Sweet Victory

Poker night finally went my way. I did well out of the gate and fell on hard times: my modus operandi. Got to the point I was forced to go all-in by the big blind when it was at 40 (I had 35 of the 1600+ chips that were in play at that point), but that's where I caught my first River card and started a steady climb. I feel (a little) guilty about catching cards on the River and doubling up twice at my brother's expense; but, I've been screwed out of pots that should've been mine enough times that I deserved to finally be on the delivering end of a bad beat.