!Now everyone is like roaring laughing because when I picked up aces I told the table, "man......... my hand is siiiiick!" Two people still went all in. The crowd has now built up to about 45 people all standing behind me watching me make a fool out of myself talking smack to everyone.Anyway, I end up busting out in 9th and making my first MTT cash in my first MTT. It was amazing and I was sucked in ever since. Also my buddies dad absolutely loves me because of my FT antics. He's a cool guy and a great father. That's it.Good thread.

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A for Effort.D+ for humor.

See, its funny because he doesnt know the rules of poker.

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See, its funny because he doesnt know the rules of poker.

"Daddy Nick Cannons hiiiiilaaaaariiious." - Chappelle's son"**** you son." - Chappelle

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See, its funny because he doesnt know the rules of poker.

I know, since when does 5 of a kind beat a royal...pfffft.

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I know, since when does 5 of a kind beat a royal...pfffft.

Don't you listen they have to be sooooooooted.

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My best moment came when I was playing live at Motor City Casino in Detroit.I am sitting at 200max nl game, full ring, and I am building my stack pretty quickly. I'm up to about $800 after about 4 hours. The only person at the table with more money than me is this maniac eastern european guy in seat #1. He had about 1100. Well, He had been betting his flush draws really hard and catching alot. And i told the guy to my right that i know from playing with before that i was going to get all of that guys money.So I wake up on the button with KK. There is a raise of 15 3 seats before me. With 2 callers. I bump it to 60 and the maniac calls in the SB, everyone else folds.Flop comes K88 with two spades. He bets out 50. I think for a second and call. Next card is a spade. He quickly bets 250. He was always overbetting when he would hit his flush. So i think for a second....And I say, i raise all in.At first I was like "why did I raise all in, i should have just called and waited for him to bet the river. As he is thinking for about 2 min. I get up and yell "haha i knew you didnt have the flush, I told you i would catch him." I know this sounds like a cocky thing to say, but I didnt wanna lose him. He looks at me and flips over his nut flush. (At motor city, you are allowed to flip over your cards at anytime.) I act like i dont know this and i say, "oh ****, nice hand..and I start pushing my chips toward the center. And then someone says "he hasnt called yet." And i'm like, "oh, i ****ed that one up."So he is like.."alright now i call"So i proceed to flip over my full house and say "flush no good sir"And i rake a 1600 dollar pot. He was sooo pissed that he took his 300 or so and left.That was probably the greatest moment i have ever had at a casino, only b/c I totally goated this guy into a call eventhough i made a mistake in betting all in.

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My best moment came when I was playing live at Motor City Casino in Detroit.I am sitting at 200max nl game, full ring, and I am building my stack pretty quickly. I'm up to about $800 after about 4 hours. The only person at the table with more money than me is this maniac eastern european guy in seat #1. He had about 1100. Well, He had been betting his flush draws really hard and catching alot. And i told the guy to my right that i know from playing with before that i was going to get all of that guys money.So I wake up on the button with KK. There is a raise of 15 3 seats before me. With 2 callers. I bump it to 60 and the maniac calls in the SB, everyone else folds.Flop comes K88 with two spades. He bets out 50. I think for a second and call. Next card is a spade. He quickly bets 250. He was always overbetting when he would hit his flush. So i think for a second....And I say, i raise all in.At first I was like "why did I raise all in, i should have just called and waited for him to bet the river. As he is thinking for about 2 min. I get up and yell "haha i knew you didnt have the flush, I told you i would catch him." I know this sounds like a cocky thing to say, but I didnt wanna lose him. He looks at me and flips over his nut flush. (At motor city, you are allowed to flip over your cards at anytime.) I act like i dont know this and i say, "oh ****, nice hand..and I start pushing my chips toward the center. And then someone says "he hasnt called yet." And i'm like, "oh, i ****ed that one up."So he is like.."alright now i call"So i proceed to flip over my full house and say "flush no good sir"And i rake a 1600 dollar pot. He was sooo pissed that he took his 300 or so and left.That was probably the greatest moment i have ever had at a casino, only b/c I totally goated this guy into a call eventhough i made a mistake in betting all in.

I had a similar experience at Sycuan Casino. There's was a this big marine in seat 7 I was in seat 3. We had been playing for about 5 hours with eachother and he would always make small talk with the table. He was actually a nice guy but just thought he was the best of the best.He would reraise players and show A high. He didn't really show great hands at showdown. Hand like AJ and KQ. Best hand I saw him get paid off with with a flush.I had been playing for about 9 hours and was up to about $260 from a buy in of $100. Then the hand that made my night.I'm in the cutoff with QQ's. It gets to the marine who raises to $13, this is a weird bet from him. He's always opening for at least $15 bucks preflop. So I just smooth call him.Flop comes rags 8 high. He bets $23 bucks. I just call thinking he's going to bet all his money into me already with 1010's. Well the turn is my baby. My lady in black. The Qs. I check to him. Of course with a little Jedi willing and ESP I get him to move all in on me. I take one more look at the board. Look at him and say call baby. I had almost exactly $255 and he had $250. One of my few big pots for 1/2 NL at Sycuan.I just played with him for so long and to finally get liberated with a set was amazing.I love poker...still.