Lend me your ear for a moment and I'll tell you about an extreme bad beat I experienced recently. It wasn't Dylan, however I'd swear--considering the way the hand was played--the guy was trained by Dylan.
It's the early rounds of a deepstack holdem poker tourney. We're ten handed, and everyone has about 110 big bets. The play has been extremely tight. The standard raise of 3 BBs is taking down most of the pots before the flop, and nobody has 3 bet.
Under the gun I pick up aces and raise to 3 big blinds. It folds around to my opponent. He raises it to 6 BBs, so I 3 bet 30 BBs. He instantly calls. The flop is Q, 9, 3, rainbow. I make about a half pot size bet. He instantly calls, again. The turn is a king of clubs, putting two clubs on board--I have the ace of diamonds and the ace of hearts. I go all in, with just slightly more chips than me, and after going into the tank for what seemed to be an eternity. Eventually he exclaims, "I have to call you." and calls. You'll never guess what he turns over? Two fours. I almost fell out of my chair. The flush draw wouldn't have surprised me, but even if he had given me 10 guesses I could have never put him on fours. Of course, this is a bad beat story, so you probably already guessed what the river was... Of course, the river was a four, crushing my hopes of winning the tournament.
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