Clapping in the Crown Room Club
I'm playing NL $100 6-max on PartyPoker, using the Poker Player's Alliance bonus, just waiting for my flight to Atlanta. In the old days, I'd have to hole up in the Crown Room's cubicle farm business area and use dialup. But now with the broadband card, I can play anywhere.
My back is to a big set of windows overlooking a beautiful Boeing 767 (Tail number N373DA for the curious). I'm four-tabling Party right now. I just call this guy's raise to $5 with my QQ and flop is:
Q73, all black.
Guy bets out $5, I make it $15. He makes it $50 and I'm like uh-oh. This is not good. But at the same time, it's shorthanded and what are the chances he's made his flush?
So I'm all in for $201.
He thinks and thinks, then calls with his AA. I don't say anything, but I'm a bit embarrassed by my clapping. I don't look up at all and just continue playing. The world continues as if nothing happened.
Online play is a curious world. During this brief stopover, I was down $90 right off the bat, losing hand after hand to yokels who just had better cards. Then I doubled up off a guy when I flopped the A-high flush and he had 62s. He kept raising and eventually he was all-in.
At about the same time, I committed my KK to a tight player who reraised me. I knew he had AA but I couldn't fold. And now this.
Yay! Back up again! And all the Diet Cokes and snack mix I want. LOL.