Vegas trip report - On the plane home
Well, the only thing that went well this week was that I asked my girlfriend to marry me, and she said yes. So I can still consider the trip a success on a personal level, even if my poker playing experience was awful.
Last night, talking to my girlfriend, or I should say my fiance, I told her I was quitting poker. Of course, she didn't believe me. But at the time, I really meant what I was saying. I mean, how much bad luck can one guy take? But now that I've had a few hours to digest the trip, I've come to the realization that while bad luck was a big part of my week, some other factors contributed to my losing over $1500 (I had brought about $2000 - all money that I had won in my previous two trips to Vegas).
First off, the level of competition has increased tremendously. Used to be that if you flopped two pair or a set, someone with top pair would pay you off all the way, even calling your all-in bet. This week, I've seen a lot of players fold good hands to better hands, trusting their reads. When I won pots, they were usually on the small side since getting more money into the pot was difficult when I hit big hands - not that I hit that many of course.
My own play is not as good as I believed it was... And it's also too predictable. I need to start raising more medium strength hands when in position. Since I'm not doing that right now, the good players at the table know that I'm either raising AK, AQ or JJ or better. If I raise, and an Ace flops, they will only play back at me if I'm beaten - so I don't make any money when I've got the best hand, and I lose a big pot when I don't.
One thing I haven't done much so far is putting the opponent on a range of hands... From reading countless articles, I realize that this is a skill I need to develop. Sometimes I can put the opponent on a draw when two of a suit flops, and they just call my post-flop bet. But I need to also do this when the board isn't as obvious. By doing this, and getting better at it, I should be able to pick up more pots by check-raising what I believe are weak hands, and folding when it's obvious I'm beaten.
I came to Vegas with the expectation of playing 4 to 6 hours of poker a day when Annik was here, and then 10 to 12 when she left (FRI-SAT-SUN). But the hours and hours of continuous folding took a toll, and I actually only played about 10 hours of poker in the last 3 days combined. I passed the time by playing black jack, let it ride and carribean stud poker. I broke about even at these games, and actually had some fun - something that was sorely lacking from hold-em poker.
So here's a quick recap of the last 3 days of my trip.
Friday
- Played in a $35 NL tournament at Excalibur, where they give you only $300 chips, blinds start at 5/10, and double every fifteen minutes. There were over 60 entries, and I busted out with two tables left. I basically got blinded out, and had to push all-in a few times before finally getting beat with A6 vs A9.
- Played 6 hours of 1/2 NL at Binion's in downtown Vegas. I bought $150 in chips, never went up over $200, never went down under $100. Just a long, boring session of getting no playable hands. Cashed out $100 and called it a night. The highlight of my day was when this funny looking guy, dressed in a 70's era suit, with a pony tail and a mustache sat at our 1/2 table with about $2000 in chips, and another $10,000 behind in $100 bills. He apparently calls himself the "Duke of Fremont Street". He had this fake laugh, and talked quite loudly. It was a funny sight, and me and the other players all had a good laugh.
Saturday
- Went back down to Binion's to play in their $70 + $40 (one rebuy) tournament. I did the rebuy right away, since 7 of the other 9 players had done it. I played quite conservatively, and made a few nice moves. One hand I had AK, I raised it to $300, a big stack minimum re-raised it to $600, and I went all-in - he folded. Against the same player later, I have 55. I call a small raise. Flop comes 7 4 3 with two clubs. He fires out $400, I raise it to $1000 and he calls. Turn was another 3. He checks, I bet $1500 and take it down. The tables started breaking up, and we were down to about 100 players (163 bought in), when this hand came up. I have about $6000 in chips, blinds are 200/400. A small stack ($800) goes all-in under the gun, 2nd position player calls in front of me. I push all-in in position 5 with AK of diamonds, trying to isolate the small stack and pick up a nice pot. I like this play, because I believe if the player in position two was strong, he would have re-raised himself. But then 2 other players go all-in behind me, and player 2 decides he to has to call as well. I have everyone covered. Their hands are: Position 2 has 77, behind me has QQ, beside him JT and the small stack has A5. Flop came K 2 6, Turn 3, River 4. That gives the small stack the straight, but everyone else loses to my top pair. So I have about $16000 in front of me.
