I am absolutely incandescent with rage.

I have just busted in about 1,500th place in the Pokerstars Sunday $250k with the worst f&%£ing beat of all time.

I had been playing brilliantly.

Usually, to get this deep in an insanely massive tourney of 30,000 players, you need to win some serious coin flips.

Tonight, having won my $11 seat in a breeze in a $1 satellite, I played like Phil Hellmuth on acid.

I took down pots right, left and centre. I was unstoppable. I was on fire.

That was until some joker called 'georgeman88' decided to call my 10♥, K♠ all-in with 8♣,9♣ AFTER the flop had come K♦,2♠,8♥.

The money was just about to get serious and I couldn't keep the grin off my face as he pushed.

I had him dominated. I was going to double up and take the rest of the tournament down.

And then comes the turn...a freakin 9.

And on the river...ANOTHER freakin 9!!!

So I end up with a pathetic $35 for four-and-a-half hours of brilliant play. And the idiot who called me will be up all night chasing tens of thousands. Of MY cash!

I have no idea what the odds of that happening on 4th and 5th Street were. And I don't want to know.

But I do know that 'Brick' (which, incidentally, rhymes with Dick)T63 immediately rubbed my face in it by posting "lol nh georgeman88" to the lucky frickin bastard in the comment box.

Hmph. Be warned, Sunday night losers.

Hell hath no fury like a bad beat blogger in this mood.

As the weird video in that wackjob film The Ring says...you have Seven Days.