Bad beats, everybody gets them, we usually forget about it after a few minutes, hours and days, but sometimes ........... NEVER

Even though it's tough to accept, bad beats are a normal part of poker. Bad beats happen because, of course, there is an element of luck in poker. A hand that is an overwhelming favorite to take down the pot before the flop, turn, or river is just that: a favorite. Probabilities and odds don't guarantee results.

In 2009, in my first ever live tournament, which was the WSOP Seniors Championship, three tables away was Doyle Brunson. It was the first or second hand when I heard screams coming from that table, Doyle had gone all in with pocket A's versus pocket K's the flop had a K and Doyle had a very early exit.

Suffering a bad beat means that the losing player was "getting the money in good" and in most instances would win by playing the same hand the same way. Modern poker players are certainly faced with an increased level of bad beats due to the massive amounts of inexperienced players and the faster pace of online games. Also lets not forget all those online freerolls that will give a chance to players to qualify for major live events through satellites.

A natural reaction to suffering a poker bad beat is to want to tell the world about it. Players usually want sympathy and understanding from fellow players and reassurance that the loss wasn't their fault. Don’t tell bad beat stories. Bad beats are like the weather. Everyone talks about it but nobody can do anything to change it. So the next time you get ready to tell a bad beat story, stop and ask yourself why you want to tell a losing story?

Well, I did ask myself. The only reason I want to tell the world is that I just want to get it of my chest so I can get back into the game and not be on tilt, so here's my $3,300 bad beat story.

On May 4th 2013, I decided to play in the WPT Spring Canadian Championship with a $3,300 entry fee. I decided to play day 1B and showed up 45 minutes late as the late registration was for 6 hours (6 levels of 1 hour). We started with 25,000 chips and for the first 5 hours and 50 minutes, I was doing pretty good. At this point, I had about 43,000 chips, 10 more minutes before supper time. At this point I'm pretty sure to make it to day 2........ NOT.

Blinds are 200/400 with 50 ante, I get dealt pocket A's. Seat 5 limps, seat 7 min raises to 1,000. I needed to get rid of a least one player, so I re-raise to 3,000. Seat 5 folds, seat 7 3 bets to 10,000, so I just called. Little history on player seat 7. He arrived at our table with a big stack, about 4-5k more than what I had. He started telling seat 8 that he got here by playing a $2 satellite on Party Poker. This kid must of been in his early 20's. We've seen him play 2 hands with A high. So now back to the hand, flops comes A2K rainbow. He opens with a 10,000 bet, I put him on AK or KK, so I went all in and he calls. We both flip our cards and he's got pocket 2's for a set. The turn was a 7 and the river ..... yap, a 2 to give him quads. OUT I go.

I've never felt such pain when playing poker, that one hurt like hell. Winning that hand would of put me in the money for sure. I thought of that hand while driving back home, while watching WPT on TV, while trying to fall asleep for about 3 hours and even this morning. But now that I've told my story, I feel better, but this bad beat will live for ever in me.

Now back to poker.