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09-14-2005, 12:56 PM
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This week's topic: Riding the Rush
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Entry #1
I rode the rush too far. I can see by the expression on your face you are wondering how. Well, one day I was sitting in my local poker room, and went on a $600 run in 4 hands at $2-$5 No’ Limit table. Then I decided to try to play conservatively, but the cards kept coming was getting premium hands hand after hand. Then it happened I started to loosen my game because I couldn’t miss a flop. By this time I am up $900. I sent a player packing and a new player took his spot bought in for $1000.
The cards were dealt. I looked at my first one: Ad. I looked at my second: As. Being on the button, I got to see how the table liked their hands. The new player pushed all-in under the gun. I was jumping for joy inside. I told myself I was going to leave after this hand. Of course, I call. He turns over Kc and 8c. I was so happy. The flop came 3c, 3d and 5s. I am in great shape.
As he pulls out his wallet getting ready to re-buy the turn came 9c. I am getting worried now. Although, I know runner-runner is unlikely, I start to sweat. The river comes an ace, but the only ace I didn’t want to see: Ac. I guess I rode the rush too long but held true to myself by leaving after getting busted by runner-runner.
~pokerviper3
Entry #2
I don’t think that I have ever been on a true rush but I have seen other people go on unbelievable rushes. I’m sure the rest of you have too. Players can winning hand after hand; so much so that you might think he/she was bluffing but when someone calls them they turn up the winning hand time after time. The following story is about a man that went on more than a poker rush, he went on a rush of fear and intimidation.
THE PROFESSOR
A true story: written by Stanley Jett
The Professor, with hands shaking, capped it at forty eight dollars on the turn, from the button. Ed, a regular player from the big blind, who was first to bet, folded. I was next and had re-raised Ed’s lead out bet with pocket queens, with a flop of Ad, Kd, Qh. The turn card was Ah. I am no regular but I do go quite often to this casino - and I knew how the Professor played. The last player to act was not a regular. He had just three bet my re-raise of Ed. He asked The Professor, “Are you nervous?” and called the capped bet. The Professor said, “No, I’m not nervous”. The river was turned and it was the 2c. The tourist bet twelve. The Professor reached for chips with his shaky hand. The tourist said, “I thought you said you weren’t nervous. Why, then, are your hands shaking?” The Professor said, “I’m not nervous, I’ve got palsy”. The type of palsy he had, I don’t know, but it caused his hands to shake uncontrollably. He re-raised to twenty four. The tourist’s face reddened. The other regulars and myself already knew what the Professor had. The tourist said, “Sorry about that, I didn’t know, but I still think you were going for a flush and missed.I re-raise”. The Professor caps it again and the tourist calls. The Professor turns over Big Slick. Full house, aces full of kings. The tourist sheepishly shows his pocket Kings. Full house, kings full of ace’s.
The Professor is a rock. He plays nothing but the best hands and he is a real professor of some kind of higher mathematics at Mississippi State University. He’s in his late sixties. He’s a tight passive player. He usually doesn’t win much playing this way but he says he doesn’t like to gamble. Player’s that play the tight-passive style don’t win much but they usually always win.
The Professor was telling us about a situation he got into once after he had won big. While he was on a rush that lasted several hours, he had won eight or nine thousand dollars and when he cashed in his chips he took the money and wrapped a rubber band around it and stuck it in his front pocket. As he did this he notice three rail birds looking his way. (Rail birds are people standing around watching the poker games going on in the poker room.) These guys didn’t look too good to the Professor, and he wanted to get out of the casino and get home as soon as quickly as he could.
As The Professor went out the door to the parking deck and was about to get in his car, he looked back at the casino door and sure enough the three men were coming out looking his way. ‘Uh oh’, The Professor thought, ‘They’re going to rob me. Or, maybe they are parked here in this parking deck and my nerves are just getting the best of me.’
The Professor opened his car door, jumped in and started the car. He backed out of the parking space and as he did, he saw the three men run to a car not to far from where he was parked.
