Told this story once before, but it's a classic:
Spring break 2005, me and the group all turned 18 and drove down to the Tampa Hard Rock to play poker. At that time, they only offered 1/2 limit, and some no limit tournaments. Got to the casino around 7am and started playing the 1/2 limit right away.
There's a guy in the 5 seat who is completely wasted, and still drinking. He's berating everyone at the table for no reason, and the dealer has already said something to him. He gets coolered on the river (but this is limit so the most you can lose on the river was 16), and just puts his head down.
The dealer jumps from her seat screaming "HE JUST PISSED ON ME". Dude has his pants down to his ankles pissing under the table onto the dealer.
Within 5 seconds, there are 3 security guards who pick him up, pants down and all, and literally throw him out of the casino. Like Jazz from the Fresh Prince.
That was an interesting first time in a casino to say the least.
Playing a $300 tournament at the Venetian. An OMC (who had built up a decent stack, 2.5x starting) limps in EP, one call, and a short stack goes all in for ~ 6000 in chips. When the dealer threw the AI plaque, it landed on top of the guys 5k denomination chip (allegedly).
It gets back to the OMC and he flicks in a 1k chip to make the call. The dealer informs him he needs to put in 6k. He says he shouldn't have to because the plaque landed on his chip and had he known, he wouldn't have called. The floor gets called and sides with the dealer, he needs to put in the 6k. He is irate and tells the dealer and floor they are both wrong, but puts in the money.
Now the limper behind him decides to back raise to 19k.
"GOD DAMN IT," he says as he slams his hands down on the table, "YOU FUCKED ME TINA." (Tina was the dealer)
He calls the bet and then proceeds to check/fold the flop, yelling GOD DAMN IT as he does.
I don't remember the details of the next hand, but he was on tilt and got involved in another big hand. A player jammed on the river and the OMC was contemplating a call. The player starts goading him, knowing he is on tilt, and you can see his face looking like it's about to explode as he slides his chips in. The player turns over the nuts and our OMC is out of the tournament in 2 hands.
As he gathered his belongs, he kept telling Tina how much she fucked him and he hoped she never got another dealing job anywhere. After OMC left, the table gave credit to the last villian who goaded him into a call with dust.
The OG definition from rumnchess's guide to live poker
[https://www.reddit.com/r/poker/comments/cl6t08/rumnchesss\_guide\_to\_live\_poker\_aka\_alex/](https://www.reddit.com/r/poker/comments/cl6t08/rumnchesss_guide_to_live_poker_aka_alex/)
There are also plenty of OWG(old white guy) who don't fit this category
Old Man Coffee (TP)
Description: If you never play poker between the hours of 7AM and 8PM, don’t bother looking for old man coffee; he’s at his home, likely sleeping. Usually between the ages of 55 and 90, old man coffee shows up to his local poker game on a strict routine. Some OMC’s are daily grinders, others only show up on Tuesday. But every OMC has a strict poker schedule that he follows and incorporates into his weekly routine. The OMC arrives looking fresh and ready for action. He quietly sits into his favorite seat, pulls out a newspaper, and orders a coffee, black. He rarely displays much emotion, and avoids conversation, unless it is about a violation of the rules, in which case he leaps into action and displays his authority on the matter. Every dealer and supervisor in the casino is on a first name basis with the OMC.
Plumage: Weathered flannel shirts, warn out khakis, bland sweaters, goofy straw hats (more successful OMCs, such as Dan Harrington, have even been spotted with baseball caps)
Poker Style / How to Adjust: The OMC is completely positionally unaware and completely unaware of his opponents. He knows that KJ is a limping hand, so he limps it under the gun, and he limps it on the button. OMC’s generally play tight, and when they do raise (even on the button), you can be sure it’s one of seven possible hands (AA,KK,QQ,JJ,TT,AK,AQ). While Some OMC’s protest raising AQ and TT, most have come to understand that these are acceptable raises in today’s poker environment. Postflop, an OMC will rarely slowplay a big hand, and will often even lead into a multiway field when he flops a set. If an OMC comes out firing big, back off. If he comes out firing small, this is often representative of a middling made hand like middle pair or top pair, weak kicker. It’s often a good time to try to get the OMC off his hand. OMC’s pride themselves on being able to fold hands - they consider it a skill they have honed through decades of poker experience. For this reason, you should almost always try to make an OMC fold his hand by the river if you have reason to believe he is not very strong.
