I arrived home yesterday... the day before, I lost a big Pot playing 30-60 at Bellagio when my turned set of nines lost to a rivered set of aces... what sucked about it was not losing the pot, but that the way it came down, it was one of the ways I was likely to lose the most possible money... maybe if I flopped the set. perhaps I would have lost more, but I don't think so, not against that particular player... anyway, it was a 900 pot that went the wrong way, and meant I had a losing session instead of a winning one that night.
The day of my flight, i played at the Rio, and they only had a 4-8 game going, but with a kill. I figured, what the hell, I'm leaving in 40 minutes anyway... I only won three pots, but I won both kill pots (which means we were playing 8-16 instead)... on the first (non-kill) pot I won, I had posted and the under the gun player raised. I called in late position with j2suicted. The bb also called. the flop was J33. i check raised any everybody called. I bet the turn and they both called... The river came an ace... the bb checked, the raiser bet and clearly looked confident... I called anyway, and the bb folded. The utg guy showed 78 of clubs and I won the pot. the BB said he folded pocket kings... I was sort of amazed at how I needed things to go to win that pot... an ace had to come, the original raiser had to bet, and I had to call even though iw as pretty sure I was beat, even with the guy behind me still to act. He said he folded because I called. it's rare to have the worst hand bet, the 2nd best hand call and the best hand fold... but it happened! if he had taken control of the pot pre-flop or even on the flop, he certainly would have won... but we were playing 4-8, so I guess that's not really fair of me to say. i won 155 in about 40 min, and had to jump on my plane.... and now I am back form five weeks fo poker mayhem.
Not sure what's next poker wise... thinking about playing some home games in the city...
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