When the cards hit the air, it took me less than thirty seconds to realise that I was going to annihilate this table. I sat back and watched The Dykes, profiled their style of play, and waited for strong starting hands. A few orbits went by, and I picked up pocket jacks on the button.
It was folded to me. “Raise.â€? My quiet declaration and an almost imperceptible motion of a hand pushing in chips indicated the bet was now three times the big blind.
“I’ll call.â€? Young Dyke from the big blind threw in two more chips, scowled, and attempted to give me what might have passed for a stare down at the 2/4 limit table.
The flop came down KJ4 , with two hearts. The perfect flop for my hand. I’d just flopped three jacks on an action board, sitting on the button, heads-up with a player who had absolutely no read on me.
“Three hundred.â€? YD pushed a pot-sized bet across the line, sat back, and folded her arms.