Acid_Knight
Monday, February 26th, 2007, 8:44 AM
QUOTE (Naismith @ Monday, February 26th, 2007, 8:06 AM)

Well, most likely slowplayed one of three hands, two of which you beat. AK, two pair, set.
You forgot to tell people about the villain in this scenario, though, so let's give him a little back story.
The villain used to be the assistant VP of fairly lucrative company. He had it all. He lived in a beautiful New York apartment with a gorgeous wife. They were expecting twins. He wanted to name them Maya and Sarah (after his grandmother). She wanted to name them Kelly and Sara (she didn't like the useless "h"). These are the kinds of things they argued about. Not heated arguments...cute, lovey, playful disagreements..
One day, the villain started playing free money poker on one of the .net sites. He really enjoyed watching it and thought it'd be a fun little hobby to keep himself entertained during those boring stretches at work.
After a few months, he had established himself as one of the premier play money players on his particular website. He won a freeroll for 15 dollars and soon experienced the thrill and rush of playing for something substantial. And sure, he lost that 15 that first day, but he learned a valuable lesson about bankroll management. He devoured books on the subject, despite his wife's obvious disdain for the "sport". Soon, he found himself exploring his options in regards to putting real money on the site. He knew his wife would never okay such an idea, so he gave a co-worker some cash to transfer money into his account. No paper trail!
Our villain -- no, wait...we have become too attached to call him a villain anymore; he is now our beloved dreamer -- our dreamer ran that measly hundred dollars up pretty quickly. Yes, he was experiencing the positive side of variance and he knew that, but he still took pleasure in the process of making good decisions and practicing responsible game selection. He developed a tight-aggressive style and had many tricks in his bag. He could shift gears and adapt to the table. Soon after, our dreamer made his first big score.
He routinely saw those 50 dollar MTT pop up but never bought into one. As fate would have it, the boss was out of town and our dreamer was locked in his office with no work to do and nothing on the schedule. He clicked the register button and cruised to a dominating victory. What a rush! His roll had increased to the mid-four figures. Our dreamer was starting to dream. He knew he had much to learn, but he felt he had a natural ability and he loved this game.
Soon the lies started coming. He would tell his wife he had to work late and stayed at the office 12-tabling .25-.50 NL. Winning session after winning session! Our dreamer speculated that if he could get the roll, he could move up to levels that would make his own job unnecessary. He could soon be a poker pro! Dreams of the Mayfair Club danced through his head. Maybe one day, he could be one of the many greats that had originated in New York!
Meanwhile, his wife became suspicious. She thought her husband might be cheating on her. She hired a private detective to snoop around. Each night he reported that her husband stayed late at the office and then came straight home. In the opinion of this private eye, her husband was loyal and she needn't be suspicious. Still, her paranoia lead her down the path of anger and, soon, revenge.
Certain her husband was having an affair, she seduced his best friend and had a night of passion that would go on to eventually destroy multiple lives, friendships and futures. Our dreamer developed a drinking problem and soon, the powder. On this fateful day, our now unemployed dreamer stumbled home to his empty and loveless apartment, sleepless for four days, smelling of booze and hooker.
He hadn't played poker in a month. He blamed the sport he loved for the loss of everything; his best friend, his wife, his job. He had an epiphany. Or a hallucination. He realized that poker was either his demon or his angel and tonight he'd find out. He'd put it all on the line in the biggest sit & go he could find. If he won, he would follow down this path. If he lost, he would end it all.
Now...what does the "villain" have?
I started reading this (and will finish shortly) but I thought I'd let you know that short posts count towards your 1000 just like the longer ones do. Just in case you didn't know...