I haven't told a stream of consciousness rant/story in a while so here we go. The last time I played at The World Famous I was in a game that was just beautiful. This guy played 15 hands straight mostly raising and then just snap quit mid-orbit. That's fine, I had these other beauties to play with. Here are the hands where I did the exact same crazy thing and felt like a complete champion.
I open the CO with the ace and the queen and the small blind three bets. He gets me heads up (or should I say I get him headsup? It's not clear) and we go to the flop. To be clear he is a bad NL player trying to adjust and is quite snug here.
And he checks. That's right, AJJ and he checks. So I bet. And he calls. Now wait for it.
He checks and I snap check behind him. That's right.
He angrily half-smoke bets and I almost don't even go through with the raise plan because I mean what am I hoping to beat here AceTen but whatever I raise and he hems and haws and eventually calls and...we chop. Lol. About 4 hands later.
The small blind, a not super awesome Asian woman, knocks her chicken wings and coors light (that's right) on the floor. I proceed to open the King and the Jack and it folds to her and she...three bets me. I say to the dealer "she three bet me with her food on the floor" and he nods sheepishly and I say "OK, I guess there's no stopping now" and call.
And she checks. That's right, she checks. So I bet and as she's calling I say to Sam "I'm gonna do the same thing buddy" and he looks at me like "wut" and I just smile.
The turn is a small card that doesn't make a flush and she checks and I turbo check back.
Aiyah! She checks again. I bet, she calls and cannot believe her misfortune with the ace and the king. This is how these people play; this is why I don't think I should play 60 or 1/2 anymore.