These people kill me

This morning, I was catching up on some blog reading, and drinking a cup of coffee. On Sunday, online poker is de rigueur, so let's multitask. (I get one fancy word per blog piece. If I ever use lagniappe, however, just shoot me.)

I opened Ultimate Bet and entered a $5 MTT, (I'm known as a big spender.) and very early, this hand played out:


A guy on my right made a big raise, and I had presto on the button. Normally, if the raise is less than 7% of my stack, I call, and mine for the set to try and stack him (especially when in position). It was early in the tournament, however, and I was feeling mellow, so I folded. Nittiness is embedded in my DNA.

One of the blinds moved all in -- another reason not to get involved, there might be a re-raise.

The all-in guy had ♦2 ♣2 and flopped a set. The other guy had ♠K ♠10. He turned a flush. Stuff like this happens all the time in low buy-in tournaments. It makes sense in a way -- who cares much about $5? If you bust out, there's another tournament right around the corner. I don't necessarily agree, but just sayin'.

Now the fun started:

2-2 guy: No justice. All in with K-10, stupid.

(These are usually college kids with pimples out in Nebraska or somewhere, so I normally don't get involved. This time, I couldn't resist.)

MOJO: 2-2 isn't exactly prime real estate.

2-2: new he was a donk

2-2: flopped a set, justice would have been served, but I have no mojo

(Hey, watch it, guy -- mojo is my territory.)

2-2: Dumbest are always the luckiest

K-10 guy: so you must be VERY lucky, lol