Venetian $500 Deep Stack

It's another rainy day in Vegas. I don't get to say that much but my windshield wipers aren't working and I need to point it out. Well, actually my passenger's side wiper is working perfectly. WTF?

The last few days have been a bit of a rollercoaster for me. I geeked my wrist hitting a ball out of the sand. This stopped masturbation for a few days, then on Thursday I final table the FTOPS PLO8 and was in a good position to take it down before I lost two back to back hands where I was a 72% favorite (thanks to Jeremiah "That Donkey" Smith for running the numbers). I finished 7th and needless to say I was a bit disappointed.

On Friday I had to get 3 stiches in my ass cheek. Don't ask, it's a long story. Katkin said I should roll with it and tell people I was shot. I could call myself 25 cent.

Ewww

As you can tell Katkin is very white. I'm gonna call myself Nickle Cent.

This is the only Deep Stack I'll get to play before I go to LA to play of all things, the LAPC. Better make it count.

Table 28 Seat 2

15k in starting chips with 40 minute levels.

Table draw:

Seat 1: younger guy that looks like Emile Hirsch in Alpha Dog
Seat 2: JDN
Seat 3: an older creepy pedo bear type of guy. I won't go into it because he already busted
Seat 4: Shaky. This guy must have Parkinson's disease. He's wobbling like Muhammad Ali.
Seat 5: a younger east coast guy that's a dead ringer for johnny bax at 25.
Seat 6: big bingo lady with the mega bedazzled shirt and tight jacket combo.
Seat 7: creepy Ginger with a circa '99 chin length flavor saver. He totally looks like Shaft from Rob Liefield's Youngblood.
Seat 8: random latin guy
Seat 9: rwg that never saw a hand that he didn't like
Seat 10: rwg

I catch the creepy ginger bluffing with 9 high in a 10K pot at the end of level 2. He had been playing way too many hands for me to respect him, so I called him down with tens in a board of 3 K K 7 4.

Lacey Jones stops by to say hi and I briefly consider tell her about my ass wound before I decide to let it go.

The Venetian cocktail waitresses, which are way better, in every aspect, to the Caesars ones, have new outfits. That means no more accidental nip slips. Damn! That was half the reason I used to come here to play.

Speaking of asses, mine is starting to hurt.

I'm convinced that Shaky can't read his hands. I just say him limp in early position with 92 off and bet out on a flop of T T T.

I just continue to punish seat 10. I've gotten about half my chips from him. I've caught him firing with ace high twice and had him bet into me when I turned broadway. I hope someone doubles him up soon.

$24,675 at first break. Not bad. Now I gotta find some Advil.

For some reason after break I get all frisky and give away about 5k. I have no idea why I did it and I don't even think I played the hands bad. Maybe that greasy slice of pizza threw off judgment center of my brain.

Creepy Ginger cracks my kings with A7. Sweet!

The hemorrhage continues.

I order a spicy bloody mary to get myself back on track.

Bloody Mary didn't help. I've manage to spew over 8k in less than 30 minutes while never facing a bet bigger than 1100.

Then I raise from early position with 88 and get called by young Johhny Bax before the creepy ginger reraises to 2000. I have to call. So I do. Bax folds then flop rolls out J 4 8. I check and he bets 2500. I call putting him on a wide range of hands. He could have AA, KK, QQ, AK, AQ, or even an a smaller pair. I don't think he has jacks because of the preflop reraise. The turn is a Q. Ick. I don't like that card at all. I don't consider T9 a possibly but I'm gonna check anyway.

Then he takes his time to make his move. Weird. He fiddles with his chips for a while before moving in. This screams AA or KK to me. I call and he shows QQ.

Shiiiiiiiit.

I'm down to 800. I've lost 24K in one level. Awesome.

The very next hand the ginger reraises it up again and seat 1 calls. The flop falls J 8 4, I shit you not. Seat 1 checks as the ginger bets out 2000. Seat 1 raises to 6000 and the creepy ginger folds QQ face up... I guess I played it wrong.

A few hands later I move in for 775 with 99 and get flat called by the big bingo lady. Everyone else folds. She shows JJ and flops a J. Sweet. I'm outta here.

But not before I hit up the video poker bar where I get ID'd before getting a free beer. I love how you can lose $550 without them IDing you but try to get a comp'd beer, "Let's see your ID."

The lady tells me its a complement and I tell her its annoying. She looks at my drivers license and says we're the same age and how she would love to be ID'd. I almost say "lay of the crack," but I hold my tongue and piss $100 away.

So does one do after being beaten down by the unholy trifecta of the creepy ginger, big bingo lady, and crackhead bartender? You head to Casino Royal of course. 100x craps!!

I buy in for $100 and roll 5 points before I 7 out. Sweet! I got some of my dough back.

JDN