today's action finds us back at horseshoe and still searching for our first win of the year after the drubbing on opening day.
around 3:10 my name starts flashing for a new game and at 3:20 it's cards in the air.
it's another bad start at the shoe with QQ losing twice in the first hour and thirty minutes of the game. however around 5:00 i flip over trip aces after a villain calls my river bet.
he stares at the board.
he stares at my hand.
he stares at the board.
he shows his hand to his neighbor.
he mucks his hand.
suddenly however, cathy (i believe a former colts cheerleader from the unitas and ameche era) shouts out "show one, show all."
"nah,... let's not see it," i half-jokingly respond causing the dealer to explain to cathy how the other player could still win the pot if he misread his hand and the winning hand was flipped over.
"oh, you'd be really mad at me then, wouldn't you?
"you'd probably want to kill me and you'd be right to want to."
"well, i think murder is probably a bit extreme," i tell her before adding that "i was thinking more about committing suicide and coming back to haunt you with my ghost."
at any rate, i'm on the board but thirty minutes later i lose with AA. before i can shed my first tear however, i river a lucky jack to fill up and win a nice pot with QJ.
i take a short break in the diamond lounge and when i return to the table a new player named
shooter has joined the action.
shooter is possibly
the single unhappiest player in maryland poker. i believe the last time he smiled they were still racing at bowie? however the last time i saw him at horseshoe he actually talked to me and said he thought he remembered me playing at live! before. since i get to live! about as often as paris hilton goes deer hunting i was impressed with his memory and assumed a mutual respect between us.
a few orbits pass and with AQ i raise one limper from middle position. the button calls two cold and shooter raises to $9 from the small blind. the big blind and limper fold. i call and so does the button.
flop: JTX
shooter bets, i call, and the button calls. i turn an ace to overtake shooter's KK and win the pot.
"bad players..." shooter mumbles.
i was thinking of telling him i was almost getting odds to call for the gutshot alone but decided to just let it go. instead of dwelling on how our friendship ended i guess i'll just try and appreciate the good times.
anyhow i have better luck with KK than shooter did going 1-0 for the game. however, when i raise the cowboys from under the gun EVERYBODY folds and i just scoop the blinds. halley's comet will probably fly over the casino before this happens again.
the rest of the game i'm rather card dead but hold on for a $68 win.
on my way out i see another paceadvantage member who is high on life after tcu and oregon go to ot and keep scoring.
my guess is he won 4 digits on the game but i decide to lowball him.
"how much did you win on that over?.... $500?"
"uhh..... no, no. just $300!!" he says.
i think he just dropped a zero.
game +68 (3/6lim)
year -76 (1-1)
kk 1-0 (2-0)
promo 55 (120)
tier 732
