Last Week's Jacksonville Report

This should have been up last Sunday. Yay being lazy. Anyway...

I head down to Jacksonville last Saturday with Jason Dixon and Tobey. The plan was to be there around 2PM, but we didn't start playing until almost 4PM. Sigh. I get seated with Tobey because he didn't listen to the pit boss about where to sit. They called out "T.F. for $1-$2 Hold Em on table 7." but he got distracted when another floor manager call to the pit boss that he had seats for $1-$2 on table 23. So I was supposed to be at 23 and Tobey at 7, but we both wound up at 23. So whatever.

Table 23 was horrid. Two drunk guys, three or four angry looking older white guys, and a girl in a BoSox hat that Tobey was trying to flirt with. I glance over to Dixon's table full of old white guys and a few young women and wish I could switch seats. Dixon looks over at me and signals that he is up $75 dollars. In 15 minutes. Nice.

I ask the floor to be moved to the next open seat on Dixon's table. After five minutes, a seat opens and I rack my chips and head over. The table wasn't as optimal as I had hoped because we had two very drunk UF alumnis trying to be table captains. I tread water until they leave.

At some point in the night, I still haven't won a pot and look down at $21. I was going to be mad about this, but I hadn't done anything wrong. The very next hand I get QQ on the button. There are a few limpers and I raise it up. Most everyone calls and the flop comes Q-7-7 with two diamonds. It is checked to me and I fire. I get five callers. The turn is an offsuit five and it is checked to me again. I bet and get immediately raised by the young kid behind me. Everyone calls back to me and I decide that I can get more money on the river by just calling here and hoping for a diamond to hit. I just call and the river is a diamond. The old guy at the other end of the table bets out and I just call, knowing that the young kid to my left will raise him. Sure enough, the young kid raises and the old guy three-bets. I gladly spring the trap and cap it. Jason Dixon bursts into laughter because he knows before the cards are even turned up that I have the Queens.

After stacking my chips from that pot, I am up to $58. From there I simply never looked back. I end the night up $83 with the knowledge that I could have been up another $50 if one of my huge hands from early in the evening had stood up.

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