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[QUOTE="Johnny Too Bad, post: 1845563, member: 85692"] Oma-huh? The moment I walked in the room, I found a seat to play. Then and there I knew it was to be my lucky day. My favorite table, favorite seat, my favorite dealer Joe. It used to be my favorite game... Omaha Hi Lo I settled in, I knew that I would be there for a while I opened blind to let them know aggression was my style. The first few hands, the flops were high, with no chance for a split, I never play beyond the flop without the best of it. Then, as I wondered, "What would be the first hand I could play?" I looked down at two clubs, Ace/Deuce and two hearts, King and Trey. I thought, "Thats why I love this game." and fired off a raise. "I hope that no one drops out, I hope everybody plays" The limpers called, I knew they would, they hadn't had enough. The Flop came 3-4-5 of clubs. For them, this would be rough. I'd flopped the Nut-Lo and I had the second best for Hi. So, when the betting started now my limit was the sky. The field had narrowed down to three, myself and these two sods. I raised them and they raised me back, they thought they had the odds. The Turn card didn't make a dent, a bricky nine of spades. We left the third man on this street, he stopped to wipe his shades. We raised each other back and forth and forth and back non-stop. With just the two of us remaining , now there was no cap. He tossed his last chips in the pot and I was left with none I'd wished we both had bigger stacks before we had begun. The River didn't mean a thing, the flop had made our hands. I showed my Nut-Lo straight flush and I did a little dance. He showed his Seven/Six of clubs and let out such a laugh. It was a total letdown, seeing I would win just half. I watched in dumbstruck silence, couldn't think of what to say. The dealer mucked my hand and pushed the pot the other way. I cried out "Dealer, split the pot! The lo-ball hand is mine!" He said "This isn't Hi-Lo sir...Did you not read the sign?" __________________ JTB [/QUOTE]
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