That is about how I sum up my time in the Skillz event last night. Played for about 50 minutes, made a really stupid call, and finished my beer.
My call was beyond stupid. I was going to make a play for the low, knowing I didn't have the nut low, hoping my opponent had just caught his flush. It should be an easy fold, move onto the next hand and get those chips back. But I hit the call button and felt like a complete jackass for making such a dumb click.
On a brighter note, the Stanley Cup is finally here. Hey Pittsburgh, welcome to Detroit!
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