Ok first to set the scene...
£25 F/O at Grosevnor Southampton, Wed night just gone.
Sat at the table playing away and throughout the banter, one gentleman (lets call him Bob) is quite obviously trying to build up an imag of himself as a tight, aggressive, experienced player. He is regularly doling out advice to people on how they should have played their hand and constantly telling everyone that he only plays the nuts. I don't have a problem with that, as he is obviously playing the game and even trying to be helpful. It does get a bit tiresome though, but I keep my thoughts to myself. He is also letting it be known that he knows a few people; is trying to build up his buddies image too.
Quite early in night I look down and see 
. I raise to 300 (3 bb) from an early position. Everyone folds to Lady (lets call her Doris) on the cut off re-raisesto 800. Fold-fold-to BB (lets call him Beavis) who puts in a massive raise to about 2800.
I am going to the fold, but want to build up my own image. So I hum and ha and then state to the table....'I have a hand...but I dunno if I can play to this. Doris is a rock and that re-raise is rather scary'. I happen to know she is very tight. Beavis is also relatively inexperienced and gave away a massive tell.
So I folded. Doris folds, Beavis takes pot.
People ask what I laid down. I state 'Queens'. At which point Bob and a few of his mateys p*ss themselves laughing. Bob says 'I push every time in that position' and proceeds to give me a lecture. I stay cool and even have a chuckle, but after he doesn't let up I tell him that I don't think QQ is that good a hand in the situation and that its too early in the tournament to risk my life.
Beavis then inflames it all when asked what he has and says he had deuces! They all p*ss themselves laughing. I stay cool and say 'nice bluff...good luck to u playing like that'. (I've already milked all my chips from him and am v happy having him on my right). The pi*staking continues and I say something along the lines of 'well thats why I'll go deeper in this tourney than u lot'. Bob then says 'I win tournaments sunshine!'.
Jibes continue and whenever I raise the jokes come out about me having KK or AA. Very nice for me. I'm raising with all sorts of junk by now!
Beavis later confides to me that he did indeed have AA, which is a positive for me obviously.Now to the main part of the plot....
A little later on I look down to see
in second position. Same suits as last time! This time I raise 2.5 bb to 500. All folds round to Bob in the SB. He calls. Got a read, I know he's on an Ace or King ...probably with high kicker. Bobs obviously not as good as he makes out :-) He calls. Beavis in BB folds.
Pot is 1200.
Flop comes...
BEAUTIFUL!
I quickly check and Bob fires in 500 chips. I call. Pot is 2200.
Turn...
I check, Bob puts me all in for my last 5000 or so.
Naturally I call.
Cards on their backs, Bob droans 'I've been caught out'....
He has
Now for the juicy bit...
River comes...
I sit stock still trying to register what I thought I had seen.
I hear 'unlucky mate' and then see Bob saying 'yeah I got caught out'. He picks up his Ace and mucks it!!!!!
Well! All my christmases have come at once! I've escaped a bad beat, made lots of chips and have a chance for some sweet revenge on this fella!
Another players says 'No Bob...u won that with a straight!'
He says...'Oh yeah', retrieves his cards and starts to pull in the pot!
I say 'Er no. Leave those chips alone they're mine. You mucked your hand'
To which chaos lets loose! He says he only mucked one card. I tell him his hand is mucked. At which point he spews some drivel about having a similar situation recently in a card school. He stated that the cards were on their backs and everyone knew what they were. He stated that as such, he could then muck the card and take the pot. I told him that was not the case and sorry, but u muck one card your hand is mucked. I advise him to get a ruling.
He argues the toss with the card room manager who backs me up. Eventually he has to back down. He handled it ok, but was fuming (red and shaking quite a good indication??? :-) )
To compound matters, he asked me which my car was in the car park so that he could key it!!!! I then had the pleasure of him pushing all in on my blind and taking his last 5000 chips.
He disappeared under a cloud. Not very happy.
I'm pleased to say that I was able then to take most of the cacklers chips of them to take to the final table.
Justice?
Anyway....whats your thoughts on this. Would you have done the same? I believe I would not have been so stubborn over the ruling had the game been played out in a good nature prior to the incident. I might even have let it go.
Was I right to insist? Or am I a horrible nasty man?
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