I continued my conservative play, and then we were down to 60 players. Blinds were high, at 400/800 with $75 ante. Several small stacks were left, so I was in good shape. And then I made a big mistake. I was dealt KQ offsuit in 2nd position. That's a hand I had folded earlier in similar position, but this time I decided to come in for a raise. I made it $2400 to go. Everyone folded until it got to the big blind, who flat called the extra $1600. The flop came J 5 6 rainbow, and the BB led out for $2000. I decided he must have a mid pair, or maybe he has the Jack, and I would try to make him believe I had an overpair, so I raised it to $5000. He instantly went all-in. I folded. He showed me KK. The major mistake was playing that hand in the first place. But I still had around $8000 left.
Then came the fatal mistake. A late position player raises my BB to $2000, and I have a suited Q9. I decided to take the flop, and see what happens. Flop came A Q 7. I checked, and he checked. Turn was a blank, and I decided this guy didn't have an Ace, and I went all-in without really thinking. He called with A2, and his hand held up. He trapped me very well with the check on the flop, and I bit. I should have re-raised him pre-flop to put him to the test, since I had him covered and his raise didn't indicate a very strong hand. That's the kind of stuff I need to think about on the spot, and not 2 days later!
I was eventually blinded out when I had to go all-in with 79o, and got a call from A9. The player who knocked me out was very nice (we played about an hour at the same table), and is the editor of Golf Magazine. She apparently also writes for a few other magazines, including some poker mags. She mentionned that she plays a few WSOP events every year.
- Later in the evening, I made my way to the Hooters casino. I just had to go check it out since it was only a 10 minute walk. I played a little bit of let it ride poker, and won $200. The Hooter girl dealers were also a refreshing change from the 60 year olds dealing at Excalibur. So I took my profits to the 1/2 table. The atmosphere was great - it felt like we were playing at someone's cottage with all the wood panneling around us. I had a beer, then another, and another. I made a good pot when my A2 flopped Q22 A J. A very agressive player raised to $6, and I was in the small blind. I almost folded, but then I thought all of the limpers (4 of them) would call the extra $4, so I called. I checked the flop, and everyone checked behind. When the A hit the turn, I led out for $20, and only the pre-flop raiser called. On the river, I bet out $30. He min-raised me to $60. We had been joking around for a while, and drinking beer together. He says he swears he doesn't have a full house. I believed him, so I re-raised him another $55. Now he wasn't laughing - he made the crying call with his KT (straight) hoping I just had the 2... But the good luck didn't last very long - 3 times someone flopped a set on me - each time when I had either top pair, top kicker or an overpair (in pots that I had raised). So I quit after losing another $200 buy-in.
After that, I played some blackjack with some guys from Scotland (Matt and John). And we continued drinking, and had a great time. They closed our table at 3 am, and we made our way back to Excalibur where we played until 7 am! These two guys are behind the Air Rider vacuum - it's apparently something brand new that a friend of theirs invented - the vacuum hovers over the floor, not actually touching it. I have to check their web site later to see the demo. All and all it was a fun night, but I felt the effects of it the next day!
Sunday
I woke up at 1:30 pm, and unfortunately it was too late to go back to Binion's for the 2 pm tournament. I went for a quick greasy lunch at McDonald's hoping that would settle my stomach. It helped a little. I bought in at the Excalibur 1/3 NL game, and lost a buy-in of $200 in 15 minutes when I couldn't hit my open-ended straight draw. That was the end of poker. I played a little bit of blackjack, then went back to my room for a nap. In the evening, I enjoyed dinner at Excalibur's Steakhouse. It was the best meal of my trip - french onion soup, filet mignon and baked potato. Total bill was $51 (I drank water!). I had $40 in comp coupons - so definitely the best $11 meal I've ever had. I played a little bit of blackjack, and went back to my room at 11 pm.
Monday
I left Excalibur at 9 am to go to the airport. Flight was on time, and now I've got about 2 hours to go before I land in Montreal. I won't be playing any poker for some time now. Summer is a busy time for me (lots of golf). Maybe I'll start playing again in the fall, maybe I won't. One things for sure, if I continue playing this game and taking it seriously, I'll expect much more from myself. I need to start thinking on a higher level - not just playing the cards and hoping for the best. That's what seperates the good players from the average ones.