So I went for some drinks with friends tonight to enjoy the amazing weather on a patio. Afterwards a bunch of them were going to the casino so I decided to tag along.
The casino we went to runs a poker room thats only limit. I'm pretty comfortable playing 4/8 kill, so I got my name on the list, and 30 minutes later I was in seat 2 at table 4 with 100$ in front of me.
Got off to a good start when I was dealt AsKs in middle position and raised. The flop came with an ace, and I bet all 3 streets to rake a decent pot. I won the next hand with something - I don't remember what. All I know is that it was my kill button the next hand and I was dealt T8o. There were 4 callers and we saw a 97K flop. Open endeeed! I called one bet on the flop to see a blank turn, I think a 3. There were 3 players in the hand at this point and it checked around. The river was a beautiful 6, with no flush on board giving me the nuts. I bet and got one caller to rake a massive pot.
After that I had a couple bad hands. Once I had 77 in a pot that got capped preflop. (I was between the two guys who ended up capping it so I kept thinking "well shit, I gotta call". The flop came something like T83 and it checked around (!?!?!). The turn was a K. The capper bet, the other guy called, and I reluctantly folded. The river was another blank and they both checked ... ace high. AQ high takes the pot over A5o ... ?!?!?!
I also lost a ~decent pot with JJ on a TKKxT board when my opponent rivered a 2-outter ten. That pissed me off a little.
I can see why Santi loves his live limit. Soooo many donkeys. There was some guy who bet all 3 streets of a raised pot with ten high and was calling raises with 32o (and then calling bets with no pair no draw). I mean really.
The very last hand as I was getting ready to leave, I was on the button and got Qc6c. There were a bunch of limps, so I tagged along for shits. The flop came T62. EP bet, it folded to me and I made an "aw fuckit" call. It was down to heads up already.. The turn was a ten. He bets again and I call, feeling better about my hand. The river rags off a 3 and he bets yet again. I announce "call" and before I even get my chips out he's mucked his cards. Sweet. That was a nice lil 80$ pot.
So I left up $155. Pretty sweet
If only I ran like this online...
I wanted to stay, but my ride was pushing me to leave. So I'll almost certainly be back at a casino some time hopefully soon. For now I've gotta pack my bags and get ready to road trip it down to Montanna for may long weekeeeend! It's gonna be a SHIT show and I am PUMPED.
Enjoy your weekend folks.
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very interesting. in my world a shit show is a bad thing, as in, this weekend at work is gonna be a shit show.
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