A little $100-$200 Mixed game on Table 2 ended up being a typical example of how things go awry in a poker game. Odd as it may seem, it’s not the person that lost the hand that throws a wrench in the works. The game was six handed and the game was Deuce to 7. The 1s and the 4s were heads-up. The 1s drew one card and asked if that was the last draw (before he looked at his hand). He was all-in.

I said, “No! One draw left.”

The 1s looked at his hand and declared, “I’m good.”

The 4s looked at his hand for about 30 seconds and then motioned with his free hand. I assumed it was a pat hand from the hand motion. The 1s felt the same way because he laid his hand down, face up, and declared that he had a seven. I burned the 3rd burn card and dropped the deck. We always burn a card, even if everyone is pat and there is no draw…it’s procedure.

The pot was pushed, the deck pulled together to shuffle for the next hand and Lenny woke up or drifted back from the trip he was on. Lenny made the statement that there was a draw left and the 4s should have been allowed to draw. His story was that I dropped the deck before I gave the 4s a chance to draw. Bullshit!

I said, “The first player said he was good. The other player opened his hand,” (wrong statement to make to Lenny here, but in essence the player did open his free hand as if to motion that he was pat too).

Lenny went into the attack mode at me, “Did he open his hand? If he did why didn’t we see it?”

I rephrased my statement but to no avail. The 4s stammered around, making a slight noise that he would have drawn if he’d known there was another draw left.

The 1s went ballistic and asked Lenny, “Why are you being a dick?”

Lenny got on the 1s’s case because the 1s was raising his voice. The 1s raised his voice some more while the conversation boiled around. It finally settled down. I had no win so I quit trying to explain.

The 4s told me, a few hands later, that he didn’t have any problem with any of it and he would never give me any problem because he felt dealers got too much heat from people as it was.

To point out something I’ve said as least 400 times, in posts and in games, if I make a mistake, please let me know before the pot is pushed and the deck is dead…nuff said there. Hard for me to reconstruct anything when it’s all over and finished. And did Lenny know what he was talking about? NO! He was someplace else and arrived back on Table 2 when it was all over…he was the only one complaining and he wasn’t even in the hand.

Before all the hub-bub started, Sam G. waltzed into the high limit section and headed straight for Table 2. The boys in the game were making noises that he’s trying to sell his house…sounds bad for Sam.

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Of course I got to deal to Sam an hour later. He was playing $15-$30 Holdem, in the 1s. He had his head in one hand during most of my down…meaning he couldn’t figure out why he didn’t have all of their chips.

It was interesting to say the least. There were only two other faces at the table that were familiar. Jim B. and Joe. Jim B. reads here and every now and then while dealing to him, he brings up something I’ve written about and he’s very familiar with the Sam G. posts. Jim was in the 7s.

Scott was sweating Sam most of the time…the obvious would mean that Scott put Sam in the game. Scott’s pretty cool…nice attitude, never harsh or judgmental and easy to deal to.

Sam took 10-3 off, in the Blind, and made a monster by filling up on the River with…you guessed it…a three for something like treys full of sevens.

Scott walked over behind Sam and Sam said, “I wish we were up there,” nodding to the $10-$20 Blind NLH game. After Scott walked off, Sam yelled at Jimmy T., “Jimmy, did you put me on the list?” Jimmy was in the 7s of the NLH game. Sam never misses a chance to hustle up a backer.

Jeff and Jason, $15-$30 players, were milling around and talking with Scott by the rail (watching the game) when Sam got involved in a hand.

The 2s was young, European, had missed his blinds and returned when Sam was the Button. The 2s Bought the Button. The 8s raised, Sam called $30 with Q-9 Offsuit. The 2s raised making it $45 to go. It was multi-way action until the Flop. Everyone called the 2s’s raise.

The Flop was J-9-undercard. The 2s bet, got one caller and Sam. The Turn was a 9. The 2s bet, the original raiser folded, and Sam raised. The 2s called. Even though the 2s was nervous as a whore in church, he still bet the River (small card). Sam raised. The 2s called. Sam showed Q-9 off and the 2s turned over J-J.
Sam ran to the rail to talk the ‘boys’ that were watching.

I looked down the table in the direction of Jim B. and couldn’t help but laugh. Not because Sam lost the hand but I couldn’t figure Sam even playing that hand in a 10 handed game, let alone calling a raise with it…but he’s the pro…I’m just a dealer. And I would have never called the 2s…I knew he had Jacks Full…hell yes! Just by the way he acted, he had a big duke.

Jason gave me the ‘look’ at end of the hand and we exchanged ‘the smile’. We both knew Sam made a bad play and then came over to explain to Scott.

Sam recouped a few minutes later, the board was K-8-little, an 8 on the Turn, he bet and won the pot. He went through all the noise, about how he felt better now, as he showed them Queen high nothing. As he stacked the chips, he said, “I’d tip you, Honey, but I had to do all the work.”

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