‘Ahhh’, he thought, ‘They were parked near by, but why were they running to their car?’
It was just a little past midnight as the Professor pulled out of the parking deck onto Highway 61, which ran between the Silver Star Casino and the Golden Moon Casino. Highway 61 ran east toward Philadelphia, Mississippi from which direction most people came to the casinos. The Professor turned west in the direction where he lived. There was not much in the way of business in this direction. It was a two way road with mostly farms and forest.
As he pulled out onto the highway, he looked in his rearview mirror and a set of headlights came out of the parking deck and turned onto the highway behind him.
‘Uh oh’, he thought, ‘It’s them.’
“I should have turned around right then and drove back to the casino”, the professor told us. I just kept thinking that maybe they lived in this direction too. There was hardly any traffic on the road at this time of night, just an occasional car coming pass him once in a while. The car behind the Professor closed up tight on his bumper. The Professor said he was starting to get really nervous at this point and he started looking for any place with people where he could pull of the road.
Up ahead he saw lights. A service station. The Professor pulled into the service station and stopped beside the pumps. The car behind him pulled in too, but pulled over in front of the Professor’s car. The Professor looked around. There was no one there. The service station was closed.
The Professor stopped the story here and ordered a coffee from the waitress. Everyone at the table was sitting there saying, “What happened Professor? What happened?” “Did they rob you?” “Was it the same guys that followed you out the casino?”
“Well, yes it was the same three guys and they were going to rob me. As they got out of their car and started walking back toward my car I reached over and got my gun and rolled down my window and pointed it at them. One of them shouted, ‘He’s got a gun! They all jumped back into their car and drove off.
“Dang, Professor! Were you scared?” I asked him.
“Scared?” he said. “ I was so scared and with this palsy, I think I could have shot all three with one bullet”.
The End.
~Chip
Remember that the entry with the most votes will score it's composer an HP tournament ticket :)
Keep your eyes on the Extra and on the forums for next week's topic and be sure to submit your entries to hollay@hollywoodpoker.com.
This week's topic: Riding the Rush
Read this week's finalists:
Entry #1
I rode the rush too far. I can see by the expression on your face you are wondering how. Well, one day I was sitting in my local poker room, and went on a $600 run in 4 hands at $2-$5 No’ Limit table. Then I decided to try to play conservatively, but the cards kept coming was getting premium hands hand after hand. Then it happened I started to loosen my game because I couldn’t miss a flop. By this time I am up $900. I sent a player packing and a new player took his spot bought in for $1000.
The cards were dealt. I looked at my first one: Ad. I looked at my second: As. Being on the button, I got to see how the table liked their hands. The new player pushed all-in under the gun. I was jumping for joy inside. I told myself I was going to leave after this hand. Of course, I call. He turns over Kc and 8c. I was so happy. The flop came 3c, 3d and 5s. I am in great shape.
As he pulls out his wallet getting ready to re-buy the turn came 9c. I am getting worried now. Although, I know runner-runner is unlikely, I start to sweat. The river comes an ace, but the only ace I didn’t want to see: Ac. I guess I rode the rush too long but held true to myself by leaving after getting busted by runner-runner.
~pokerviper3
Entry #2
I don’t think that I have ever been on a true rush but I have seen other people go on unbelievable rushes. I’m sure the rest of you have too. Players can winning hand after hand; so much so that you might think he/she was bluffing but when someone calls them they turn up the winning hand time after time. The following story is about a man that went on more than a poker rush, he went on a rush of fear and intimidation.
