This one stung a little

Fifty-five players left in multi freeroll. Only top 40 get anything.

Me, around top 25 in chip counts. Not guaranteed to cash by a longshot, but feeling comfortable.

My better judgment, offering advice, "You know, you could just sit out right now and coast into the money."

My stubborn streak, "Don't listen to him. There's no glory in coasting. Go for the gusto!"

Me, big blind, AKs.

UTG, raise.

Cutoff, reraise.

My better judgment, vainly trying to get my attention, "Fold, dummy."

My stubborn streak, "Don't worry. Maybe they have a small pair, but probably not. They've probably each have a high ace also. At worst, you're tied with one of them, and at best, you've got them both dominated. And look at all that pretty money in the center of the table!"

Me, call.

Flop, AKJ.

Me, bet.

UTG, raise.

Cutoff, reraise all-in, has me covered.

Better judgment, screaming now, "FO-O-O-O-O-O-OLD!"

My stubborn streak, taking full command at this point, "Ignore him. You have TOP TWO PAIR! Of course you can't fold! What could they possibly have? They couldn't have called all that action preflop with a Q-10, so you don't have to worry about the straight. Of course, one or both could have trips ... No, that's not possible. You have this hand won, no question about it."

Me, call all-in.

UTG, call.

I show my top two pair.

UTG shows trip aces.

Cutoff shows trip jacks.

Dammit.

My better judgment, getting cocky now, "Told you so, but you never listen to me."