I mentioned earlier in the month that i was off to Vegas for 8 days to play in the Ventetian Deepstack tourneys, now that Iam back and in better health here is my report.

So I arrive there noonish get to the Flamingo my fav hotel and check in. (If ever staying at the Flamingo get a GO room $20 more a night but well worth it)

Day 1 was up and down like Vegas normally is before I left to Vegas I told myself to bet Boston all 3 games as they had just ended a 10 game losing streak and I knew a winning streak was on its way.
I bet Boston at +135 over the Sabres the first night and hit, I lost my other 2 bets as NYI beat Nashville in a SO and Det went over, I had the under.

After the games were done I made it an early night as I had a tourney at 12 and wanted to be well rested.

I buy into the $350 tourney on Wednesday and played 9 hours for nothing. With 60 players to go I was in the top 5 if not chip leader when I had 3 all-ins go bad within a 10 minute span.

Hand 1

Folds to me the button I raise to 5000 blinds are 800-1600 with 10-10. Small blind fold big blind goes all-in for 15k I call. AK vs 10-10 K on the turn. No big deal as I had over 100k in chips.

Hand 2

I have K-J of clubs middle position raise to 5000 small blind calls. Flop comes K-J-10 bet all in call small blind has AQ.

Hand 3

I still have more than the avg stack so I tell myself to slow down and pick my spot. Short stack pushes all in button call, Iam in the BB with KK I go over the top all in to isolate instead the button who has me covered calls. Iam thinking someone has AA nope AJ vs AK vs KK. Gotta like my chances.
A right in the window tourney over for me.

Last time I got knocked out of a tourney I blew a $1000 stupidly so this time I decided to go to the room shower than go to the cheesecake factory.

On my way back from the cheesecake factory I stop off to play some 3 card poker hoping for a quick score. No such luck. I change $300 than $300 than $400 than $500 before I get fed up of the game and leave with $200 left. I go to Baccarat and prompty hit 12 hands in a row and leave with $1700 and happy as hell.

So now we move on to Thursday I wake up and go downstairs for a smoke and a coffee I stumble into the poker room where they are opening a new 1-2 table so I buy in and sit down. My 5 min smoke ends up being 5 hours. They have a great promotion if you get your aces cracked you get a $100. Every 20 min I think I heard aces cracked. I build up a nice roll playing on a very loose table the guy beside me is a heart surgeon that tells me he calls with any pair. I doubled up through him twice, both times he had bottom pair.

I look at the time and rush to the sportsbook and bet Boston again at -110 and Vancouver at a very cheap -110 and parlay the 2 of them. I go up to the room to relax and watch some sportsdesk. So everything is going great until I realize I got sick playing poker with a t-shirt on. Stupid me somehow I caught a really bad cold so off to Walgreens for some Nyquil.

I will continue this after.

So Iam on my way down when in the elevator we run into this older dude with a Larry David type feel to him. My buddy says nice bling when he points out to us that its the NBA Spurs championship ring. He's one of the minority owners, funny thing is there is only one game on tonight SA vs Denver. I start talking to him about the game he says they've beaten us twice already and that Melo is back should be a tough game.

We depart in the lobby I go get some Nyquil and as I return I see both Boston and Vancouver have won and my tickets are good. As I go up to cash the tix the teller is giving me a look of disgust. No idea why but this guy is pissed. I cash in my tickets and bite my tongue, I was going to tell him "cheer up its not your money Iam winning".

So as I walk away from the disgruntled employee I see that dizzy larry david look a like wandering the sportsbook. He says "where's the spurs game" I tell him the ORL-Clev game is taking longer than expected and TNT starts game 2 when game 1 finishes.

So than I tell him since I saw him again its an omen and Iam going to bet the Spurs. He tells me don't do it and walks away laughing.

So I turn back to the teller and bet 5 bills on the spurs. Since Iam feeling like crap I go back to my room to relax and get away from all the smoke as I have a very bad cough now.

Watching the game in my room Iam laughing Bonner is nailing three's and the Spurs are up by 17. Not only are they winning I even have 6 points to give. So midway through the 3rd quarter I decide to watch the game downstairs and show the dude my bet, if he's around and tell him I had more faith in his team than he did.

I take the ticket out of my pocket and what does it read Nuggets -6. FML and Fck that piece of shit tellar downstairs.

Knowing that its my responsiblity to check my ticket I have no way of doing anything about it.

So everything goes bad from there and nothing I can do about it. The rest of the weekend was uneventfull as after Saturday I slowed down completely. Gotta wait till November to get them back.

good stuff sev..I really would like to be in Vegas when you are there..You are a true degen..I love it.

So who was that guy?

Thats some brutal beats, especially the BB game. Tough break.

But hey, you got to go to Vegas.....now you can plan your next trip.

oor es....We miss u