Up and Down all Around
The hand of the night was excellent. I finally started doing what your supposed to do aggression wise. I am dealt a A2c. Nice. I limp in. It is raised after me. Several people in so I call. The flop is a very pretty x49c. I am now four to my flush. Nice! Two guys before me to act. The first guy bets, I raise, he raises me again which scares everyone else out. I call. The turn is a K of clubs! Zang! I have the nuts baby! I bet, he raises, we end up capping it. How sweet it is!
The Red Sox looked so promising this year. I was really excited about them. I thought they would do well in the playoffs especially how they readily handled the Angels. Alas it was not to be. Once again the home team breaks my heart. I will not even watch the final game. I do not care if they win the next three. I am out. I am dejected. Depressed. Angry. I will hate the Red Sox.. at least until next year.
The river is a K of diamonds. The lead bets. I raise. He raises me. He has to see the flush? Right? He did not just make a boat did he? Pocket 4’s. Runner-Runner Kings to beat the nut flush. What a maroon. I am dejected. A really nice 60-dollar pot slides over his way. I am Angry. I am pissed. What is the point of aggression? I will never play a hand hard again.. at least until the next session.