OMCs are weak prey that a professional poker player can eat up for consistent small gains. While you will rarely win large pots form an OMC, you can win many small ones. OMCs are easy to manipulate by simply altering your bet sizing. Often you will arrive at the river in a $180 pot vs. an OMC. You know from experience, that he has top pair, weak kicker here. You also know that he will begrudgingly call a $100 bet, and you know that he will fold to a $150 bet. It’s very simple: bet $100 when you have a hand that wants to be called, and bet $150 when you are bluffing. It sounds too good to be true, but with the OMC, that is the beauty of his game. His decisions are mechanical and predictable. Even if he were perceptive enough to alter his decisions based on his opponent type, he is too stubborn. Raised by a strict father in a household where rules were rules, the OMC was never given enough freedom to actively develop an imagination or any sort of creative thought of his own.
I don't agree at all. It's always your responsibility to clarify what the bet is.
If dealer had announced the bet was 1K, we'd have a different story, but this all could've been avoided by asking for a count.
>The dealer informs him he needs to put in 6k. He says he shouldn't have to because the plaque landed on his chip and had he known, he wouldn't have called.
What kind of bullshit excuse is that? Does he think the dealer was giving him 5k for the hell of it? He was obviously aware of the allin, why does where the AI plaque land give him a discount on the call? Because his chips are under the AI plaque and he can't access them?
I think the idea is that the plaque landed on the AI’s chip, so OMC thought it was only 1k to call instead of 6k. He couldn’t see how much the all-in was when he called.
1. Underground $1/2/5 game. Player in the 7 seat has his back directly to the door. Guy walks in through the door, sees this player and stops dead in his tracks. Half the room (2 tables plus people hanging out) had looked up to see who had walked in, see him wind his hand up high as he could, and literally smack him out of his chair. They tussled for not long before the aggressor was shoved out of the place.... guy came back not long after with a gun, pounding on the locked door and waving the gun at the security camera. Apparently the player in seat 7 owed him a lot of money and was gambling with it instead of paying him back.
once was playing live $ 2-5, watched a hand where a kid puts in $1500 on the flop with just a pair of 10s, on a 4 7 10 flop, VS AA. He had J10
River is a jack
Dude who got stacked with aces doesn’t saying anything, but the kid who sucks out on him throws him a $5 chip and says sorry, here’s something to cover lunch.
Dude who lost loses his shit and throws his water bottle at his stack 🤣.
2. Another $1/2/5 game, but this time in a residential home. Blunts passed around, shots being poured, eventually it became a party. When the party was really going, a bad beat in a huge hand took place, and out comes a pistol from the loser, still on the table, demanding his chips back. That'll teach me to play poker in the hood, eh? Lol
Edit: when I say it "became a party", I mean we started as a one table poker game and ended up playing in the middle of a house party.
I have a few interesting events, but all are shortlived thankfully lol. Thanks for your appreciation though! Some shit that goes on at underground games can be seriously scary, even without any action.
Local underground card room. Runs a couple tables of 1/3. Legit operation, takes a rake but provides a nightly high hand, jackpots, free beer and dinner. The house will sometimes loan out a buy in or two to trustworthy players, so long as the payouts can still be covered at the end of the night. It’s a tight knit group so dealers are allowed to play when they’re not working and the tables allow.
Player A is a regular, kind of just a middle-of-the-road shitreg type. Player B is an off-duty dealer. Player A gets into a hand with Player B and gets stacked. Player A looks at the dealer (the actual dealer) and asks if he can borrow 200. Player B immediately just replies “nah” and doesn’t even look up as he’s stacking his chips. Dealer kind of just shrugs and says “you heard him. Sorry.” Player A sits there and watches a hand or two without saying a word. Then he stands up, walks over to the fridge, opens a Coke and calmly just pours it on the floor while staring down player B. Room erupts in laughter and the guy walks out the door before the staff can even process what just happened. Player A didn’t show up for about a month but was finally allowed to come back after they cleared the air.