THE PROFESSOR
A true story: written by Stanley Jett
The Professor, with hands shaking, capped it at forty eight dollars on the turn, from the button. Ed, a regular player from the big blind, who was first to bet, folded. I was next and had re-raised Ed’s lead out bet with pocket queens, with a flop of Ad, Kd, Qh. The turn card was Ah. I am no regular but I do go quite often to this casino - and I knew how the Professor played. The last player to act was not a regular. He had just three bet my re-raise of Ed. He asked The Professor, “Are you nervous?” and called the capped bet. The Professor said, “No, I’m not nervous”. The river was turned and it was the 2c. The tourist bet twelve. The Professor reached for chips with his shaky hand. The tourist said, “I thought you said you weren’t nervous. Why, then, are your hands shaking?” The Professor said, “I’m not nervous, I’ve got palsy”. The type of palsy he had, I don’t know, but it caused his hands to shake uncontrollably. He re-raised to twenty four. The tourist’s face reddened. The other regulars and myself already knew what the Professor had. The tourist said, “Sorry about that, I didn’t know, but I still think you were going for a flush and missed.I re-raise”. The Professor caps it again and the tourist calls. The Professor turns over Big Slick. Full house, aces full of kings. The tourist sheepishly shows his pocket Kings. Full house, kings full of ace’s.
The Professor is a rock. He plays nothing but the best hands and he is a real professor of some kind of higher mathematics at Mississippi State University. He’s in his late sixties. He’s a tight passive player. He usually doesn’t win much playing this way but he says he doesn’t like to gamble. Player’s that play the tight-passive style don’t win much but they usually always win.
The Professor was telling us about a situation he got into once after he had won big. While he was on a rush that lasted several hours, he had won eight or nine thousand dollars and when he cashed in his chips he took the money and wrapped a rubber band around it and stuck it in his front pocket. As he did this he notice three rail birds looking his way. (Rail birds are people standing around watching the poker games going on in the poker room.) These guys didn’t look too good to the Professor, and he wanted to get out of the casino and get home as soon as quickly as he could.
As The Professor went out the door to the parking deck and was about to get in his car, he looked back at the casino door and sure enough the three men were coming out looking his way. ‘Uh oh’, The Professor thought, ‘They’re going to rob me. Or, maybe they are parked here in this parking deck and my nerves are just getting the best of me.’
The Professor opened his car door, jumped in and started the car. He backed out of the parking space and as he did, he saw the three men run to a car not to far from where he was parked.
‘Ahhh’, he thought, ‘They were parked near by, but why were they running to their car?’
It was just a little past midnight as the Professor pulled out of the parking deck onto Highway 61, which ran between the Silver Star Casino and the Golden Moon Casino. Highway 61 ran east toward Philadelphia, Mississippi from which direction most people came to the casinos. The Professor turned west in the direction where he lived. There was not much in the way of business in this direction. It was a two way road with mostly farms and forest.
As he pulled out onto the highway, he looked in his rearview mirror and a set of headlights came out of the parking deck and turned onto the highway behind him.
‘Uh oh’, he thought, ‘It’s them.’
“I should have turned around right then and drove back to the casino”, the professor told us. I just kept thinking that maybe they lived in this direction too. There was hardly any traffic on the road at this time of night, just an occasional car coming pass him once in a while. The car behind the Professor closed up tight on his bumper. The Professor said he was starting to get really nervous at this point and he started looking for any place with people where he could pull of the road.
Up ahead he saw lights. A service station. The Professor pulled into the service station and stopped beside the pumps. The car behind him pulled in too, but pulled over in front of the Professor’s car. The Professor looked around. There was no one there. The service station was closed.
The Professor stopped the story here and ordered a coffee from the waitress. Everyone at the table was sitting there saying, “What happened Professor? What happened?” “Did they rob you?” “Was it the same guys that followed you out the casino?”
“Well, yes it was the same three guys and they were going to rob me. As they got out of their car and started walking back toward my car I reached over and got my gun and rolled down my window and pointed it at them. One of them shouted, ‘He’s got a gun! They all jumped back into their car and drove off.
“Dang, Professor! Were you scared?” I asked him.
“Scared?” he said. “ I was so scared and with this palsy, I think I could have shot all three with one bullet”.
The End.
~Chip