2 bricks determined it all

Sometimes one hand determines the whole trip. It’s kind of like BJ counting. You win some, lose some, then the count gets good and you bomb it. That’s what happened to me last trip. But I’ll get to that soon. Earlier tonight I went to Brooklyn to see my friends perform in their band. I had to leave 6 songs in because I had to make the last casino bus in flushing. It was CLOSE. Literally had to run as fast as I could to make it. I did make it, and the fucking black guy whom owes me 60 is right there. He said he “tried to text me” and he got a new phone. Then JUST TEXT ME. More lies!

I run like garbage. Another 2 spins on roulette coupon and I lose both. 5 in a row. I know that’s a fully expected run but not when the same black number hits twice in a row. It’s like it’s mocking me. After that I went to bed.

I got a lot of plo8 in Friday. That hand happened. I raised preflop in the BB to 25 after 3 limpers with Ac2x4c5x. All call. Flop Kc6c7x. X means unimportant btw. So yeah, nut low draw, nut flush draw. Open ended straight. SB checks, I bet 50. Call, call, pot. I’ve played with this guy quite a bit and auto put him on KK. I called. One other caller. Turn 10x. He shoves for 827. I call. Other guy puts his last 150 in and I brick out the river. 3k pot. Shame.

The next day we played some 3 handed plo8 and I lost like 100 bucks. I lost 460 in that 3k pot session. Solid play/luck to only be stuck 460 that session. I ended up winning like 680 in plo high so I  actually won a few bucks. Back at it tomorrow.