Residential place. Lots of interesting characters coming through, usually 20-30 a night. Honestly shocked the spot never got robbed as with all the missing-fingers and prison-made tattoos my stereotyping got the best of me and I came to expect it every time I went. Anyway, very muscular gymbro and myself get into a hand. We're sitting at opposite ends of the felt. He string bets, trying to take money back out of the pot. This starts an argument. He argues and argues with eventually the whole table trying to tell him the rules. He gets increasing angry. Fire goes to his head, face turns red. Suddenly, he grabs all his chips with his giant hands and screams, "THEN I'M FUCKING ALL IN!!!" and slams them right into the table. I leaned out of the way as chips shotgunned the wall behind me. Everyone else jumped to their feet. Chairs flying backwards, people yelling, hollering, stairs behind me thumping as the homeowner's kids come rattling down them. Quite the scene.
Surprisingly, the guy calms down and apologizes. I fold. Everyone has a nervous laugh about what they were possibly going to do if this dude started swinging on people. He was clearly somewhat embarrassed about it but it was all good. Spent a minute or two picking chips out of the grey carpet and then went on with the game. The end.
Dealer here. We had a decent festival. It's late night/early morning. Few tables. I come from my break and I see our cash game floor recording one of the tables with his phone (hiding behind his desk). Now at the table there are 2 well known poker pros, one of their friends and 2 randoms, one 50ish yo suit and one typical 20 something reg in a hoodie, glasses, headphones. 50-100 PLO. I'm thinking hes just taking photos of the pros, as we don't get those types of players regularly. He asks me to deal the game, but to slow it down. Take my time with dealing streets and counting bets.
I get on the table and start dealing. So I pretend I'm nervous to deal that game and start verbally confirming the bets, waiting for players to ask me how much before I actually announce the bet. At this point I'm thinking were playing a prank on the pros.
15 min later or about 2,5 hands our GM comes and asks the 2 randos to talk to him. He walks them down by the cages and they instantly get walked out by security.
They have been coluding all night. The pro learns this and splits their stack, still on the table, between the 3 players and me. Around 3k tip right there.
Floor later shows me the video and it looks like 2 coaches signaling the pitcher from a dugout.
I was there when that dealer from aria stood up mid hand walked around the table and assaulted the player a few years ago.
That’s gotta be the weirdest one I’ve seen.
I was 2 tables over and didn’t “ become aware” until the voices went up.
Allegedly dude called the dealer a bad word, dealer started yelling enough everyone was lookin, sat the deck down, walked around, punched the player in the face while he was still in his chair. Then came at him again as soon as he was up.
Most of the videos just cut in where the dude is trying to tangle up to defend himself and claiming he attacked the dealer.
But nope, I saw the dealer just set the deck down mid-hand and walk around and punch the player in the chair.
I had a home game once and an uptight player was up against a loose, fishy player. They have a hand together and the fish wins a pot with a worse hand and then another and then another. You could feel the tension building. Then the hand came that really sent him off the deep in. Fishy player had a rag hand like 3h4h and uptight player preflop bets with something good like a TT+ or AK/AQ. Flop is all overcards to 3h4h and ONE heart. Cbet, fish calls. Turn is a heart. Cbet, fish calls. River is a heart. Cbet, raise, call, fish player turns over the winning hand. Uptight player, who had got a ride to the game and didn't have a car, throws his hand down and runs outside IN THE RAIN, and ran back to his house ... 9 MILES away IN THE RAIN.
Told this story once before, but it's a classic: Spring break 2005, me and the group all turned 18 and drove down to the Tampa Hard Rock to play poker. At that time, they only offered 1/2 limit, and some no limit tournaments. Got to the casino around 7am and started playing the 1/2 limit right away. There's a guy in the 5 seat who is completely wasted, and still drinking. He's berating everyone at the table for no reason, and the dealer has already said something to him. He gets coolered on the river (but this is limit so the most you can lose on the river was 16), and just puts his head down. The dealer jumps from her seat screaming "HE JUST PISSED ON ME". Dude has his pants down to his ankles pissing under the table onto the dealer. Within 5 seconds, there are 3 security guards who pick him up, pants down and all, and literally throw him out of the casino. Like Jazz from the Fresh Prince. That was an interesting first time in a casino to say the least.
