Just a Wee Bit IRRITATED

Saturday, June 3rd, 2006, 12:14 am

After 2 SNGs with the usual ups and downs and a tiny profit booked I decided to play a little $5 one before going to bed. After donking off a third of my chips I tread water until the blinds are high and I need to take a stand. Under the gun I’m dealt pocket threes and here we go. I push, everyone folds to the blinds. Calling would cost the small blind half his stack.

He thinks.

And thinks.

And thinks.

And thinks.

He uses up his entire 60-second time bank before folding. And he wasn’t timed out–it didn’t show he was sitting out. He just used a full 60-seconds before deciding to fold.

So it’s now up to the big blind, who also would be calling off about half his stack. He’s had some time to think this over. But he needs some more time. He thinks.

And thinks.

And thinks.

And thinks.

And thinks.

He uses up all but 2 seconds of his time bank before folding. “WTF?” asks one of the other players. WTF indeed. It’s five bucks. Can we not turn this into the Tiffany Williamson show?

So I have some chips now, and the very next hand I pick up AK. I raise and get three callers. The flop comes ace high with two spades and I push. Fold, fold, and the chip leader is all that stands between me and a big pot that will probably allow me to glide into the money.

But first he has to think.

And think.

And think.

And think.

And think.

He uses up all but five seconds of his time bank. This time he calls–with ace-nine. Calls off about half his stack with a nine kicker. No spades. And of course he hits the nine on the river and knocks me out. See, the bad beats I can handle. But if you’re going to make a terrible call and suck out on me, please do it in a timely fashion, please. I’d like to get to bed.

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