Caesars 1K Final Table

I walk in as they're dealing the first hand. I blame the gf's driving skills for the delay.

Apparently I miss counted my chips and I only have 338,000 and not 388,000. Stupid Heinenkens. Oh well, let's get it going.

I don't know what table this is but I'm in seat 4.

Table draw:

Seat 1: that bad skin guy that cracked my set on day one.
Seat 2: mr 3 bets. One of this Internet nerds.
Seat 3: Tracy Nguyen, pearljammers gf
Seat 4: JDN
Seat 5: Internet nerd with bad teeth bad gums and bad hair, and no it's not Dr Pauly.
Seat 6: big dude. Really big dude.
Seat 7: rwg, a Ginger
Seat 8: rwg
Seat 9: that Mexican guy from the wsop or the human rain delay as Jeremiah calls him
Seat 10: Swedish kid

Well, I get a walk in my first big blind, which is nice. Then all the other short stacks double up with KK, KK, and QQ. The best hand I've seen is A4 off.

After 40 minutes of play we take a break. 325K. I pretty sure I had 388K to start with. I only won one hand and I still have 325K. Dealers are smoking crack.

I order a heineken and I win 2 straight hands. Up to 450K. Heineken, it's magical!

Order another heineken, win another pot. 600K.

Tracy bust the big guy with TT vs A9 and we're finally down to 9. The real final table.

In the 15K/30K level I raise from early position with 22. The Ginger in seat 6 flat call with 245K behind. Alert Will Robinson!

The flop falls 2 4 T. I check, he checks. The turn is a 7. I check again. He puts in his stack and I call. He shows AA.

Blank on the river and I rake the pot.

I'm up over 1 meeeeeeellion in chips for one hand before I pay the blinds.

Ugly Internet guy busted by clueless bad skin guy when he over shoves with AQ and goes out in 8th place. Down to 7.

Just shy of 1 million when we go on break.

Mr 3 Bets busts the rwg and we're down to 6.

Tracy puts me to the test when she moves in from the small blind for 560K with blinds at 20K/40K. I look down at 33.

Gawd! Ok. I think it through. I know she probably has an ace and a over. It's a bit of a over shove but that's not too important. I'm sure I'm racing but, do I wanna be in a race for 70% of my chips?

I finally decide to fold face up. A couple of hands later I ask her if she had A7. She says "something like that." Ding! I'm right.

Good fold by me.

Few orbits later its folded to the clueless bad skin guy in the small blind, he raises it up and the Mr 3 Bets calls. The flop comes Q J 6. Bet call. The turn is a 4. Check check. The river is another 4. I look at clueless guy and see him mouth the word "damn" and smile. 3 Bets isn't even looking at him. I wanna slap him and tell just to look to you right. He doesn't. Clueless guy slowly bets out 500k. Look at him!!! Mr 3 Bets calls and clueless guy shows Q4. C'mon internet kid, look at the people you're playing with.

After raking the pot he tries to give knucks to 3 Bets and gets denied. Listen guy, don't try to buddy up with people you just crippled.

At this point I begging to get heads up with this guy. I could get all his chips with preflop mini raises.

Clueless guy starts stacking the chips from the 2 million chip pot and when he looks down at then next hand, he limps. He's limping in a 6 handed final table. First one of the day. I instantly put him on a pair. Tens minimum.

Its folded to me in the small blind and I look down at 45 off. I call and the big blind checks. The flop comes 4 5 6. Gotcha bitch. I bet out 110K. Big blind folds and clueless bad skin guy raises to 300K. Maybe he has AA. Makes sense to me. I've seen this guy check down TT on a 7 high board.

Aces or kings make a lot of sense to me here. I'm all in for 800K. He calls pretty quickly and show 66 for top set. I'm almost drawing dead. He stands up to shake my hand and I just walk away from the table shaking my head.

6th place. Fuck me.

JDN

Hades part 3

I get clocked in at 1:32 even though I've been sitting at the table since 1:15. The floor person called "Bill" is a moron.

Oh well 22.5 more hours to go and 3 days left. I'm going to try and get 12 hours in today.

The day starts out great when my aces get cracked by J8. Down $60.

I've gotten so bored that I'm counting hands per hour. It took 14 minutes for the first 9 hands and 27 minutes for 18 hands. So I'm looking at 35-40 hands an hour and in the neighborhood of 450 hands over the 12 hours that I'll be here today. Gawd that's depressing.

