That Sinking Feeling: When Poker Tells You to Fold, Then Fold Again
You glance down at your cards. Pocket Jacks. A beautiful sight. You put in a standard raise, feeling good. Then it happens. The quiet player three seats down, the one who’s been nursing his coffee for an hour, puts in a hefty 3-bet. Your heart sinks. Every instinct screams danger, yet a tiny voic...