Vegas Trip - Come, Take a Walk with Me!
by StrayBullet on 10/06/07
Day7, Thursday continued:
Damn, all I can taste is fruit juice from whatever umbrella’d concoction I was throwing down my gullet last nite (hey Mrs Lederer ) and cigar smoke Not that indecisiveness is necessarily bad but it does lead to doing things on the cuff and that’s exactly what happened!
I’ve kinda had in the back of my head that I’d like to take in the show, “Love” and I went into ticket hunting mode. Of course the only seat available last nite was an obstructed view for the 10pm show, not really my idea of fun and since poker was firmly on the schedule for Friday and Saturday, that was now a wash. I finally decided to just head down to the strip and meander from there. I parked at TI and made my way to the Fashion Mall to check out the half-price ticket outlet. Couldn’t really find anything that tickled my fancy, ‘cept for the Fab4 show at PH, but since it was already 5:35pm, there was no way I’d make the show. What to do with myself now? What the hell, I’ll wander down the strip and see what kind of action I can find.
With no real destination in mind, I started my strip casino crawl I hung out at the Mirage for a bit just watching the city go by as I emptied my loose coins into the water. I thought about heading back to TI for the 7pm tourney but I wanted to spread out my play a bit, so southward it was. I crossed the street and made stops at Venetian, Imperial Palace, Harrah’s and Flamingo. Nothing much to note, except for the “ladies” grooving it up to the lip-synched gyrations of “La Vida Loca.” Then my walk took a turn as my trip had transformed into a game of “spot the hooker.” I HIGHLY recommend playing on your next trip; it can be a real blast! I ended up at Margaritaville and picked up my first rum runner of the evening I hung out there for a while just watching the world go about their business, also highly recommended! By this time, I’d gotten the proverbial wild hair and wanted a cigar. So I snagged another drink and hit the pavement. I knew I could get some at Caesars but I’d already been the Fuente shop once so again, I decided to spread my “play” a bit. The target destination, Partargas, which is just north of MGM After making my target, I picked up a couple of sticks, fired one up and started the trek back north. On my way back to TI, I made stops at PH, Paris and Bally’s. Of course when I crossed paths with Margaritaville again, I picked up another rum runner. I’m FIRMLY convinced that you can’t get drunk in this town unless you’re standing still I also popped my head into Bellagio and Caesars before heading back into TI to finally play some cards
When I finally landed at home base, I was warmly greeted by Troy, who hasn’t seen me in months, but instantly recognized me and even recalled my name. Now you may ask why that even makes it into a trip report, but it’s significant to me! This year, I’ve played several times at the Venetian and while it’s only been for tournaments, it’s been several $550 deep-stack events, including a $1060 event during the World Series. I don’t mention this to brag but by comparison, it’s much less than what I’ve dropped at TI. Now I know the rooms are drastically different in size and number of players, I’d expect to be treated as I’ve been at TI. I’ve talked to Anthony and Andrew several times at Venetian during my tournament play, even discussing AVP but when I greeted Anthony last nite, I was met with a look of, “who the hell are you and why are you bothering me?” Everyone’s opinion is valid but when faced with the comment along the lines of AVP and 2+2 being “worthless” that was the cue to take my leave, “take care.” I’m still shaking my head about it this morning. I also let Troy know last nite, how much I appreciate the way the players are treated in their poker room, it goes a LONG way! And since it’s a customer service business, at some get it Pretty sad in my opinion but I guess when you have the business that Venetian and Bellagio does, you can “afford” to not give a damn! THANKS AGAIN Troy!!!!
