The Cooler, Part II

I mean, seriously. This shit isn’t supposed to happen every single time I sit down to play poker. And the scary thing is, that once the turn card came down (and I had dropped from a 93% favorite to a mere 76% favorite) I already knew I was going to lose and said out loud “here comes the 6.” And there it was…

As Drizz might say, “BOOOOOM HEADSHOT!”

pokenum  -h 7h 7d  - 5c 5d  - ac 7c  -- 4c qd 7s
Holdem Hi: 903 enumerated boards containing 7s 4c Qd
cards  win   %win  lose  %lose  tie  %tie     EV
7d 7h  838  92.80    62   6.87    3  0.33  0.930
5c 5d   31   3.43   872  96.57    0  0.00  0.034
Ac 7c   31   3.43   869  96.23    3  0.33  0.036

And on the turn…

pokenum  -h 7h 7d  - 5c 5d  - ac 7c  -- 4c qd 7s 8c
Holdem Hi: 42 enumerated boards containing 7s 8c 4c Qd
cards  win   %win  lose  %lose  tie  %tie     EV
7d 7h   32  76.19    10  23.81    0  0.00  0.762
5c 5d    3   7.14    39  92.86    0  0.00  0.071
Ac 7c    7  16.67    35  83.33    0  0.00  0.167

Just kick me when I’m down, Full Tilt. Real nice. Especially after that other little piece of sickness in last night’s $15K Guaranteed when I got a moron all-in on the turn with K-K vs. 2-2 on a nine-high board and you threw out that 2 on the river just for shits and giggles. I don’t have a screen shot of that one, since my face was too busy hitting the keyboard after the river card fell.

I’ll now return to my regularly scheduled afternoon of screenwriting. Frankly, my characters are far more entertaining than Full Tilt’s RNG.

And I control their destinies.