Thursday, March 16, 2006

I don't roll like that

Uncle Walt at the Trop on Tuesday night.

He was in position #3 but the hand folded around and it ended up being a heads-up pot between positions #6 and #9.

Big Pot.

At showdown, #9 who Walt said was being a dick the whole night shows one of his cards for a pair of 6's. Position #6 flips over two pairs, gives a little cheer and starts collecting all the chips.

#9 slow rolls the second card, another six, for trips, and laughs.

There was a pregnant pause while #6 realized what had just happened.

Then he slammed his fist to the table and sent chips scattering everywhere...all over the table, onto other people piles, all over the floor.

And as everyone scrambled, #6 went over the table like an old spaghetti western and pandemonium ensued.

There's a lot of shit that you can get away with at a poker table. Slow rolling isn't one of them.

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