PercyTheIII
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I’ve always believed that poker is a game of probability, discipline, and controlled risk-taking. That belief was put to the test last Friday at a high-stakes £5/£10 live game in London. A game where emotional players burn their bankrolls and those who understand expected value (EV) feast on the wreckage.
One player stood out—a flashy guy in a designer tracksuit, let’s call him "Mr. Bluffster." He was betting like every hand was a royal flush.
I raised it to £200, figuring I could isolate him. He didn’t disappoint—he snap-called. The other two folded.
Flop: ♠K♣J♠4
A dream. I had a gutshot straight draw, backdoor flush potential, and two overcards. He threw out £250 like it was loose change. I could have just called, but I sensed weakness.
I raised to £600, essentially putting him to the test. He hesitated but finally shoved all-in for £1,100.
I took my time, ran the numbers. I had about 35% equity, which wasn’t great, but considering his previous bluffs, I put him on K-10 or J-10. I had enough outs.
I called.
I hit my straight!
River: 5♠
And just to add insult to injury—I also had a flush.
He confidently flipped over K♥10♣, thinking he was ahead… until he saw my A-Q straight. He stared at the board for a good 10 seconds, let out a sigh, and muttered something about how “math is rigged.”
I scooped the pot, cashed out with £2,800, and left before the table could adjust to my playstyle.
There’s no luck in mathematics, only those who understand it… and those who don’t.
The Setup
I sat down with £1,000, planning to play a tight-aggressive style, exploiting loose players who chase gutshots like they’re divine intervention. The table was lively, filled with blokes who either had too much to drink or too much confidence.One player stood out—a flashy guy in a designer tracksuit, let’s call him "Mr. Bluffster." He was betting like every hand was a royal flush.
The Hand That Changed Everything
I was down to £700, waiting for the right spot. Then it came. I was dealt ♠A♠Q on the button. Mr. Bluffster opened with £50, two callers behind him.I raised it to £200, figuring I could isolate him. He didn’t disappoint—he snap-called. The other two folded.
Flop: ♠K♣J♠4
A dream. I had a gutshot straight draw, backdoor flush potential, and two overcards. He threw out £250 like it was loose change. I could have just called, but I sensed weakness.
I raised to £600, essentially putting him to the test. He hesitated but finally shoved all-in for £1,100.
I took my time, ran the numbers. I had about 35% equity, which wasn’t great, but considering his previous bluffs, I put him on K-10 or J-10. I had enough outs.
I called.
The Runout & The Reveal
Turn: 10♦I hit my straight!
River: 5♠
And just to add insult to injury—I also had a flush.
He confidently flipped over K♥10♣, thinking he was ahead… until he saw my A-Q straight. He stared at the board for a good 10 seconds, let out a sigh, and muttered something about how “math is rigged.”
I scooped the pot, cashed out with £2,800, and left before the table could adjust to my playstyle.
Lesson?
Poker isn’t about getting lucky—it’s about understanding probability, recognizing patterns, and exploiting the irrationality of emotional players.There’s no luck in mathematics, only those who understand it… and those who don’t.