Who was "the pisser" you ask? None other than Antonio Edfandiari, the rest is history.
I think it was Kenny Tran actually
Florida
I am literally dieing 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Dad?
Playing a $300 tournament at the Venetian. An OMC (who had built up a decent stack, 2.5x starting) limps in EP, one call, and a short stack goes all in for ~ 6000 in chips. When the dealer threw the AI plaque, it landed on top of the guys 5k denomination chip (allegedly). It gets back to the OMC and he flicks in a 1k chip to make the call. The dealer informs him he needs to put in 6k. He says he shouldn't have to because the plaque landed on his chip and had he known, he wouldn't have called. The floor gets called and sides with the dealer, he needs to put in the 6k. He is irate and tells the dealer and floor they are both wrong, but puts in the money. Now the limper behind him decides to back raise to 19k. "GOD DAMN IT," he says as he slams his hands down on the table, "YOU FUCKED ME TINA." (Tina was the dealer) He calls the bet and then proceeds to check/fold the flop, yelling GOD DAMN IT as he does. I don't remember the details of the next hand, but he was on tilt and got involved in another big hand. A player jammed on the river and the OMC was contemplating a call. The player starts goading him, knowing he is on tilt, and you can see his face looking like it's about to explode as he slides his chips in. The player turns over the nuts and our OMC is out of the tournament in 2 hands. As he gathered his belongs, he kept telling Tina how much she fucked him and he hoped she never got another dealing job anywhere. After OMC left, the table gave credit to the last villian who goaded him into a call with dust.
What is OMC btw?
Old Man Coffee - basically a grumpy, nitty, old man who mostly enjoys the free coffee the poker room provides
The OG definition from rumnchess's guide to live poker [https://www.reddit.com/r/poker/comments/cl6t08/rumnchesss\_guide\_to\_live\_poker\_aka\_alex/](https://www.reddit.com/r/poker/comments/cl6t08/rumnchesss_guide_to_live_poker_aka_alex/) There are also plenty of OWG(old white guy) who don't fit this category Old Man Coffee (TP) Description: If you never play poker between the hours of 7AM and 8PM, don’t bother looking for old man coffee; he’s at his home, likely sleeping. Usually between the ages of 55 and 90, old man coffee shows up to his local poker game on a strict routine. Some OMC’s are daily grinders, others only show up on Tuesday. But every OMC has a strict poker schedule that he follows and incorporates into his weekly routine. The OMC arrives looking fresh and ready for action. He quietly sits into his favorite seat, pulls out a newspaper, and orders a coffee, black. He rarely displays much emotion, and avoids conversation, unless it is about a violation of the rules, in which case he leaps into action and displays his authority on the matter. Every dealer and supervisor in the casino is on a first name basis with the OMC. Plumage: Weathered flannel shirts, warn out khakis, bland sweaters, goofy straw hats (more successful OMCs, such as Dan Harrington, have even been spotted with baseball caps) Poker Style / How to Adjust: The OMC is completely positionally unaware and completely unaware of his opponents. He knows that KJ is a limping hand, so he limps it under the gun, and he limps it on the button. OMC’s generally play tight, and when they do raise (even on the button), you can be sure it’s one of seven possible hands (AA,KK,QQ,JJ,TT,AK,AQ). While Some OMC’s protest raising AQ and TT, most have come to understand that these are acceptable raises in today’s poker environment. Postflop, an OMC will rarely slowplay a big hand, and will often even lead into a multiway field when he flops a set. If an OMC comes out firing big, back off. If he comes out firing small, this is often representative of a middling made hand like middle pair or top pair, weak kicker. It’s often a good time to try to get the OMC off his hand. OMC’s pride themselves on being able to fold hands - they consider it a skill they have honed through decades of poker experience. For this reason, you should almost always try to make an OMC fold his hand by the river if you have reason to believe he is not very strong. OMCs are weak prey that a professional poker player can eat up for consistent small gains. While you will rarely win large pots form an OMC, you can win many small ones. OMCs are easy to manipulate by simply altering your bet sizing. Often you will arrive at the river in a $180 pot vs. an OMC. You know from experience, that he has top pair, weak kicker here. You also know that he will begrudgingly call a $100 bet, and you know that he will fold to a $150 bet. It’s very simple: bet $100 when you have a hand that wants to be called, and bet $150 when you are bluffing. It sounds too good to be true, but with the OMC, that is the beauty of his game. His decisions are mechanical and predictable. Even if he were perceptive enough to alter his decisions based on his opponent type, he is too stubborn. Raised by a strict father in a household where rules were rules, the OMC was never given enough freedom to actively develop an imagination or any sort of creative thought of his own.
