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Message: [QUOTE="Loris Knight, post: 349204, member: 6241"] Hi everyone, I've been away for awhile and thought I'd like to share a hand that I played in one of my recent poker games. It is a hand I have never encountered in this situation and one I hope to never come across again. Please bear with me as I set it up so that you may understand all the deatails and maybe give me some advice on how you would have played the hand. Now, I'm the type of person who figures that I can beat anyone, anywhere, in a game of poker. So naturally, I travel the highways and backroads of this great country of ours and stop anywhere that a game of Limit Hold 'em is being played. Of course this involves playing in your usual alleyways as well as the finest casinos of this nation. Well, I decided to stop in a tavern that was advertising my favorite game of poker. I did the usual and walked in with a limp, feigning weakness, and picked the first table I saw with an open seat and sat down. When I looked up to see who I was playing against, I must say that this was the first time I had ever been intimidated at the poker table before I played the first hand. Staring back at me were nine other players who must have worked at the same steel factory down the road. Thick necks, muscle bound, and not a skinny one in the bunch. They didn't seem too friendly either. Nothing but scowls and not one "how do you do" from any of them. So I began reassessing why the hell I put my 5' 8" 110 pound body in that situation just to satisfy an obsession to leave every poker game with a positive cash flow. I have half a mil in poker winnings stashed in a lockbox in my backyard by the elm tree, so why endure something like this? I decided it was too late to do anything. After all, I already sat down. I figured I better lose some cash and save my ass, if you know what I mean. I just couldn't bring myself to believe that these thugs were going to let me leave alive with any of their hard earned cash. So, I paid my $400 BB and decided to fold and go. Sit and go, if you get my drift. And damn it, instinct took over. I saw bullets, (not the ones all of them had loaded in those great intimidators in their belts), pocket aces. My blood got flowing, the adrenaline kicked in and I was jamming the pot so quick and furious that before I knew it, I flipped the aces, looked at the board and almost jumped out of my chair I was so excited. Two aces on the board and a nice variety of colors in the other cards. As I looked at the pot, and everyone elses cards, I realized that they had all stayed in and jammed the pot themselves with reraises. Hmm, nice payday. Then reality set in. Avoiding eye contact, I gingerly pulled the chips towards me. I may have mumbled something about being sorry, but the details of that moment are a little fuzzy. I hope that one detail will not keep you from being able to help me with my question. Okay, now I was stuck in this dive until they won their money back. I paid my SB and breathed a sigh of relief when I was dealt 2-7 off suit. Now I had determined that these guys were gamblers, not poker players. They were going to reraise everything and hope for the best. If things got too bad, they could just shoot you. I put as much money into the pot as I could and m**********r, wouldn't you know it. Sevens full of twos. I had won another huge pot and was hoping the place stayed open 24/7. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I could have folded. But, I'm a big believer in compassion and believe all poker players should be able to put themselves in another player's shoes. How would you feel if you had paid all that money to see my cards and I wouldn't show them to you? Pissed off, that's how you'd feel. And I think I've already made it clear that I didn't want to upset these guys. Now, this is the hand I was hoping you could help me with. I was on the button and was dealt pocket aces. Reraises all around. The flop was AA7. The guy to my left hesitated a little before putting his chips in. I hadn't noticed him do that before. What do you think that meant? The pot was jammed again and everyone was still in. Tough table, and I think this is what some would call a loose table. On the turn it was AA7J. For those of you who think it might make a difference in how I should play the hand in the future, the seven was a heart and the jack was a club. I have analyzed this hand many times to determine if either one of those suits requires a conservative bet in this situation, but damned if I know. Now the river. Please take into account what I consider the most important details in this hand. Ten players, nine monsters with loaded guns within their reach, the player to my left uncharacteristically hesitated before reraising AA7, everyone is still in, no one has smiled or quit staring at me since I got there, and most crucial of all, I'm on the button. The river is AA7JA. What the hell? The first thing I ask is if there are any wild cards. A couple of evil chuckles and someone grumbled about me being a f*****g rookie before some guy finally bellowed that, of course, there aren't wild cards. Well, that was it and I went full tilt. Those bastards were going to pay. I jammed the pot and made sure all nine of them paid to see my cards. I flipped my rocket spades to go with the triple thruster spades on the board, stood up, and declared my full house flush. AsAsAs AsAs. Next thing I know, hands are flying, voices yelling, the man to my left stood, (he hadn't done that before) and accusations of cheating. My face was red with fury, the sweat on my nose was causing my John Lennon glasses to slip down, and I had finally had enough. I called them a bunch of sore losers and told them to keep their money. Then I straightened up, pushed up my glasses, turned and stumbled over my chair, and left with my head held high. Please help me and tell me how I might have played this hand better. Thanks. [/QUOTE]

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