It occurs to me that out of fairness to the lucky Red Sox bastard who took me out of the tournament (see A feel-good bad beat story) I should acknowledge that he did in fact start with a better hand than I did -- ace-queen to ace-10.
Red Sox Bastard was ahead before the flop and he was ahead on the flop, when neither of us had anything and his ace-high notched my ace-high. I caught a lucky card on the turn -- one of the four nines in the deck to make my straight -- and he caught an only slightly luckier card on the river -- one of the three remaining 10s -- to make a bigger straight and win.
Yes, he “sucked out,” as they say, on the river. But I sucked out first, on the turn.
Like the steal-resteal play I described earlier, this sequence of events isn't all that uncommon, and it too has its own name: suck and re-suck.
It still sucked. But I'm just saying.
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