The 7pm was still in full force with no cash game going as yet when I finally settled in around 8:30pm. But in the meantime I chatted it up with OD and ILikeCheese . We didn’t have to wait long, a game got underway shortly with about 6-7 players and a splash pot to kick things off. Limped around by everyone until the bb had to go and ruin it all by raising, and of course we all came along for the ride. It was a king-high board, non-flushing and non-connected. The bb lead out for about a pot sized bet and it’s folded to me in late position. The bet just didn’t smell right to me, so I pushed. I’d only bought in for $145, the chips I’d won from placing 4th in the AVP tourney, so it wasn’t a massive over-raise. The bb just about insta-call and we hold our cards till the rest of the board is dealt. When it settled, I immediately turned over my KTo for top-pair, no kicker, he tabled his cards, leading me to think I was beat. When I saw that all he had was AJo, the pot was pushed my way and it was time to find out what the splash would add. It was another $25, I threw a $5 in for Issac and I went into card dead lockdown Once again, I’m not an adept cash game player, so I’d decided to jump into the 10pm tourney, cashing out $300 from my original $145 buy-in, I’m happy! Thanks for stacking my chips Troy
I drew seat 10, and went to work. I was chatting up my side of the table, generally having fun. And of course, the rum runners kept flowing, with an addition or two from Kahunaville I was able to steal a few orphaned pots and semi-bluff once or twice. But I ended up giving back 1k chips on a steal gone bad. With no cards to really speak of, it was all I could do to acquire chips. When we come back from the first break, I’m in the bb, 200/400. I probably have about 4k in chips after posting. UTG limps with UTG+1 as well as another player and the sb all coming along for the ride. With the pot building, I feel it’s a prime opportunity to pick up all that dead money. Surely if someone had a REAL hand, they would’ve raised somewhere along the limp-fest. I raise, adding an additional 2200 chips if anyone cares to play. Without thought, both ep players push and it’s back on me. I have to call for the additional 300 chips and table my 83o I’m up against KTo and JTo, WTF?!?!?! Well, at least I’m live On the very next hand, I have AQ in the now short-stacked sb and it’s an auto-call against the late position bettor. I have him dominated as he tables KJo, but when he spikes his jack on the flop, I’m drawing thin. I don’t get there, so it’s, “nice hand, good luck y’all” and I’m homeward bound. It seems like that phrase is too engrained into my poker language lately. I need to be hearing that more, and speaking it less!
Well, you’re as caught up as I am. Today it’s Caesars for the noon tourney then a possible trip downtown to play at Binions later this evening. Should be interesting considering the Bike convention is in town!
Damn, all I can taste is fruit juice from whatever umbrella’d concoction I was throwing down my gullet last nite (hey Mrs Lederer ) and cigar smoke Not that indecisiveness is necessarily bad but it does lead to doing things on the cuff and that’s exactly what happened!
I’ve kinda had in the back of my head that I’d like to take in the show, “Love” and I went into ticket hunting mode. Of course the only seat available last nite was an obstructed view for the 10pm show, not really my idea of fun and since poker was firmly on the schedule for Friday and Saturday, that was now a wash. I finally decided to just head down to the strip and meander from there. I parked at TI and made my way to the Fashion Mall to check out the half-price ticket outlet. Couldn’t really find anything that tickled my fancy, ‘cept for the Fab4 show at PH, but since it was already 5:35pm, there was no way I’d make the show. What to do with myself now? What the hell, I’ll wander down the strip and see what kind of action I can find.
