Boviosity!

We played at a new place Saturday (Tasha's birthday!) while our preferred place is still under relocation/remodelling.

Lesson:

If you're in a hand, stay with it until you're beat. I held a K-middle card and flopped to a pair of Kings, with nothing but low cards surrounding the King on the table. But the guy on my right kept raising and I finally bailed out before the river. Behold: he held pocket Queens and won with that pair. Now, hindsight is 20/20 etc. etc. but I have a feeling that hands where I bet somewhat heavily and lose my nerve before the showdown is why I'm getting so much practice in short-stack play.

Fact is, instead of paying attention to the cards I was counting the butcher's bill. I think this is an example where a better understanding of pot odds would have served me well. Guess I need to practice that.

Speaking of short-stack play, my final hand was a good example, I think, of doing the right thing and losing anyway. From behind the short stack (and considerably shorter than anyone else at the table,) I held a Q-middle card. I flopped to a pair of Queens, and immediately went all in.

The guy who followed me in had a huge stack and a 5-K in the pocket...he had flopped to a pair of 5's.

Now, I admit that the look of dread when he saw my Queen was immensely gratifying to me.

And the King that appeared on the River was immensely gratifying to him. Aaaaah, if only if only.

Best hand of the night was another short-stack play. Got dealt an AK off-suit and stuck around through the flop, then saw a huge scare card (I think it was a good straight draw) on the turn which nobody bet on, and went all-in. Two guys followed me and I immediately blurted out, "I lose." But they didn't have anything either - I won with an Ace high! Woo-hoo! Takin' chips!