Dave H. will like this one…

I’ve been grinding out the last five and a half hours on a $3/$6 table over at TI and look down to see the remaining three stacks of blue and some change before me. Fatigue has set in and I’m ready to wrap up my lackluster shift so I decide to throw caution to the wind and straddle my last hand to at least finish with some sense of entertainment value. Five callers limp in and, without looking at my cards, I bump it to 3 bets; “no point in straddling if you don’t raise!” Everyone calls and we’re 16 bets to the flop.

Curiosity gets the best of me and I peek down to see what I’m working with; 10h-4d, awesome. Flop comes out 10s-6d-4s and no one is more surprised than me, so I lead out laughing. Player to my right raises and a woman at the far end of the table calls. I make it three bets to go and he 4 bets it! The woman calls both raises and I just call the final raise, saying, “I’m on a draw.”

Turn is the King of spades, which makes me a little nervous, so I check. Guy next to me says, “oh no, I’m not betting your hand.” Checks all the way around. River is the deuce of diamonds and, given the turn action, I figure my hand is still good so I lead out again. I get called in two places. First guy had a pair of sixes and the woman didn’t show her cards. “See,” I said, “I was on a full house draw.” Two pair good!