
I’m so awesome.
So AIPS killed very little time for me, so I chilled at the room, talked with my Mom and left for The Orleans for the Summer Classic.
A side note from the previous post, the rest of the Bloggers were around the corner at the Sports Book. HA! I was within mere feet of them and bailed. It’s ok.. I wasn’t in the mood to play and probably would have been a sourpuss.
So I get to The Orleans a few hours early to check out the place, find the poker room and grab a bite to eat. Hunger forced me to call off the search of the poker room and I walked into Fridays as the sushi bar was closed. Then I see a blogger table. I found people I know! I’m sure I’ll forget someone, but from what I remember, there was Columbo, Zeem, Falstaff and friend, BadBlood, IronGirl, S.t.B… I’m missing two people I believe. World Famous Dr. Pauly stopped by for a brief moment as well. We ate, we drank, we were ready to play some poker.
Too bad The Orleans setup the Summer Classic as a friggen Super Turbo. 15 minutes levels, craptastic blinds and ante’s after the first hour of play. We actually got ’shuushed’ by another tournament for congratulating a player who hit runner-runner 4s(?), to which the tournament director also ’shuushed’ us and basically told the players who busted out early to leave the tourney area. We’re all friends/acquaintances, we like to cheer each other on. We’re not a random bunch of people in your standard tournament.
I can’t stand turbos. If I had known that the Summer Classic was a poorly structured ‘sure we will take your money, be a prick about it and kick you out as fast as we can‘ tourney, I would have stayed home and play the online version. I will not be playing any tournaments at The Orleans anytime soon.
I had a last longer bet with Laparka, which he won. Short stacked I called MiamiDon’s all in with AQd vs his AKo and at the turn I had 4 to the flush, but missed on the river. I busted like upper 20’s(?) out if 42. That fucking tourney had me on tilt, but the tilt cure was being around the bloggers once again. Vegas by yourself is ass.
Waffles made me lose another $20 by not taking out grubbette and mrs. spaceman to claim the Summer Classic 2007 title. He was short-stacked and Falstaff gave 3-1 odds against Waffles winning. I figured that many suckouts would come Waffles way and took the bet. Less that 5 minutes later, I was handing Falstaff $20.
Afterwards we headed over to the MGM Grand for more mixed games. IronGirl, Penner3 and myself had dinner at the sushi joint at the grand. Good food. IronGirl brought up the fact that not once though dinner did we talk poker strategy, but filled it with Degenerative Disc Disease, Athesma, Allergies, Cats, Dogs.. but of course after she brought up the fact, we went right into poker strategies. Nice.
We finally made it over to the poker room and I watched a few players play a few orbits, thinking about sitting at the $1/$2 NL table. I thought about it a little bit longer, then they broke the table. I believe it was brdweb got moved to a different table which had a Norwegian with $1300 in front of him, max buy in was $200, so he was doing rather well. There was an open seat and tempting fate, I sat down. Bought in for $100. I slowly started to build up a stack. I started to gamboool. I forget a lot of what happened, but Columbo had informed me that we had a fully functional blogger table, of 1/2, that had an open seat. I was already dealt into the current hand, so I called in the dark, and continued to talk to the staff about a table change. I checked the flop in the dark. Continue to talk to the staff. I had the player to my extreme right bet out $15 into a pot of $5. Ok.. time to look at my cards. Q5o. The board shows X5X5 and I raise it up another $15, to which my he re-raises another $15. The river brings a Q, I check, he pushes and I insta-call. He asks if I can beat a set of fives, to which I reply, ‘Yup. Gotta boat.’ As I’m gathering my chips to leave I get dealt into the next hand. I peek and I spy KK. I raise it to $15 and get 3 callers.. I can’t remember much from that point forward.. a lot has blurred, but I think it went to a showdown and the kings held up and I took in another large pot. When I moved to the blogger 1/2 NL table, I had a little over $350.
Now the fun begins. Columbo, Penner, Hoy, MiamiDon, IAK, smokee and a few others which names escape me start it up blogger style. I slowly start building my stack up and get into a massive pot with Don and Penner. I played in the dark until the turn, which I look and see that I have A9o on a board of 8T89.. I forget how the betting goes, but I think I called penner’s call in and Don pushes all in. I have both of them covered and figure I’m still good. So I call. The river escapes me, but I think Penner had 8J? and Don had 78o. The stack I worked so hard on was now a little bit more than my original buy in. Inside I was devastated, outside I’m sure I looked a bit down. Again, things get a bit fuzzy, but I got some chips from smokee once with AQ vs KQ and later I sucked out against him with KJ vs his flopped straight when I rivered a boat. Eventually I hit my high mark for my poker career when I had $634 in front of me.
I told Penner that once I hit above $666 in chips or it was 2:30 am, or I was down to $550, that I would be leaving. I was starting to fade and I didn’t want to donk off all that I had. For now, I wasn’t stuck and I had made a very small profit. I tried to limp in here and there, tried to make a few steals, but ultimately, the time limit hit and I cashed out with $545. Gambling-wise, I’m still stuck, but not by much and I’m in a much better mood, now that I’m with people I know.
During the 1/2 blogger table, Penner and I tried to chop the blinds, but not once in 4 hours were we able to.
Props go out to Penner for bluffing a nice sized pot with the hammer, taking it down, and showing the hammer bluff. Bravo.
Now, I sleep. I can has night night.
tags: hammer, mgm grand, poker, summer classic, travel, wpbt
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