Poker is such a mind fuck. You try and manipulate skill and luck together into something that resembles consistency and success yet we all fall to the constant bad beats and misplayed hands. It is a metaphor for life, are we aggressive? Deceptive? Strategic? Obvious? and we can be up and down at any point and either it can be devastating or no big deal. I try and be very Zen about poker. What will be will be, when i make mistakes, I try and learn from it and never let it get me too riled up or down. This does not always work.
Regardless, we love it.
Here is a good story though.
My buddy who plays at my club is an 30 year old high school teacher. Asian kid. A little wild, but generally solid. Despite his tats and funky style, he is also seems to be just a good all around guy. One of those guys you like playing with.
So I saw him the other night at the club. He comes up and tells me about the bad beat jackpot at the other place we play. He was playing 2-5 and limps in with 4-5d. Basic betting goes on and at the end of the hand, he is looking at at a straight flush. The other guy in the hand bets into him and he comes over the top all-in. At this point there is 3K in the pot. Of course he calls and the other guy shows the top end of the straight flush to beat his low end.
In the end, he lost $1500 on the hand BUT made over $14,000 on the bad beat jackpot. The winner of the hand got an extra $6k and everyone at the table got close to $2k. Now that is the best way to lost a made hand that I have ever heard and it could not have happened to a better guy (except me of course :-).
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