When he sat down he began talking way too much. He talked during hands, stood up after he folded and made reference to the hand being played indicating what card he folded (a big no no), took too long to make decisions, never knew what the blinds were...in other words a real amateur who had watched alot of poker on television.
This normally would be the perfect person to have at your table because they will lose all their chips to you. Unfortunately, he was not only a big mouth, but the luckiest big mouth ever. He played hands he shouldn't have and got lucky over and over. His head and bravado grew with each winning hand. It was disgusting. I had a bad run of cards and couldn't do battle. What I did do is learn from the experience, watch how the other players played and moved on.
The biggest prize during the night was a line this guy spoke during one of his diatribes. He was constantly guessing what everyone had and had the worst ability to do so. Those of you who play poker will understand the absurdity of this declaration from him: he said to another player "Did you have pocket queens?" the other player responded: "Yes" the poker savant then said "what was your kicker?".
Enough said, my evening was complete.
