Last night was an amazing session for me. Fairly accurate reads and even better hand selection.
I left the table for a couple hours and came back to see a new player. She was in her 60s with about $600 in chips.
Was not sure if she bought the chips or earned them, but I gave her the benefit of doubt and assumed she earned them.
On my first hand back to the table, I have J-J in early position and make it $50 to go.
My friend Barry was first to act. He likes to see alot of flops and calls.
The woman I mentioned above follows Barry’s lead and also calls.
The flop comes Kc-9s-6s.
I am first to act and bet $100 to see where I am at in the hand, hoping to represent either A-K or K-K.
My friend missed the flop and folds.
The lady, however, calls me.
She seemed bothered by the king, so I put her on a flush draw.
The turn is 3d.
I bet another $100.
She ponders a call.
“You are on a flush draw, huh?”, I ask.
“No, I have something better than a flush draw,” she replies.
She is trying to sell me a king, but my gut says flush draw.
The river is a 2h.
I check the river hoping for a check raise play, but my opponent checks.
She shows 10s-7s.
Ten high.
Baffled, I show the jacks.
“I thought you had something better than a flush draw?” I ask.
“I did. I had a gutshot straight flush draw,” she says.
She paid $250 to chase the 8 of spades on a 50-to-one longshot gutshot?
Nearly half her stack is now gone on my first hand back to the table.
Two hands later, another $250 made its way into my growing tower of checks.
This time, things just worked out.






