Kain8
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A few months back I decided to head to our local casino (a rarity for me!) to play in the Sunday night $3/$6 Omaha Hi/Lo game. I get a seat and I'm the youngest player at the table by at least 20 - 30 years. The table always plays incredibly passive. If there's a raise on any street, it's usually me doing it!
If you scoop the pot, a full kill goes on to make it $6/$12. At the time of the hand, I was doing fairly decently, up near $100 after just scooping the previous hand. I post my $6 kill blind in middle position and off we go. There are a couple $6 calls to me and I look down at
and I've mentally checked out of the hand after checking my option. A few more limps and a flop comes down of:
At first the flop didn't register for me at all as I was in that state of mind where I wasn't putting another chip into the pot. It then dawned on me that I may want to have some interest in this hand after all! The flop checks around and the turn brings:
Now I'm a little giddy about the small bad beat jackpot that can occur if one of the old timers has the case two kings and decided to slowplay the flopped overfull. It checks to me and I bet out for $12. It folds around to UTG, who calls, and to my absolute delight, I get check-raised to $24 by a sweet old lady that is sitting right next to me! I make it $36 and both of them call. The river comes down:
The UTG player checks, and the old lady leads right into me for $12. I make it $24, the old man UTG player cold calls it, and she raises me back to $36!! I cap the betting at $48 and I'm just fist pumping mentally, praying for my quads to get cracked for a nice payout of around $3,000. Both players call the capped bet and I proudly table my quads hoping to be shown the "bad news" of losing to quad kings. The UTG player just shows
for a nut flush and mucks, and the sweet old lady tables 
X X for just a boat.
I scoop the pot with my quads and bemoan jokingly that the small bad beat didn't happen. It was then that a little knowledge was dropped on my ignorant skull.
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There was no small bad beat jackpot anymore! The only bad beat jackpot for Omaha games now was that quad tens or better had to be beaten, and they got rid of the small bad beat a year ago! So here I am, shoveling money into a pot, hoping with all my heart to get beaten for a payoff that wasn't even in play to begin with! I wish someone had taken a photo of my face when this realization dawned on me, but this pretty much sums it up:
A hand where I went from totally disinterested, flopping quads, hoping those quads get beaten, and then being told after winning that losing the hand wouldn't have amounted to anything. Keep up to date on your bad beat hand qualifiers if you haven't been to your casino in quite some time!
If you scoop the pot, a full kill goes on to make it $6/$12. At the time of the hand, I was doing fairly decently, up near $100 after just scooping the previous hand. I post my $6 kill blind in middle position and off we go. There are a couple $6 calls to me and I look down at
and I've mentally checked out of the hand after checking my option. A few more limps and a flop comes down of:At first the flop didn't register for me at all as I was in that state of mind where I wasn't putting another chip into the pot. It then dawned on me that I may want to have some interest in this hand after all! The flop checks around and the turn brings:
Now I'm a little giddy about the small bad beat jackpot that can occur if one of the old timers has the case two kings and decided to slowplay the flopped overfull. It checks to me and I bet out for $12. It folds around to UTG, who calls, and to my absolute delight, I get check-raised to $24 by a sweet old lady that is sitting right next to me! I make it $36 and both of them call. The river comes down:
The UTG player checks, and the old lady leads right into me for $12. I make it $24, the old man UTG player cold calls it, and she raises me back to $36!! I cap the betting at $48 and I'm just fist pumping mentally, praying for my quads to get cracked for a nice payout of around $3,000. Both players call the capped bet and I proudly table my quads hoping to be shown the "bad news" of losing to quad kings. The UTG player just shows
for a nut flush and mucks, and the sweet old lady tables X X for just a boat.I scoop the pot with my quads and bemoan jokingly that the small bad beat didn't happen. It was then that a little knowledge was dropped on my ignorant skull.
.
.
.
.
.
.
There was no small bad beat jackpot anymore! The only bad beat jackpot for Omaha games now was that quad tens or better had to be beaten, and they got rid of the small bad beat a year ago! So here I am, shoveling money into a pot, hoping with all my heart to get beaten for a payoff that wasn't even in play to begin with! I wish someone had taken a photo of my face when this realization dawned on me, but this pretty much sums it up:
A hand where I went from totally disinterested, flopping quads, hoping those quads get beaten, and then being told after winning that losing the hand wouldn't have amounted to anything. Keep up to date on your bad beat hand qualifiers if you haven't been to your casino in quite some time!
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