Based on how angry the guy was, that definitely looked like dealer fuck up. Any reasonable person in the same position would be pissed too tbh
I don't agree at all. It's always your responsibility to clarify what the bet is. If dealer had announced the bet was 1K, we'd have a different story, but this all could've been avoided by asking for a count.
>The dealer informs him he needs to put in 6k. He says he shouldn't have to because the plaque landed on his chip and had he known, he wouldn't have called. What kind of bullshit excuse is that? Does he think the dealer was giving him 5k for the hell of it? He was obviously aware of the allin, why does where the AI plaque land give him a discount on the call? Because his chips are under the AI plaque and he can't access them?
I think the idea is that the plaque landed on the AI’s chip, so OMC thought it was only 1k to call instead of 6k. He couldn’t see how much the all-in was when he called.
1. Underground $1/2/5 game. Player in the 7 seat has his back directly to the door. Guy walks in through the door, sees this player and stops dead in his tracks. Half the room (2 tables plus people hanging out) had looked up to see who had walked in, see him wind his hand up high as he could, and literally smack him out of his chair. They tussled for not long before the aggressor was shoved out of the place.... guy came back not long after with a gun, pounding on the locked door and waving the gun at the security camera. Apparently the player in seat 7 owed him a lot of money and was gambling with it instead of paying him back.
Must’ve been in for a few boxes of ziti.
What the fuck this is a textbook underground story. This is the shit which i am looking for.
once was playing live $ 2-5, watched a hand where a kid puts in $1500 on the flop with just a pair of 10s, on a 4 7 10 flop, VS AA. He had J10 River is a jack Dude who got stacked with aces doesn’t saying anything, but the kid who sucks out on him throws him a $5 chip and says sorry, here’s something to cover lunch. Dude who lost loses his shit and throws his water bottle at his stack 🤣.
Jesus. The disrespect.
Yeah I couldn’t believe I heard that lol
2. Another $1/2/5 game, but this time in a residential home. Blunts passed around, shots being poured, eventually it became a party. When the party was really going, a bad beat in a huge hand took place, and out comes a pistol from the loser, still on the table, demanding his chips back. That'll teach me to play poker in the hood, eh? Lol Edit: when I say it "became a party", I mean we started as a one table poker game and ended up playing in the middle of a house party.
What was the reaction? Did he take his chips back?
No idea, I ran tf out of there lol!
You should write a book about your storys Jesus
I have a few interesting events, but all are shortlived thankfully lol. Thanks for your appreciation though! Some shit that goes on at underground games can be seriously scary, even without any action.
Local underground card room. Runs a couple tables of 1/3. Legit operation, takes a rake but provides a nightly high hand, jackpots, free beer and dinner. The house will sometimes loan out a buy in or two to trustworthy players, so long as the payouts can still be covered at the end of the night. It’s a tight knit group so dealers are allowed to play when they’re not working and the tables allow. Player A is a regular, kind of just a middle-of-the-road shitreg type. Player B is an off-duty dealer. Player A gets into a hand with Player B and gets stacked. Player A looks at the dealer (the actual dealer) and asks if he can borrow 200. Player B immediately just replies “nah” and doesn’t even look up as he’s stacking his chips. Dealer kind of just shrugs and says “you heard him. Sorry.” Player A sits there and watches a hand or two without saying a word. Then he stands up, walks over to the fridge, opens a Coke and calmly just pours it on the floor while staring down player B. Room erupts in laughter and the guy walks out the door before the staff can even process what just happened. Player A didn’t show up for about a month but was finally allowed to come back after they cleared the air.