With no real destination in mind, I started my strip casino crawl I hung out at the Mirage for a bit just watching the city go by as I emptied my loose coins into the water. I thought about heading back to TI for the 7pm tourney but I wanted to spread out my play a bit, so southward it was. I crossed the street and made stops at Venetian, Imperial Palace, Harrah’s and Flamingo. Nothing much to note, except for the “ladies” grooving it up to the lip-synched gyrations of “La Vida Loca.” Then my walk took a turn as my trip had transformed into a game of “spot the hooker.” I HIGHLY recommend playing on your next trip; it can be a real blast! I ended up at Margaritaville and picked up my first rum runner of the evening I hung out there for a while just watching the world go about their business, also highly recommended! By this time, I’d gotten the proverbial wild hair and wanted a cigar. So I snagged another drink and hit the pavement. I knew I could get some at Caesars but I’d already been the Fuente shop once so again, I decided to spread my “play” a bit. The target destination, Partargas, which is just north of MGM After making my target, I picked up a couple of sticks, fired one up and started the trek back north. On my way back to TI, I made stops at PH, Paris and Bally’s. Of course when I crossed paths with Margaritaville again, I picked up another rum runner. I’m FIRMLY convinced that you can’t get drunk in this town unless you’re standing still I also popped my head into Bellagio and Caesars before heading back into TI to finally play some cards
When I finally landed at home base, I was warmly greeted by Troy, who hasn’t seen me in months, but instantly recognized me and even recalled my name. Now you may ask why that even makes it into a trip report, but it’s significant to me! This year, I’ve played several times at the Venetian and while it’s only been for tournaments, it’s been several $550 deep-stack events, including a $1060 event during the World Series. I don’t mention this to brag but by comparison, it’s much less than what I’ve dropped at TI. Now I know the rooms are drastically different in size and number of players, I’d expect to be treated as I’ve been at TI. I’ve talked to Anthony and Andrew several times at Venetian during my tournament play, even discussing AVP but when I greeted Anthony last nite, I was met with a look of, “who the hell are you and why are you bothering me?” Everyone’s opinion is valid but when faced with the comment along the lines of AVP and 2+2 being “worthless” that was the cue to take my leave, “take care.” I’m still shaking my head about it this morning. I also let Troy know last nite, how much I appreciate the way the players are treated in their poker room, it goes a LONG way! And since it’s a customer service business, at some get it Pretty sad in my opinion but I guess when you have the business that Venetian and Bellagio does, you can “afford” to not give a damn! THANKS AGAIN Troy!!!!
The 7pm was still in full force with no cash game going as yet when I finally settled in around 8:30pm. But in the meantime I chatted it up with OD and ILikeCheese . We didn’t have to wait long, a game got underway shortly with about 6-7 players and a splash pot to kick things off. Limped around by everyone until the bb had to go and ruin it all by raising, and of course we all came along for the ride. It was a king-high board, non-flushing and non-connected. The bb lead out for about a pot sized bet and it’s folded to me in late position. The bet just didn’t smell right to me, so I pushed. I’d only bought in for $145, the chips I’d won from placing 4th in the AVP tourney, so it wasn’t a massive over-raise. The bb just about insta-call and we hold our cards till the rest of the board is dealt. When it settled, I immediately turned over my KTo for top-pair, no kicker, he tabled his cards, leading me to think I was beat. When I saw that all he had was AJo, the pot was pushed my way and it was time to find out what the splash would add. It was another $25, I threw a $5 in for Issac and I went into card dead lockdown Once again, I’m not an adept cash game player, so I’d decided to jump into the 10pm tourney, cashing out $300 from my original $145 buy-in, I’m happy! Thanks for stacking my chips Troy
I drew seat 10, and went to work. I was chatting up my side of the table, generally having fun. And of course, the rum runners kept flowing, with an addition or two from Kahunaville I was able to steal a few orphaned pots and semi-bluff once or twice. But I ended up giving back 1k chips on a steal gone bad. With no cards to really speak of, it was all I could do to acquire chips. When we come back from the first break, I’m in the bb, 200/400. I probably have about 4k in chips after posting. UTG limps with UTG+1 as well as another player and the sb all coming along for the ride. With the pot building, I feel it’s a prime opportunity to pick up all that dead money. Surely if someone had a REAL hand, they would’ve raised somewhere along the limp-fest. I raise, adding an additional 2200 chips if anyone cares to play. Without thought, both ep players push and it’s back on me. I have to call for the additional 300 chips and table my 83o I’m up against KTo and JTo, WTF?!?!?! Well, at least I’m live On the very next hand, I have AQ in the now short-stacked sb and it’s an auto-call against the late position bettor. I have him dominated as he tables KJo, but when he spikes his jack on the flop, I’m drawing thin. I don’t get there, so it’s, “nice hand, good luck y’all” and I’m homeward bound. It seems like that phrase is too engrained into my poker language lately. I need to be hearing that more, and speaking it less!
Well, you’re as caught up as I am. Today it’s Caesars for the noon tourney then a possible trip downtown to play at Binions later this evening. Should be interesting considering the Bike convention is in town!
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