Wednesday, June 13, 2007

2-5 Pot-limit hands

Booked a nice win last night playing my regular home game, 2-5 pot-limit hold 'em.

Made a nice double up early. I raised QTh two off the button and got called by two players, including the host (my best friend in the game) on the button.

Flop came a sweet Qs Td 4s. I bet 40 into the 60 pot. Button raised to 150, blind folded. I go all-in for 250 or so more. He calls. Turn is pretty good for my hand, Qc.

Pretty sure he was on flush draw, maybe a big draw with J9s or something.

Lose a couple hundred calling down a guy who seemed nervous. Really he was just nervous about having bottom two pair.

On the key hand of the night, I don't know whether I played it well or just got lucky. Playing 7-handed, I make a loose raise UTG+1 with K9c. Very loose player on the button calls, as does the small blind, who is the best player in the game besides, ahem, me.

I get actually one of my better flops, Ad Qc Tc, giving me a gutshot and flush draw. I am surprised when the good player bets the pot into me, 65. He is just testing me here. If he had the straight, he would let me bet for him.

I decide not to dog it and reraise the pot, 195 more. I was the preflop raiser, and I am representing extreme strength here. I would not try this against virtually any other player in the game, but he respects my play and is capable of laying down.

To my great dismay, he calls reasonably quickly. I'm praying for a J or club, but the turn is an ugly 3h. He checks. The pot is 585, I have about 460 left.

Taking the free card means giving up the pot if I don't make my draw. He will definitely call a river bluff with two pair or maybe even the lone ace if I show weakness on the turn.

I decide to go all the way it. I feel his range is something like AT, QT, Ax of clubs, maybe some other random flush draw like J8c.

He tanks for literally two minutes. I am dying. He folds. "Set of aces?" he says.

"No," I say. "Queens."

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