APAT - Vegas Vengeance: Monday, 14th November 2011
Perhaps the Irish Nachos and Irish Coffee wasn’t such a good idea. I don’t usually eat of lot of dairy products and the lactose may have had an unfortunate effect on my digestive system. That meant another disturbed night.
Either that or my system is trying to fight something off...I was sneezing a little this morning and I had the feeling that a cold might be coming so I dosed myself up with some left over drugs I got the last time I was here.
So, feeling rather...erm...empty, I wallowed for a while and I didn’t make it out of the hotel room until after 2pm. I couldn’t face eating so I just went straight to the poker room.
I got seated almost straight away for a change and bought in for my usual $200. On looking back, I realise that I was playing a little tighter than I was yesterday. A defensive mechanism perhaps but it worked.
I stayed out of silly hands (as you should) and save some money by easy folds when I might have called ‘for value’ yesterday. I didn’t get involved in a couple of hands where I made the ultimate nuts on the turn and several other players had a piece or were going for lows that didn’t get there.
I’d limited myself to soft drinks and water after the nights intestinal difficulties and it did seem to have done the trick. I still wasn’t hungry though.
By 5.30pm, I was up around $200 (which is a nice feeling) when Andy Duncan tapped me on the shoulder and told me that he and Deb were thinking of driving over to the Stratosphere for their 7pm tournament.
I decided that locking up the win would be a sensible thing so I elected to join them.
We drove over (spotting one of my back-up venues for Friday on the way) in time for the start and the action was simply crazy...at least on my table. It’s the usual madness that happens when there is an add-on and re-buy phase. I didn’t fare two well and busted out around half-way but not until I’d taken out Andy blind-on-blind when he ran into my KK.
I was crippled by the same KK against my AJs even though the guy did the whole ‘Oh, I’ll have to make stand’ Hollywood bit. I’d already committed enough so that I was going to see it through and despite having 12 outs on the flop I managed to miss them all.
I went all-in blind on the next hand and, as it turned out, with the best hand 22 vs. AQs vs. QJs...but the board ran out hearts to give the same villain as before a flush.
Deb lasted until 15th or so and we decided to come back to the Orleans for some food. We had a nice meal in TGIs and I downed a couple of Stellas but by the end I was feeling rather tired and decided to call it a night rather than play a little more cash.
I bid the Duncans goodnight and made my happy way back to my room for a nice rest.
All was well and the drinking bear hasn’t put in an appearance yet...but there is a rumour that he’ll be getting to town on Thursday. I’m alerting the TSA and ICE.
