Have any of you ever experienced being driven to absolute desperation at the poker table?
You think you've waited so long, finally, you're dealt a good hand. Finally, it's your turn.
So you bet again and again, hoping to win a bit more, just a bit more, then a lot more.
But your opponent keeps calling, every time, keeps matching your bets, until you realize—this isn't a bluff. He's for real; his hand is strong too.
But by the time you come to your senses, it's already too late; you've wagered too much. You can't win it back, and you can't afford to lose.
Still, you're not sure. Your hand is good, but not a guaranteed win. Until the cards are revealed, the outcome won't be known—that's the most agonizing part.
So you're stuck now, unable to back down. What can you do, apart from gritting your teeth, facing the odds, and continuing to match their stakes?
Your only hope is that your opponent's hand isn't better than yours.
He's bluffing! It's fake, fake! All fake!
