I played it right, won a pot, and got a speech.
Like I need poker lessons from a short-stack that played it wrong and lost the hand.
I limp in on the button with J-10 diamonds.
The small blind raises to $10.
Everyone folds.
I call.
The flop comes Qd-9d-7s.
I have an open-ended straight draw and a flush draw.
There are 9 diamonds, 3 eights, and not knowing for sure if my opponent has pocket Kings or not, 3 kings for a total of 15 outs.
Without the Kings, I have 12 outs making this pretty much a coin-flip.
My opponent bets $20.
I call.
The turn is a 9. I made my straight.
My opponent goes all-in and I insta-call.
Next comes the speech on how bad I played and why am I even in the pot.
Young guns.
I listen to the three minute rant.
Then I launch into quoting Doyle Brunson: “I read Super System last night. Doyle says that if you have pocket Aces or pocket Queens and a potential straight comes on the flop, the right play is to fold your hand.” (I am para-phrasing of course, but that is the gist.)
The kid gets up from the table and walks up to my seat.
So, I continue my speech: “Listen, it was cheap to play on the button. Jack ten is the best hand to have for a straight. The flop gave me enough outs for us to be a coin-flip. You made it cheap for me on the flop to call. And I had position.”
Then comes the puppy dog eyes as if I gave him what he thinks is his first bad beat.
“The right play for you was to either move all-in on the flop and take your chances with me calling a coin-flip, or fold. Do you think you are a good enough player to fold pocket Kings?”
“Who folds pocket Kings?” he replies.
I have folded Kings more than I have shown them down.
And I am the donkey?