Retarded cocktail waitress is back. Why can't she have a day off?

I keep telling myself that this whole 40 hour thing is not about results. Otherwise I would be playing the 5/10 at bellagio. I'm just putting in hours for the overlay. Though I much rather just pay a $500 entry fee than do 40 hours in H E double hockey sticks.

I haven't won a hand yet and the guy next to me just went south for $200.

So here are my hour 18 results:
-$190
1 Heineken

2:56pm
I win my first hand of the day when my Q high holds up in a four handed pot that gets checked down. That $12 is mine bitches!

Finally win a hand with post flop betting. Of course I had to play it horrible and hit a 2 outer to win it but I'll take it non the less.

I call a $50 bet on the turn with a board reading 2c 5d 6c Qs. I hit my 3rd 3 on the river with a 3c. It tilts the guy so bad he leaves the table.

Hour #19 results:
-$220
1 Heineken

I lose a good sized pot to the crazy old guy with dyed eyebrows in seat 1 when he rivers a 3 outer with his KT vs my AK.

I finally hit a hot streak and win two more hands. I flop trip 8s and bust the middle aged house wife with my T kicker.

Then I get the crazy old dude with the eyebrows, or CODWTE, to call me down with top pair vs my two pair.

I'm on fire!!!

Hour #20 results:
-$200
1 Heineken
1 water
No pee breaks

I look down at KhQs and raise to $11. A house wife calls from the 6 seat as the big blind from the 7 hole. The flop falls Ks Kc 8s. When she bets at flop I know she has a king too. She's done the same thing when she flopped a boat and a nut flush.

So I reraise her to $45 and she moves all in for $150ish. I call as the turn and river come 2s 7s putting 4 spades on the board. She asks if I have a spade and say yes. Then she turns over K7 for the full house. Nice.

She didn't slowroll me on purpose, she's just a noob. The tilter is that her husband is on right and he slapped me on the back and said something like, "Ooh boy!"

The very next hand I limp with Kc7c and it's a family pot. The flop is Ac 9c 4c. Great! How am I going to get any action on this hand.

Seat 9 moves in for $101 from early position. Sweet. I call and then the guy to my left moves in for $225. Awesome.

Seat 9 shows 3c5c, seat 4 shows Jc6c, and open up the da nuts. I just gotta fade the 2c. It doesn't come and I'm up to down $200.

Hour #21(over the hump) results:
-$200
1 Heineken
1 shitty burrito from the food court

The shitty burrito comes back to haunt me and I make a run for the border. Time to do the deuce.

I manage to lose another couple hundred to the lesbian in seat 5 when she hits a set. Down $475.

As I sit here typing this I gotta think to myself that there might be a chance that I cannot beat 1/3 nl game. I'm definitely running cold, ie no flopped sets, no kings in two days, but can I really be this bad? Am I in right profession? Is this a profession?

I've never tried to play this much poker before and I am now realizing why. Cause it sucks. Fuck this shit I'm going home.






Well, I didn't go home. I met up with the GF and got some sushi roku.

I make back to the pokerroom before they pick me up. My luck is changing. I can feel it.

I think this hour 27. Results:
-$400
3 Heinekens
2 deuces

And would you believe, I pick up aces and flop a set! I didn't get much action but it's a step in the right direction.

11:23pm
Well that streak didn't last long. I run into a couple sets and lose another couple hundo.

To top it all off I've developed a weird zit on my hand.



I'm pretty sure I got it from the dirty ass chips. Or the video poker machines at the hooker bar. It's probably a staph infection.

I get pissed and head to the hooker bar to play some video poker. Now I know I said I wouldn't go there any more but it's been a rough day and I need to blow off some steam by losing more money.

Then something different happens. I go on video poker monster motherfucken tear! I hit quads 4 times in 15 minutes on a double bonus machine and walk away up $800 plus a free beer! YEAH BOY!

I'm even for the day. Maybe. I don't know if my accounting is correct. Probably not.

My mood instantly changes I'm happy, I'm ready for the morning, I'm going to play the midnight tournament, and I don't think I have a staph infection anymore.

I decide to play the tournament to get a change of scenery. Since I've already played 11 hours I'll just quietly walk over to the tournament area and keep the clock running.

The tournament is boring and I bust out around 1:30am. I clock out with 29.5 hours credit. Only 10.5 to go.

I'll be back tomorrow to knock this bad boy out.

JDN