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A vast majority of the board doesn't give a shit about poker. To those folks, there is no point in reading this...because it won't tickle your fish. The post is more for folks like Brass & BDH...who will most assuredly be interested. Without further ado, I present...

The Most Amazing Poker Hand

The setting is Howick Hall, inside of the Noyer Complex, residing on the campus of lovely Ball State University. Players include Tongue, Ugly, Trout, Myself, and a non-Nubblite. Of course, we're playing No Limit Hold'em...five-dollar buy-in while at college...because we're poor at college.

Trout has been short-stacked all night long. He lost a good chunk at the beginning of the evening and is fighting to maintain any chips a'tall. Of course, because he has alligator blood, he won't go away. He goes all-in quite a few times with chip amounts ranging from $.50 - $2.00, winning each time. After winning his all-in bets, he goes on to slowly dwindle his stack back to a point between $.50 & $2.00...before going all-in again and doubling up. There comes a point where Trout has gone all-in about 6 time, winning each of the 6 times (even though he goes all-in sometimes on absolutely nothing...but is bailed out on the turn or river).

I'll tell the story from my vantage point...because it's the point which I was a witness. At the deal, I'm sitting pretty with Ace/10 suited (hearts). I hadn't planned on betting this shit...but that doesn't matter. Trout, one seat before me, decides that his pocket is good enough to go all-in. He makes the move, a $2.10 raise pre-flop. Knowing that he's done this before with absolute shit in his hand...and knowing that I have a monster in the pocket, I call almost immediately. All other players fold and we show our cards.

Trout flips over a 4/5 suited (diamonds). I turn my Ace/10 over with a huge amount of confidence, ready to see the flop.

I go to the cards (I'm the dealer), and flip over the first community card. It's a 5. Fuck. The odds have just flipped on my ass. It's alright though...I still have an assload of outs with my flush draw + my high pocket. I turn over the 2nd card of the flop, another fucking 5. What in the hell is going on? The first two cards of the flop and I'm going against a set of 5's? Hell no. Right now, Trout, alongside the rest of the onlookers, are losing control. What are the chances that his 4/5 could dethrone my a/10? Not too good...but it's happening. Disheartened, I finish the flop. It's an ace staring back at me. Of course, I welcome the ace with open arms...but shit, there's no way in hell I'm going to get another on fourth or fifth street to beat his trip 5's.

There's a pause to gather our thoughts. I'm drawing for the third ace, my only reasonable helper out there (alongside running 10's, which would give me aces full of 10's...but logic tells me that they're not going to be there).

I flip the next card. I'll be dipped in shit if it isn't an ace. Trout throws his hat down in disgust, as he knows he's been beat. On the turn, my pair of Aces turns into a full house, aces full of 5's, and suddenly his monster flopped trip 5's seem sort of trivial. We look at his hand to see if there's anything that can give him the win. Of course, it doesn't matter...because my full house is basically unbeatable. After a bit, we realize that his only hope is getting the last 5 on the river...giving him 4 of a kind...but to hell with that, there are 44 unshown cards left, he's not going to get his 5.

Before I rake my new $2.10 in, I decide to show everyone what the last card is...out of courtesy. I burn one and then flip it over. It's the fucking 5. Fuck.. Trout wins.

Let's recap.

We flip our cards:
Me: Ace/10 suited
Him: 4/5 suited
Advantage: Me, a bit

First card of flop:
Me: Ace high
Him: Pair of 5's
Advantage: Him, a bit

Second card of flop:
Me: Ace high
Him: Trip 5's
Advantage: Him, a ton

Third card of flop:
Me: Pair of Aces
Him: Trip 5's
Advantage: Him, quite a bit

The Turn:
Me: Aces full of 5's
Him: Trip 5's
Advantage: Me, astronomically me

The River:
Me: Aces full of 5's
Him: Four of a Kind 5's
Winner: Him

What a fucking hand. Definitely the most amazing poker hand that I've ever witnessed.
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