poker

Man, I'm pissed about poker last night. I played on the Eastside with the Microsoft guys, so I knew big money would be moving around. I looked forward to that, I figured I'd take cash home. On the last hand I flop trips (3 of a kind) and go all in with about $24. Not one, not two, but three other people match my bet. That's a $100 pot. I'm thinking sweet, I have this, but what the fuck is everyone else going in for so much cash for. And they keep bidding and start a side pot! So I'm thinking I'm in trouble... and sure enough I was. Two guys were just playing drunk and stupid, but Clay hit the same 3 of a kind as me and had a higher kicker, so he took up both the main and side pots. Lame! But playing it over in my head again, odds are I had everyone beat on the flop, I had to bet it hard to keep other people out that might hook up with something on the river. Plus I could have connected a full house at some point and fix up my trips. So it was go home winning $60 or losing $60 and I had a fucking hard hand to beat. I did the right thing, I'm just pissed I lost. I'm sure I just bored the fuck out of everyone that bothered to read this.