My name is Justin Buchanan, and I’m choosing to call this blog post Aces Full of It, because there are going to be a lot of opinions on a lot of things to do with poker presented here, and no doubt many of you reading them will think I’m full of it.

Let’s get one thing straight right now: I don’t care if you do.  I’ve been playing poker since virtually the moment I legally could, and that’s about five years at this writing.  Maybe I haven’t seen it all, but I’ve seen a whole lot of it.  If you see things differently than I do, that’s your business and you have every right to.  You can even state as much each time our opinions diverge.  But if you tell me “I’m right, you’re wrong” and don’t leave it at that, you had better be prepared to back up your assertions with actual, non-fallacious logic or I will not hesitate to rip you to shreds.  That said, if you believe you can back up your view with actual logic, please do not hesitate to do so as there are in fact many occasions when I am indeed full of it.  I don’t mind people pointing it out, I only ask that in pointing it out you do so properly.  All right, without further ado…when writing the first post for a blog, I believe it’s pretty obvious that a guy should choose the topic and how it’s covered in such a way that makes it abundantly clear to prospective readers what they will be in for.  With that in mind, I’d like to talk about “bad beats.”  More specifically, bad beat stories.

Is this you after your AA gets cracked by K7 offsuit?

Bad Beat Stories, And The Players Who Tell Them