Full house versus full house.
I woke up thinking about this hand. If that’s going to be my first thought when I wake up, I should write about it. First, the hand. Live no limit .05/.10 and the cash flows easily. I limp with pocket 7’s with a few other players. Flop comes 8-8-7 to give me my full house. I bet a decent amount, in the $2 range I think, and one person calls, the guy with the 8. Turn is a Jack, I bet about $3.50, he calls. River card is a 9. I remember specifically betting $3.50 here, because his raise to $8 meant I owed $4.50. I called and his hole cards were 8-9, so he couldn’t fold his set and the river saved his ass. Now, with all that being said…
I think I played the hand well. It was a weird night like that, dominated hands lost regularly it seemed like. What pisses me off is he actually mentioned he had a gut shot, like I believe he didn’t think his three 8’s were good enough. He thought his three 8’s were boss, and he got lucky and I got real unlucky. It was the perfect storm. I’m happy with the way I played the hand, I’d play it about the same way a hundred times, but I don’t want to think about how many times I might lose. Those are the ones you wake up thinking about.
