Unbelievable hand, $1300 pot at $1/$2 NLHE live, snap-call with Jack-high

Here's the situation: I'm at my local casino playing $1/$2 NLHE. I bought in for $300 and had an up and down night, and have $250 in front of me after 4 hours of play. By now it's around 1am. We are seven-handed as the poker room started emptying out around midnight.

A player I'd never seen before sits down in seat 5. I'm in seat 2. He buys in for $300. He is well dressed, but obviously drunk. He has the option to wait until the button passes but he opts to play his first hand UTG. He limps. I'm on the button with AQo. Limps around to me and I make it $12 to go. Small blind calls (he's a certified calling station), and Mr. Drunk reraises to $35. Folds back to me and I move all in for $250. Both players fold.

Next hand I pick up JdTd. A player in MP raised to $8, and I call on the button hoping Mr. Drunk comes along. Mr. Drunk makes it $25 to go. MP folds, I call, and Mr. Station calls on the button. Flop KJTr. Mr. Drunk bets $40. I call. Station calls. Turn Q. Mr. Drunk bets $60. I call. Station folds. River 4. Mr. Drunk bets $60. I call. Mr. Drunk shows 88.

Mr. Drunk goes broke and rebuys for $200.

Next orbit I pick up AsKs on the button. It's limped to me and I make it $15 to go. Station calls. Mr. Drunk calls. Everyone else folds. Flop is 569 with 2 spades. Mr. Drunk bets $50. I shove for $500. Station folds. Mr. Drunk calls. Turn 9. Riv 7. Mr. Drunk turns over Q2, and I scoop.

Mr. Drunk rebuys for $300 more.

I get AA and KK cracked and drop to $640 or so. Meanwhile, Mr. Drunk sucked out on someone while I was away from the table, and doubles up to around the same amount, $640.

Next orbit I'm dealt Qs6s on the button. Mr. Drunk is in, so I'm in. The pot is $12 and we're off to the flop which comes 2QQ. The blinds check and Mr. Drunk bets $20. It folds to me and I call. Both blinds fold. The turn is a 3. Mr. Drunk bets $95. I pause for just 2 seconds and call. The river is another 3. Mr. Drunk looks at me and shrugs (actually shrugs!) and pushes out two stacks of red, $200. I put my head down, shuffle my chips, announce "all in". Mr. Drunk snap-calls, and turns over J2o. The pot came to $1302 total, and with that one pot, I'm even for my last five sessions.

Mr. Drunk decides $800 is enough of a loss and quits. Those of us who were left pushed the blinds around for half an hour before packing it in, during which time I was the target of their envy--and I don't blame them one bit. Snap-call with Jack-high. It's a message from the poker gods, that's what it is. "Sorry about all those bad beats last week, son. Here's a little gift for you to make up for it."

Thank you, poker gods. Thank you very much.
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