Damn Donkeys

Posted by wynn on Aug 1, 2009 in Bad Beats, Donkeys, Great Reads | 0 comments

Donkeys. Gotta love them. They never seem to know how far behind they are in a hand. And always seem to catch the miracle card on the river.

I am finally back playing after my “card dead” hiatus.

All is going well for the first hour. I double up.

Then a donkey sits down. I study him for a few minutes. Easy money. So, I stay.

He bluffs me off a flush draw. No problem. I am patient, but I tell him I folded Jacks after he showed me a 3 high (ok, I had only one Jack).

This guy is in disbelief that I folded Jacks, but I was convincing. Too convincing.

He thinks I am super tight and will fold to any big bet.

Next hand, I have K-J. Mr. Donkey and I limp in.

Flop is K-J-10 rainbow. He bets out $15.

Yes, so I have top two pair with a straight out there. No way he has Q-9 or A-Q.

I raise to $45. Everyone folds. Except Mr. Donkey.

He goes over the top all in.

I insta-call and show top two pair.

Turn is a blank.

At this point, I am a 96% favorite to win the hand assuming he is on a straight draw. I figure if he had the nuts on the flop, he would have slow played it. Then again, maybe not. He is a donkey.

River is an Ace.

Mr. Donkey shows me Q-4 for a straight.

Damn Donkeys!