Sorry for delay, been pratting about with the back end of this thing for 2 days now and its driving me crackers! Had to trim down what i can off the site to get it anything like working. Whole site needs redoing but its a job for when I get home. Was intending a much longer start to the years blog but this will have to do for now, sorry!
Well it’s that time of year again when I optimistically scrape together what I can and go on my pilgrimage to the greatest City on earth. A city, where more prayers are said in one afternoon than the whole of the Vatican and Jerusalem have in a year combined. Vegas!!!
And the people praying here really do mean it!
Sunday the 27th of May
My flight dates had pretty much been arranged around my air-miles. With close to 90,000 of the things I was keen to use them this time. I managed to get a Premium economy going and business class return for less that 500 quid, a result for sure. Only draw back is my choice of dates were 27th may till 15th July. No major harm, maybe a few days early but on the whole was very happy with this.
I have rented a house this year with friends a few miles from the strip, as this was not available till the 29th I decided to check into the Rio for a couple of days. The first event was tomorrow so seemed like a sensible option. After registering for the following days play to avoid the queues and went back to my room to cabbage.
(Hardly the most exciting start I know, but bear with me guys, I tend to wing half the shit while I write in the hope of the odd funny line popping into my head, it was not the most eventful of days)
Monday the 28th of May
Woke pretty early and after breakfast played some cash to kill a few hours before the $1500 NL. With not many tables to chose from I decided to try my luck at some 1/2 PLO. Can’t really do much damage at them stakes. Two hours and a thousand dollars loss later and it was time to play the tournament.
Now at the time of booking my flights I had not been sure when the WSOP would start (Obviously I forgot I needed a hotel room and booked that the night before I left).
It was just sheer chance that I happened to arrive the day before the first official event. It was almost as if the gods themselves had orchestrated things leading to this very moment. They wanted me to play it.
Clearly they didn’t want me to win, sick sense of humour them boys.
All was not lost, well not yet. I decided to register for a $530 sit and go. It never ceases to amaze me how bad the players are on these. If they didn’t turn into such crapshoots I would play far more.
I get down to the last 3 and have roughly 2/3rd the chips in play. Button calls, small blind calls and I check on the BB with k9. The flop is K54. The shortest stack pushes and I call. Now I know people would expect a shove here. And obviously I regret not doing that, NOW! Though at the time it seemed like a good idea. This guy was the biggest calling station ever, and if he caught something on the turn I have no doubt he would get what little he had left in. The turn is a 3 and to my dismay he did indeed hit it. Only it was a gutshot for his A2. Now heads up he has 12.5k to my 7.5k. I probably should have took the 2k on offer for a deal but he was a clown. I decided the best course of action was to carry on. I was wrong. He was getting monsters and slow playing them all. Finally I lose the rest, again with K9 when he smooth calls AK pre-flop. The money goes in on the King high board, sigh!
After dusting off another $550 in a mega satellite that I was in no mood to play I decided to call it a night.
There is always tomorrow!