Wednesday, April 08, 2009

What's My Deal?

We've got this little occasional poker game that's more cards than gambling, as host Big Table likes to put it. Max bet is a quarter, so usually you get a good night's entertainment out of $5. Very friendly. We can't play much Texas Hold 'Em as you can't go all in. You can barely bluff people out, when the pot odds generally mean it's best to hang in on a hand. To make up for that we play many silly games, Baseball, with its two wild cards and chance to purchase extra cards, Crossroads, with all those cards in play, 7-Card No Peek, as it keeps drama up. We always close with Liar's Poker, a whopping $6-take-all pot to the best liar.

My luck, it comes and goes.

Last Friday it came more than a movie star in the San Fernando Valley. (Boy, that was an ugly metaphor.) I drew a 7 card straight in No Peek, going above and beyond in winning that hand. I split every high-low pot, it seemed. Playing Utah, one fellow player practically had the pot in his hands with a straight flush, till I broke out my five deuces.

Then I won Liar's, too, not even losing one of my stacks in the process. An unsullied lucky liar I was.

But as the night progressed I found the perfect way not to be a bad winner. First, always ante for the table when you're on a run. Second, convince yourself everyone there, friends all (it's that sort of game), knows you've got something horribly wrong with you and they're letting you win to be nice. As in last nice. Poor guy, give him one last poker thrill. That they'd need to be Ricky Jay with the dealing skills doesn't matter; I'm still sort of convinced it was all a plot. But luck's like that, and I'd rather assume I have it in friends than in spades.

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Blogger Queen Whackamole said...

It was a pleasure watching you win, Ante George. If you were on your way out, I'd have beat you without remorse. Chips for the living, I say!

But you got lucky more often then a...jeez, I was going to say "(insert ugly metaphor)" then realized that THAT sounded like an ugly metaphor...ew...

3:59 PM  
Blogger Rickey Henderson said...

Congrats on the win! Rickey is simply terrible at cards, possibly because he enjoys the boozing element of these things more than the game itself. Was "Crazy Game of Poker" by OAR playing the background during the event?

6:05 AM  
Blogger Smitty said...

I'm with Rickey. I suck at cards, mostly because I don't care and partially because I am a horrible liar with so much Catholic Guilt(tm) that I feel bad about bluffs. In fact, so bad at poker am I that when I win, I bluff on accident, thinking I'm playing the right way. And it pisses off the experienced guys to no end because I keep fucking up their card counts and odds guesstimations. I only rarely get invited to neighborhood poker nights.

However, I am good at euchre. You West-Coasters know what that is?

8:01 AM  
Blogger George said...

Our games are far from serious, so you'd both fit in, Rickey and Smitty.


Don't know what euchre is, but as another recovering Catholic, it sounds too religious for my current taste.

9:58 AM  
Blogger Smitty said...

Euchre is a Michigan-Wisconsin-Illinois card game. 4 people, 2 teams, vaguely sorta kinda like the game of Spades.

Tons of fun, actually, and very fast-moving.

11:54 AM  

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