6 Comments Published by katitude on Tuesday, September 18, 2007 at 5:24 PM.
There's something that's been preying on my mind since my last foray into live poker last Thursday.
When I moved tables to get away from the most annoying human ever, I found myself at a full 1/2 table. Seat 1 was a young asian guy. The rest of the table was old guys; I'd estimate the average to be around mid-60's. Two were asian, and didn't look like they spoke much English, the rest were caucasian. Two of the players had over $400 in front of them, the rest were around the $100 mark. Not a lot of chit chat, most didn't look up when I sat down as they were fixed on the hand in progress. First impressions were this was a table of guys who knew what they were doing.
Now imagine that it's you sitting at this table. You're the new player at a table of leather-asses. You don't know how they play, but you're making assumptions based on these observations; and they are making assumptions about you. You're one away from the button, and are dealt your first hand at that table, and it's a monster - AA! All players before you but one call, including blinds there's $13 in the pot.
How do you play this?
Now take it an extra level; picture yourself as the only woman at the table. With the exception of one man, all are from a different generation, from a time where a woman engaging in a predominantly male pursuit may not have been taken too seriously. They will make more assumptions, different ones.
Do you play it now? Any differently?
Me? How did I play it?
When it came around to me, I raised to $15. Button folded, so did SB. However BB called, and so did three of the 5 limpers. Jeebus! Flop was 3h Kh Ks; BB bet 40, next guy folded, next one (lets call him Bert, he looked like a Bert, he was one of the big stacks) raised to 80, next guy folds, then me. I was sorely tempted, but figured that Bert was good (I put him on a set of Kings actually), so I bailed. BB re-raised all in, Bert calls him. BB has a flush draw, Bert has pocket threes for a flopped boat. No, BB did not make his flush (like it would have mattered) but an Ace did pop up on the river that would have given me a higher boat.
I feel like I played it g00t, but I have a nagging suspicion, that maybe I should have bet more pre-flop and tried to buy the pot then. But would they have taken me seriously? Would Bert have folded his 33?
See, THIS is why I love poker - so many unknowns, so many blanks that you just can't really fill in. Keeps me thinking.
That way I don't have to think about THE FUCKING SERVER THAT CRASHED AND CAUSED THREE DAYS OF LOST TIME, THANKS TO PEOPLE PLUGGING SHIT IN WHERE IT SHOULDN'T BE PLUGGED IN!!!!
Caps intended. It's only Tuesday and it has not been a good week.