I have come to the conclusion that in Texas Hold ‘em, there is no home field advantage. A rotating but regular group of my friends and I get together every few weeks or so to engage in this friendly little game of chance. The game moves from home to home without any regular schedule or destination, however, like the Superdome for the Super Bowl, my house is one of the better suited for the game. It comes here often and it landed here last night.
Of the several times I have hosted the event, I think I have only come out ahead once – and it wasn’t last night. We’re not talking about huge sums of money here. No one will win or lose their rent – not even close. It’s about bragging rights and fellowship as even the “losers,” such as I was last night, thoroughly enjoy themselves. I lost $20. Having said that and all things being equal, it’s always more fun to win.
Luck is a fickle thing. I thought my pocket aces with an ace on the flop was a pretty good hand. It was probably one of the best hands I had all night. It was not, however, as good as the flush that beat me. That one cost me. I had some early success – not usually a good sign – as well as a late comeback, but in the end the cards just didn’t come for me. Maybe next time, for it’s not as though I always lose… it just seems as though the poker gods do not smile upon me in my home court.