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This was within our first three hands of the night. This was when I knew I might have stumbled onto a gold mine, that all I had to do was sit back, wait for a great hand, and then jam jam jam away hoping he had a good piece.

He raises on the button, I call with J8o.

Flop is something like KK7.

I decide I'm going to put him to the test, and let loose my inner LAG. I bet, he raises, I reraise, it ends up 5-betted or capped.

Turn is a 3. I bet, he raises, I 3-bet, he 4-bets, I go "CRAP he actually lucked out here . . . " and for some reason just call. Because hey, I've got odds or something, right?

River is a 8. Eh, could be worse. I check, he bets, I call.

Surprisingly, his Q9o is not good. And I laugh, and laugh, and laugh.

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Wow, you played this hand horribly. Great job with your luckbox though.

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I knew he had nothing, and was trying to chase him off of his Q-high. Duh!

Seriously, this hand set up the rest of the night. Every other raising war I got into, he remembered this hand and pumped it, allowing me to crush him like a little bug every time I got a strong two pair or set or straight or flush. Idiot was raising the river on me with bottom straight when I had the nut flush.

This hand alone, bad. This hand as a setup against this particular player, f'ing amazingly useful. I'm going to have to go insane early on in my other HU matches.

This hand . . . sure, I sucked out. Because I did it against Q-high, not feeling overly luckboxish.