Arrival and Harrah's
We got to Vegas at 4:30 Thursday afternoon and were sitting at a poker table at Harrah's within about an hour. We sat down at $1-$2. I typically mix it up 50/50 between that and the $2-$5 tables, but my recent experience has suggested that I do much better at $1-$2, so I decided to concentrate on that.
The poker room at Harrah's is ok - nothing special. But it was in our hotel and we were hungry to play quick. Adam was moved to my table shortly after we started, and we played until 1:30am. I made $262 without having any particularly interesting hands. I once got lost in the casino when I took a 1-orbit breather from poker. I played 1 hand of blackjack, on which I doubled down and won $200. It was a good night. We tucked in early (well, 1:30 is early for Vegas).TI - tournament and cash game
The next day we went to TI for the 11:00 am tournament. It was $65 no-rebuy. I got eliminated early and bought back in (technically, I was an "alternate", not a re-buyer, the difference being had there been a line of alternates, I would have left the table and gone in the back of the line). Adam and I made the final table. I got 9th place when my JJ hit a set on the flop against J9s. He shoved, I called. He got running diamonds to make a flush. Brutal beat. Adam got 8th, and we soon got a $1-$3 table going.
I liked $1-$3 a lot more than $1-$2. Similar to $2-$5, it was easier to fold the SB when it was < 1/2 of the BB. Also, having the BB an odd number meant a lot of rounding up of flop beats. This exponentially increased the size of the pots. So, we could win a pot that was similar in size to a pot in $2-$5, but it only costs you $4 per orbit rather than $7.
The table had all sorts of donkeys, including a guy from Portugal who dumped the GNP of Portugal on our table and lost some big hands to Adam and me. He once bet all-in into Adam's obvious nut straight on the river with a lowly two pair.
One donkey, who had about $150 in front of him turned to me and Adam (who had a combined $2400 in front of us) and said (pointing at all three stacks), "this is like Murderer's Row here." He also told us that, "I am no Daniel Negreanu, but if I stare at your face, I can figure out what you have". I'm no Sigmund Freud, but I can look at your face and figure out that you are an idiot.
A buddy of mine from Aberdeen, Scotland played at our table (what are the chances?). He took some money from me, but it was good seeing / catching up with him.
I hit a nice streak of three winning hands: AA beat KK, A5s flopped a straight and rivered a flush and then my JJ busted a QQ. These three hands netted me $500. I sat on my big stack without much ado before we went back to the hotel to shower. An 8-hour session netted me $400.Venetian and back
We went to Tao at the Venetian for dinner. We had 15 minutes to kill, so I played BJ and made $250 while we waited. Tao was nice. I was a bit peaved that our 9:15 reservation didn't get us a table until 10:00, but oh well. The food was good (I had Pad Thai, he had wasabi-crusted salmon).
We headed home and I made a late stop at the craps table to get a free cognac. That cognac ended up costing me $400 as we seemed to crap out just one roll after making the point about 8 straight times. Then I went to bed.Wynn and the long home stretch
We woke up on Saturday morning knowing we need our rest (we had a Sunday flight but no room for Saturday night). Neither one of us could sleep, so we went for breakfast and ran some errands and got to the Wynn. After a 15 minute wait, they started a $1-$3 game. Once again, Adam and I not only sat at the same table, we sat right next to each other. Poker can bore you out of your mind at times, so having someone to shoot the breeze with is good.
I bought in for $600 (there is no limit on the buy in). I ran it up to $1,500 at one point by hitting quads and a straight flush. I cashed out with $1,000.
The French dude next to us was friends with Eva Longoria and Tony Parker, which made watching the Spurs game interesting. Damn Frenchie wouldn't pay me off on the river on my quads or my straight flush. (I have a separate post in the making on how to play quads. The Cliff's Notes version is to not play them like I did.)
If you play poker with me (particularly if you have played with me in a casino), then you know that I kinda go out of my way to act fishy. The act usually works, but here is the irony: when somebody makes a comment to suggest that I am a fish, I get really pissed off. This happened at the Wynn with one dude who kept criticizing my play. So, when he bet into my winning hand and got felted, I said "nice bet". Kinda dickish of me, but it was just tit for tat.
While he was away, I made my best move of the trip. I re-raised a chick pre-flop with KK and she came back over the top. I called and the flop came up ragged. She moved all-in. I don't recall the amounts but we both had deep stacks. I folded the KK face up and got some serious reaction from the table. I know she had AA. All of the sudden, it seemed the fish act was up. My nemesis stopped critizing me after returning and hearing the story.
At some point late in the 17-hour session, I took a 1-orbit breather at the craps table and lost $199. Craps indeed.
One very unfortunate hand involved me against an Asian version of Robert Smith. Robert and I made it to the river, and I moved all-in (my only true balls-to-the-wall play) with something like middle pair. I was representing the flush that came on the river. He thought forever before he flipped up his cards (in front of him, not "over the line") and stared at my face. My face looked at his card,s and my expression seemed to say "oh crap he not only has me beat, he is quite likely to call". He called (according to him - and I believe him - solely on the grounds of my facial expression) and I lost a big one. Do all casinos allow you to show your cards? I know some do, but I thought that some don't. I know that you can't in tournaments, but have you ever seen a hand called dead in this situation?
The other bush league thing he did was having his $100 notes buried under his chips. Had I known he had that cash, I might not have made a move on him.
After a 17-hour session, we cashed out and headed to the airport. I made $400.
In summary, I made:
-$ 130 poker tournaments-$ 190
craps, BJ and sports
$742 net winner (this is truly net, as all waitress and dealer tips are already taken out above).
So, my 31 hours of poker got me north of $900, and table games still favor the house. My Vegas winning streak is getting silly (but not as silly as my Oklahoma losing streak).