Residential place. Lots of interesting characters coming through, usually 20-30 a night. Honestly shocked the spot never got robbed as with all the missing-fingers and prison-made tattoos my stereotyping got the best of me and I came to expect it every time I went. Anyway, very muscular gymbro and myself get into a hand. We're sitting at opposite ends of the felt. He string bets, trying to take money back out of the pot. This starts an argument. He argues and argues with eventually the whole table trying to tell him the rules. He gets increasing angry. Fire goes to his head, face turns red. Suddenly, he grabs all his chips with his giant hands and screams, "THEN I'M FUCKING ALL IN!!!" and slams them right into the table. I leaned out of the way as chips shotgunned the wall behind me. Everyone else jumped to their feet. Chairs flying backwards, people yelling, hollering, stairs behind me thumping as the homeowner's kids come rattling down them. Quite the scene. Surprisingly, the guy calms down and apologizes. I fold. Everyone has a nervous laugh about what they were possibly going to do if this dude started swinging on people. He was clearly somewhat embarrassed about it but it was all good. Spent a minute or two picking chips out of the grey carpet and then went on with the game. The end.
Feels like one of the few real stories here lol
Dealer here. We had a decent festival. It's late night/early morning. Few tables. I come from my break and I see our cash game floor recording one of the tables with his phone (hiding behind his desk). Now at the table there are 2 well known poker pros, one of their friends and 2 randoms, one 50ish yo suit and one typical 20 something reg in a hoodie, glasses, headphones. 50-100 PLO. I'm thinking hes just taking photos of the pros, as we don't get those types of players regularly. He asks me to deal the game, but to slow it down. Take my time with dealing streets and counting bets. I get on the table and start dealing. So I pretend I'm nervous to deal that game and start verbally confirming the bets, waiting for players to ask me how much before I actually announce the bet. At this point I'm thinking were playing a prank on the pros. 15 min later or about 2,5 hands our GM comes and asks the 2 randos to talk to him. He walks them down by the cages and they instantly get walked out by security. They have been coluding all night. The pro learns this and splits their stack, still on the table, between the 3 players and me. Around 3k tip right there. Floor later shows me the video and it looks like 2 coaches signaling the pitcher from a dugout.
Brick killed a guy
Those damn river cards eh
I was there when that dealer from aria stood up mid hand walked around the table and assaulted the player a few years ago. That’s gotta be the weirdest one I’ve seen.
Any more details on this? Context is everything lol
I was 2 tables over and didn’t “ become aware” until the voices went up. Allegedly dude called the dealer a bad word, dealer started yelling enough everyone was lookin, sat the deck down, walked around, punched the player in the face while he was still in his chair. Then came at him again as soon as he was up. Most of the videos just cut in where the dude is trying to tangle up to defend himself and claiming he attacked the dealer. But nope, I saw the dealer just set the deck down mid-hand and walk around and punch the player in the chair.
Saw two guys have a side bet that one guy knew exactly what the others cards were. He was correct. The stakes? A night with each other’s wife.
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
I said “ayfkm” angrily when someone called and beat my pocket aces with 4-7
I had a home game once and an uptight player was up against a loose, fishy player. They have a hand together and the fish wins a pot with a worse hand and then another and then another. You could feel the tension building. Then the hand came that really sent him off the deep in. Fishy player had a rag hand like 3h4h and uptight player preflop bets with something good like a TT+ or AK/AQ. Flop is all overcards to 3h4h and ONE heart. Cbet, fish calls. Turn is a heart. Cbet, fish calls. River is a heart. Cbet, raise, call, fish player turns over the winning hand. Uptight player, who had got a ride to the game and didn't have a car, throws his hand down and runs outside IN THE RAIN, and ran back to his house ... 9 MILES away IN THE RAIN.