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You have T8s in the Big Blind (15/30, Saturday morning UK time). Nutter in MP1 (64%/23%, winning, of course) raises. Called by button (reasonable but looseish 26%-30% range pre-flop, 8% raises), Small blind and you.
Flop is 567 one of your suit. Small blind bets, which you suspect is a draw of some sort. You call. Nutter calls, Button calls.
Turn is a King (not your suit. Small blind bets, you call, nutter calls, button calls.
River is a beautiful nine, giving you the nuts. Small blind bets. Do you (a) raise or (b) call?
Later That Night
I've just had one of those utterly infuriating sessions (well, actually, I am still in it) where I went up early on, then fell back to $100 down (this is $5-$10, my nerves are wrecked) and have got back to nearly even at least four times, before being crushed back down in big pots when heavy favourite on the flop each time. The net result is that you just get more and more determined to win this session. I've been in this situation before, once for 16 hours (still my record online, thank god), through tiredness and sheer bloody-mindedness. I'm only up to 228 hands at the moment, and my excuse is that there is one loose player at the table who really must go broke eventually. As soon as he leaves, I'll pack it in. Honest, I will. Really.
Flop is 567 one of your suit. Small blind bets, which you suspect is a draw of some sort. You call. Nutter calls, Button calls.
Turn is a King (not your suit. Small blind bets, you call, nutter calls, button calls.
River is a beautiful nine, giving you the nuts. Small blind bets. Do you (a) raise or (b) call?
Later That Night
I've just had one of those utterly infuriating sessions (well, actually, I am still in it) where I went up early on, then fell back to $100 down (this is $5-$10, my nerves are wrecked) and have got back to nearly even at least four times, before being crushed back down in big pots when heavy favourite on the flop each time. The net result is that you just get more and more determined to win this session. I've been in this situation before, once for 16 hours (still my record online, thank god), through tiredness and sheer bloody-mindedness. I'm only up to 228 hands at the moment, and my excuse is that there is one loose player at the table who really must go broke eventually. As soon as he leaves, I'll pack it in. Honest, I will. Really.
