I had a bad feeling about this hand when this guy called my raise and my bet on the flop. I felt like he might have a set or something and might have turned a boat. So I played cautiously. But I was right after all - he did have a boat. It's just that he got lucky. I'm beginning to hate this fucking game.
Then, when I make the correct play and fold (though I probably have to check the math here), Lady Luck grants me the card I need. It just doesn't make sense. Maybe to get lucky, you just have to play bad sometimes?
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