Sunday Night Date Night, Drunken 10-20NL
"I flopped quads." Uggggggghhhhhh.... damn my head hurts. I've been awake for about half an hour. It's 6:07pm. I just popped an 800ml tab of Mexican Ibuproferen. Like, really... it's from Mexico. I'm hungry. I stink. Lara informed me of that. But damn was it a good night last night!It all started somewhere around 6:30pm when Lara left the house headed to the Wynn for a date night. We went and saw Le Reve, the new Franco Dragone show. I was really excited to see the show because of the themes that Dragone was employing, and I completely missed all of that. Flew right over my head. And I'm usually pretty good at picking up that kind of stuff. Instead I enjoyed the beauty and the awesomeness of the acrobatics that the performers were pulling off. Pretty flippin incredible actually. The show was well worth it.
From there we headed to Capo's for dinner... the goodest Italian restaurant ever. Unfortunately my regular server wasn't there, but the food was still as delicious as ever! We went to the Bellagio after that to try and round up some kids for a little late night fun. It ended up being Lara, myself, and my buddy Jay who went to VooDoo on top of the Rio. Jay is a friend of mine from Minnesota who now lives in San Diego. I really believe he has a promising future in the poker world. He's been professional for a few years now and is a better hold'em player than I am, but like many of the Minnesota boys, he's generally avoided any kind of fanfare. I think however that he sees the metagame value in all that extra stuff and is going to give it his best shot. He's young, good looking, talented, and a ton of fun, all the necessary elements for a following.
After some cocktails at 51 stories, we decided to go play some dice. Who's idea? Lara's of course. We'll make this long story short. No clue when we started. We quit sometime around 5am. Lara made over $1k. I made over $1800. Jay made over $4k. Good times. But wait... it gets better. From there we took a cab back to the Bellagio where Jay was staying and my truck was parked, and naturally had to wander into the poker room. Not sure how it happened, but I took an open seat to "kill some time" in a 10-20 NLHE game.
Now, don't forget... I'm way hammered at this point. Not destroyed by any means, but I couldn't even operate a R/C car at that point much less any other form of machinery. I think that's why I decided to sit for a while, because I was too drunk to drive. Clearly a good time to sit in the highest stakes game in the room at the point, right? The good news though is that I realized my intoxication and the image that I could cultivate, and I used that to the maximum.
I dropped my flag ($5k chip) on the table and asked for a rack and three, which means one rack of $20 chips and 3 $1k chips. I told the table in my best drunken slur that I was putting these three yellow chips in my pocket and they could only take my two thousand. I was drunk, but something was clicking in my mind actually. My reads were spot on, and I used my image perfectly. I bluffed a guy in the very first hand I played with king high on the river. He told me he had ace high. I then said, "If you have ace high, you should call because that beats my king high." He then folded. I showed my king high.
The best hand of the night came when a guy opened from the hi-jack (two off the button) and I read him as weak in the small blind, plus I had to mix up my game a little bit, so I re-raised with the 22 to $420. He called. Flop: 227. I immediately bet $500. LOL. Good slowplay, right? He raises to $1500. I re-raise for an additional $1200ish, total bet of $2700. He finally calls. "I flopped quads." Damn that was fun to say.
Lara meanwhile crushed the 2-5 NL game for over a thousand, and we finally walked to the cage together somewhere around 8:30am. Good date night. As I was cashing out, she asked me how much I was in for. $2k I told her. The cashier counted over $12k in chips. OH MY GOD. I booked a win in one hammered three hour session of a game that I suck at for over ten thousand. I've never won five digits in a cash game before. Ever. It was a pretty sweet feeling. However, thinking back on the night, I obviously cashed out the three yellow chips in my pocket, so I only won over $7k in three hours of drunken poker. What a sweet feeling. I might have to give the ol NL a few more shots!
Peace and good luck,
Devo
posted by Devo @ 7:33 PM
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