Today's Hand is a Classic Hand from days gone by. This Hand is the worst example of Donkey Luck I have ever encountered. And considering how many home games I have attended with new players, that is a bold statement.
My first trip out to Las Vegas was back in October 2006. Even though I was staying on the Strip, I did go to Downtown for a day. Naturally, my first stop was at Binion's, and I played in the 10am tournament. Since it was mid-week, there were only 15 players. My first table was filled with tourists and old grinder nits. I was by far the best player, and I had no resisitance in accumlating chips.
When we combined for the Final Table, there was only one stack larger than mine who had played at the other table. At the Final Table, he ended up in Seat 10, and I was in Seat 7. Since he had position on me, I just waited patiently to see if he was a good player, or just some maniac who was playing every hand and hitting. As it turns out, it was the latter.
As the Final Table progressed, he just kept hitting hands, and knocking out players. I was card dead, and starting to get short stacked. Finally, in the 300/600 level. it folded to me in the Cutoff. I only had about 4000 chips, so I shoved All-In without looking. It was one of the few aggressive actions that I had done up to this point. It folded around to the BB, our favorite maniac. He looked at his cards, counted out the chips, casually pushed them forward, and turned his hand over. 7 3 offsuit. (W T F ?) Now he did have a lot of chips, but this was only a daily casino tournament with just 15 players, and 4k was still a healthy chunk. If he called blind, then I could understand. But he did look down at 7 3 offsuit.
And that's not even the best part. Remember, I pushed in blind. So I turn my hand over. 6 2 offsuit. HE'S ACTUALLY AHEAD!!
Ok, we are probably racing towards a chop. There are many Boards that our hands won't even play. But, as you probably already guessed, he Floped a 3, and I missed the Turn and River. I was eliminated in 6th place.
Needless to say, I was pissed. I stormed away from the table, and actually went out to Freemont Street to vent. It took about a half hour to finally calm down, and go play some Cash at Binion's.
Later that day, I found out that he finished in 2nd place from the guy who won the tournament. At least there was a little justice in the world.
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