The believers have begun to multiply. Cardgrrl has become something of an apostle. You can see a photo she sent to the Grump where she was on the receiving end and lost to the mighty 4-2 if you click here.
When I played in the freeroll Thursday, I was dealt ♥2 ♣4 in the big blind. There were two limpers to me, and I checked! What was I thinking?
The flop was: ♠K ♠3 ♥9 and I again checked -- simply disgraceful. The turn was the ♥4, and again I surely had the nuts, but checked. Oh the shame of it. The river came and this was the board: ♠K ♠3 ♥9 ♥4 ♦3. This was my last chance to bet and I checked.
They say that the first step to recovery is to admit your weakness and escape from the "depths of denial." I'm not sure what the next 11 steps are, but I feel stronger now for admitting this publicly.
Naturally, I had a winner, but only a small pot. I could have taken them to value-town four different times and failed. I'm humiliated and I must repent. Here's a snapshot of my ignomy:
Is there a pun in there someswhere?
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ReplyDeleteI'm sure there is, but I haven't figured it out yet.
ReplyDeleteI am not an apostle of the Mighty Deuce-Four. I am a proponent of Humanity's Best Friend: K9.
ReplyDeleteAh, sorry Cardgrrl. I'll be on the lookout for the famous K-9.
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