D-E-G-E-N-E-R-A-T-E Gambling

Its been a few days since my last post, but my most recent expedition while here in Las Vegas was a night following a long day at the Rio. Dane, Lily (Van Marcus's missus) and I decided to head downtown to Binion's to play some poker. Once there Dane and Lily headed to the craps tables while I headed straight to the famous Binion's poker room.

With no room on the $1-2 NLH game, I put my name on the list and decided to play $2-4 limit holdem. With no idea how much to buy in for I asked for $200; with a puzzled look from the chip runner I gave him 3 $100 bills instead. As I sat down with 2 stacks of red $5 chips and 5 stacks of blue $1 chips, I had my nearest opponent outchipped by $100 and most of the table covered by $150 to $200. That puzzled look given to me by the chip runner was not in relation for buying in short, but for buying in for too much; oh well.

As I started to recieve cards, people started cracking jokes about my 7 stacks of red and blue chips. With chat revolving around Australia, why I'm here, the WSOP and many other things, I slowly started to chat to get to know the player on my right.

Her name was Michelle, and she was a 32 year old bartender of Spanish decent who had been in Vegas since she was 18. We got along like a house on fire with her having a wierd obsession with my accent and how I pronounce words like 'player' and the like. As our Corono's were delivered and our shots of Crown I took down my first pot with top top, and it wasn't the last as I played really tight and solid and grinded up a slow profit of around $50 by the end of the hour.

With Michelle taking down a nice pot and having to run to the bathroom after our 3rd shot of Crown and subsequential Corona I decided to stack her chips into a nice little design - the first (and hopefully not my last) of my trip so far.

 

Michelle's chip stack at Binion's

Finally her brother was upset as we were having way too much fun and consequentially decided to drag her out and leave me to defend against the now short-handed table as we approached 3am. Over the next 30 minutes I went on to drop $200 to pretty much the same guy; it was unbelievable - everytime I had AK to his AQ it would be a queen-high board, or I would have Jacks against his 8's and he would river a set. Over and over again this happened.

On super tilt and looking to rebuild so I was at least even I headed over to the $1-2 game to join Dane and Lily; who after a few drinks and a nice little profit from craps had finally decided to hit the felt. An hour into the NLH game, i had built from $100 to around $200 without ever getting a major hand. At that point we reached 4-handed play and decided to switch it up to $1-2 PLO. With everything going smoothly; back to even, and play reaching 3-handed, we all decided to do $10 omaha flips.

16 flips!! Yep thats right, I lost 16 flips in a row to both Lily and Dane and my whole stack bar $100!! Starting at $10 it got uped to $15 and then $20 and finally a few $50 ones where I would flop a straight and lose to runner runner flush or book!! Tilting to the max I headed to the $1 roulette tables to try and grind my back to even. With 20 minutes I eventually ran my remaining $100 back up to $300 and was somewhat square and on my way back to the Nugget for a now stressless night's rest.