EDIT: If a mod wants to move this to 'Poker Stories' forum, that would probably be more appropriate. Not much strategy here.
Hand 2 - The Bluff
This one will be shorter.
This hand started with 4 callers out of 9 and ended up 3-handed on the river. This was earlier on in my session, about 2.5 hours in. 2 of the 3 original action junkies had just left the table, and the adrenaline level had dropped noticeably. I had been tight as a rock for the past hour, capturing only 2 medium sized splits with A2 & A23, both times with a suited A.
Seat 3 - Unremarkable L/P.
Seat 4 - Same LAG from hand 1., has about a rack and a half.
Seat 7 - An Action player, medium-loose AG, 4/8 or 5/8 on the Schoonmaker rating. I recognize him as a veteran of the L.A. Omaha8 grinding circuit, plays more 4-8 at Commerce than 3-6 at Bike. He has 2 racks and change.
Seat 4 is the SB, I am BB. Kill is off.
Seat 7 calls, table folds to c/o, who calls. SB calls.
I look down at
I knock.
$11 in pot, rake currently $1.
Flop comes
Check around.
Turn brings
SB Checks
Hero Checks
MAG Bets out $6
c/o calls
SB calls
I look at my cards again, shake my head. I have never been able to bluff donks of a hand. I have also never had the opportunity to attempt a bluff against skilled players with squadoosh. No time like the present. I pick up a stack and silently raise to $12.
Seat 7 pauses, then calls. I feel a little better. I put him on something like Kx of spades with A2 or A3. He has bet on the low come in several pots with hi redraws.
Seat 3 folds.
Seat 4 glances at me and my chips then calls. Given his showdowns, I put him on something like 235 with 2 weak spades, fishing for a 'just good enough' low.
$51 in the pot. (Rake at $3.)
River brings
SB Checks.
Hero?
