Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
Lamentations 1:20 (King James Version)
I limped from early position with the Mighty Deuce-Four. Behind me was a large raise, then a large reraise. When the action came back to me, I had a momentary crisis of faith, and lo, I did fold the most powerful hand in poker.
The gods of poker immediately chastised me for my unfaithfulness:
(This screen shot was taken at a potentially deceptive moment. The Bodog "spotlight" is hovering on the losing hand at this instant because it's still indicating where the last action was. A fraction of a second later, it swung over to the aces to indicate the winning hand.)
Worse than that, on the very next hand I was delivered pocket kings, got an apparently perfect uncoordinated flop of undercards, but lost all my chips to a flopped set of sixes.
The punishment for my infidelity was swift and severe. Learn from the error of my ways, people!
Please do not expect any more posts today. I will be spending the day sitting in the corner in sackcloth and ashes, flagellating myself with barbed wire. I hope that a few hours of that will complete an adequate penance for my sin.
Truly I am not worthy.
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4 comments:
In your Blogger stats... that guy spending all his time on your blog today? Yup, that was me. I found it because of the conversation you and Daniel were having about the EPL over on Twitter.
Great post. After reading this (and seeing some of your Bodog screens), I may find a new level of respect for four-deuce. Even if I can't muster up the courage to bet them heavily the next time I see them, I'll definitely return here to keep up with your posts.
Ask for forgiveness and the poker god forgives. Go thee and sin no more.
You are learning, Grasshopper ...
Hate it when that happens! lol (I miss online poker :(
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