I was in the midst of a three day training, having wrapped up Day 2. I decided to forgo dinner and get an early start to my playing. At the time, this was back in 2007, I was playing more cash games then tournaments. I sat down at a 2-4 limit game. I noticed immediately that the clientele at HCP was not as . . . well dressed or well versed in poker as, say at the Commerce. I also noticed that 5 or more players had some pretty stiff drinks at the table.
After about an hour so of middling around not really losing much nor winning much, I realized that if I was going to get any action, I was going to have to show a bluff.
Now, I have always found bluffing ridiculously hard at limit poker. Because for one measly 4 dollar bet, someone can look you up. But I noticed that not a lot of people was calling on the river for a single bet.
I finally found a good spot when the board has AAK and I had 42 in my hand. It was four bet from the flop and turn. On the river, I 3 bet and the other two players both tanked for a bit an folded.
I flipped over my cards and the table erupted. So much so that a floor person came over to see all the commotion.
Needless, to say - I never bluffed another pot for 7 hours that night and raked in my largest cash win ever for limit holdem. About a thousand dollars.
I was tempted to pull an all nighter as the game was so good, but I had to work the following morning, so around 1am or so, I wracked my stack when a person across the table TOLD me that I was not allowed to leave.
I calmly said that there was nothing that could keep me here. The dealer, quite smartly, called the floor over, I was given an escort to my car and then to the drive leading out of the casino parking lot to ensure no one was following me.
I hadn't realized until a bit later that Thursday happen to be the last day in August. I assumed that most of those folks, probably, got paid that day and decided to let their money ride in a poker game.
It sure did ride . . . right into my pocket.