First night
Jun 17, 2008 in General
Grooh. Have hazy recollections of a midday tomorrow (by personal body-clock) beat from Carlos, whose jacks made a set on the river against my disguised kings for a fairly monster pot. Could have used the funds, as I’d broken my Vegas poker cherry by busting in level 2 of the Ceasars medium-stack event ($150), and then getting it all in with top pair against an overpair in the second hand (!) of the $125 sit-and-go I sat into shortly afterwards to bide my time while I waited for a sandwich to arrive.
Rather a classic poor play in both events on my part, but honestly felt rather zombied at the end of a 8 hour extended waking day. Having established that I wasn’t playing my A-game (or for that matter my B- or C-game), what I was doing taking a seat in a $1/2 NL against the boys I’ll never know. However I do at least think I was playing cash to a reasonable standard, and hey, I could hardly pass up a chance to check-out the Venetian poker room, even if it was getting towards the small hours of an already long day.
Maybe tomorrow would prove to be more fruitful at the tables…