I sat down at a High Card Flush table. For those unfamiliar with HCF, player makes an ante bet, and if so desired (optional) bets the Flush spot and/or the Straight Flush spot. Players and dealer are each dealt seven cards. Of course the Flush and SF spots are where the big money is made if you bet those spots and get lucky.
You look at your cards, and want a minimum of three cards that make a flush, and decide whether to raise or fold the hand. The more cards of the same suit in your hand the better your chance of winning. There is more to it, but this is the basics.
A four card flush, you are hopeful; a five card flush usually wins nice money; a six card doesn't happen often, lovely money; a seven card flush is a player's dream, infrequent and lotsa money. If any or all constitute a straight flush, more money to boot.
OK, now the sob story. Presuming seats are labeled similarly to Blackjack, I sat down at 3rd base. A nice couple was seated at 1st and 2nd. No other spots being played.
The couple had their chips set and the dealer was ready to deal the hand. She stopped to wait for my buy-in. But I wasn't going to delay the game while I fumbled in my purse for my C-notes.
I said "Go ahead."
The nice dealer asked me "Are you sure?" The nice couple at 1st and 2nd even said "We'll wait for you."
Wanting to be a polite player I insisted "No, go ahead, but thanks anyway."
Cards were dealt, 1st base, 2nd base, and dealer. I haven't bought in yet. Can you guess what happened?
Dealer showed her hand...seven clubs! A Seven Card Flush!! And four of them comprised a SF.
Sh^#!!! The dealer's hand would have been my hand had I not been polite! We are talking big, big money here. The kind of thing that makes you want to commit hari kari on the spot.
This 'nice guy' (me) definitely finished last. Thanks for reading. And if you sympathize, thanks again.
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