I hate pocket eights.
I hate when my KK loses to 88 when Christopher flops a set in the first orbit of the tournament.
I hate when the flop comes 998 when I have 88, and Gord looks to bluff into me, but decides against it, and I don't get paid off.
I hate when I limp reraise all-in for 79K with AA and Dwayne calls me with 88, and flops a set to cripple me and set up my elimination.
I hate pocket eights.
Friggin' snowmen.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
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