Last night I was at the Silverado in Deadwood playing $3/6. In the few years I’ve played poker, for some reason, men feel the need to protect me at the table. Annie Duke wrote an article about this once…men telling women what they have and when to fold. It’s been 100% reliable up until last night.
I had J/10, the flop was 10/8/6. I bet, the guy next to me raises, callers all around - maybe 5 in the hand. The turn is garbage. The guy next to me whispers “I flopped it.” I check, he bets, callers all around, I fold. The river is a 10. He bets, some people call. He wins with a pair of 8’s.
After he swears that he asked if I flopped it - but whatever, it was just a dumb $3/6 game.
The Silverado attracts tourists to the tournaments and locals to the cash games. The night before last I played their unlimited re-buy tournament and oh my god I have never played with so many inexperienced players.
