One time, many moons ago, I was playing 3 card brag (nothing wild) in a local club. It was a serious game with hundreds of pounds in it (this was about 25 years ago). There were about ten players, all with plenty of cash and gamblers to a man.
I got three kings, the third best possible hand and about a brazillian to one to get beaten. Basically you put your house on a hand like that. There was I, cool as feck, not a sign. I could have had anything, in spite of the adrenaline flowing thro' the old veins.
It was a mis-deal, someone got 4 cards by accident and the hand was void.