Could it be that the decision was a big mistake for me? On failure, BB and middle position both checked me. I tend to bet for value; but then I thought: “They are rather tight players, and will likely bet.” At this point, I want to build a pot, hoping they will call my bet on the turn, which will be twice as big. So, I also checked, so did Buttons.
The turn is 4h, pair 4d on the board. It’s like a secure card. I doubt any of my opponents hold 4 in the hole. Even though a set of 9 or 6 is possible, as well as pulling to the heart and reddening diamonds, I feel sure my two-mate, King and Fours, is the best hand to dewa poker.
After BB and mid-position checked me out, I made my big value bet – hoping to see the pot grow. Folded button. Then, the other two were called to see the river. When a heart fell into the river, I stopped to think: “I hope no one is turning red.”
I felt relieved when the two opponents examined me. Hesitantly, but still confident, I made a big bet. BB folds. But, then the middle position lifted me up. I sit in my chair, fixing my gaze on him. No one can tell the difference. “He’s not a deceptive player,” I thought.
Of course, I have to call the hike; the pot was too big to give up. I wish I still had the best, but I didn’t! He has lifted me up with his queen as tall as his queen, and taken the pot right before my eyes. I was devastated!
Then, taking a break and thinking about the hand, I wonder if I had made the big mistake of not betting on the flop. He might have folded his Q-3 heart, and I would have won the pot, even if it was a little smaller.