Last night was a very strange evening. I had originally transferred $100 into my Empire account a few months ago when I opened the account and, for the most part, had forgotten about it. I was a little bored so I decided to play over there and see if I couldn’t start building up that bankroll a little. I ended up playing about 100 hands and took a brutal beating at a $1/$2 table. This wasn’t pretty at all. I was playing well but it was bad beat after bad beat. I lost one hand aces full of fives when the flop came A5x and I held AA. Turn was a 5 and the river came a 5 giving my caller quads. I had gone from an initial $100 to around $35 and then . . . it happened!
My computer froze and I had to reboot.
I thought about just calling it a night but something called to me telling me to just play a few more hands. I listened to the voices in my head and the poker gods unleashed a string of hands like I had never seen before. I was actually starting to get worried that people wouldn’t respect my raises later because I had received four raising hands in a row. Best of all, they were all holding up and they got lots of action all the way to the river. If I had a pair, I flopped a set and it held up. If I had pocket broadway cards, it was a sea of faces on the flop. In the next 100 – 150 hands, I went from $35 up to over $150. What was also strange is that the cards came in waves. I would get 4 or 5 hands in a row and then 15 or 20 hands of junk. Another 4 or 5 hands in a row and then 15 or 20 hands of junk.
What a wild night!