Faced off against the ultimate "shove every hand" maniac in a 3-max battle that perfectly encapsulates poker's cruel sense of humor. Started by correctly folding trash hands (4s2c, 8s2c, 9s5c) to constant all-ins, slowly bleeding blinds while making technically perfect decisions. Got pocket aces TWICE - first time (AsAh vs JcKd) I doubled up with a full house, thinking justice finally prevailed. Then the poker gods decided to have some fun: AsAd vs Js7c, I'm 87% favorite pre-flop, and this lunatic hits a perfect straight (Tc-9s-8c-Qc-3d) needing exactly a Jack. Mathematical middle finger delivered with surgical precision. This is why poker is simultaneously the most frustrating and addictive game - you play perfectly, get premium hands as massive favorites, and still watch trash cards find magical ways to destroy you. The variance lesson continues: even pocket aces are just suggestions to the poker gods, not guarantees.