by Degenerate with Pokerism
Have you ever been so sure you were going to win a pot that, when you
didn't, it actually felt like getting hitting it the face minus the
pain?
I was in a hand recently in last position with AQ. The flop comes Q,
J, blank. I bet a rather large amount and got two callers. The turn
is an Ace. Now I am weary of the K10 straight since there was no flush
draw and I had two callers. They both check to me and I check like the
Ace scared me (which it did but I was sure they would just assume I
didn't have an Ace). The river is a blank and I get two more checks.
As I put the large bet into the pot I tell the guy next to me there's
no way they checked the K10 twice. He raises me all in which isn't even
half the size of my bet so I call. He flips over the K10.
If it would've been trips I don't think it would've hit me as hard.
I look at the guy next to me in disbelief. I got up from table a walked
a few feet away. I was woozy. I came back to the table and sat down.
I then proceeded to knock my drink over on the table. I couldn't control
my motor functions. I picked some ice up of the floor and then put it
in the empty drink holder. Then I knock a chip stack on the floor. Then
I put my chips in the wet drink holder. It was like a dream I have had
where you get in a fight but you can't make yourself punch hard enough.
The whole time this is happening I'm saying things like "holy sh*t",
"I can't get right", and "I'm falling apart here".
By the time the floor manager came with a towel I was able to calm
down and sit still. I got my head back in the game after about 2 or
3 hands. I was so physically disturbed that going on tilt was no even
an option. I went straight past tilt into surreal.
