Toss's Degenerate Vegas Christmas Trip Report (LONG)

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Like all good degenerate Asian families me, my older brother, and my parents went to Vegas for Christmas. We left from LA at 1:00 Saturday. I made the first bet of the trip with my brother about how long it was going to take to get there. My brother said we'd see Luxor no later than 6:00. I predicted heavy traffic and guessed 7:30. Unfortunately I won the bet. Whoever said vegas was slow during Christmas was lying! It was like half of California was trying to get there.

Excaliburr
We roll into excalibur, check-in, and instead of going out to eat with the family I hit the poker room instead. First degenerate mistake of the night. I put my name on the 200NL game and sit down at 3/6 limit. First hand I get get dealt in UTG and I straddle. (Or strooodle as one of the dealers like to say.) Some donk raises after me, someone 3-bets, another donk coldcalls, I 4-bet blind, donk caps. Four way to the flop for 5 bets each. Flop is T92r. I tell the table I hit the flop hard and bet. Donk who capped preflop is shaking his head because he knows I haven't looked at my cards yet. We end up capping it 3 ways on the flop and on the turn. By the river both donks are all in and the board is T922T. First donk flips over JJ, other donks has A-high, I flip over my cards to find QTo, shipit. I grab a fistful on chips and spray them at the dealer. Donk who capped preflop says, "How do you play defense against that?" That's right you can't play defense against that. The whole table is already on tilt.

By the time I get to the 200NL table I've had 3 Sam Adams and a Sobe/Vodka. I fold a few hands and straddle UTG. I get five limpers and I push because no one would limp/call an all in right? Right?!?! Everyone folds I show my 52o. A visibly drunk Persian guy says, "I like your style" and orders me a shot from the waitress which was good because I was getting sober and might've actually started playing good. The shot glass was huge. Any bigger and I would've had to use both hands to take it. I straddle/push two more times at the table with 43o and AA. The damn nits folded. I finally make some money when I get it all in preflop with AKo against two donks who both had ATo. No one makes a pair and I get shipped three more stacks of red to join my original two. Unfortunately I lose a full buyin to one donkey who limp/calls my straddle/raise with 22. Flop is 436 and I open push with 43o and he calls! He hits runner runner flush and gets shipped the pot.

I'd also like to mention the ridiculous amount of tipping I did. Within a few hours I tipped over $100 to the dealers and the cocktail waitress. Win the pot? Tip a few whites. Get the drink here faster? Tip a redbird. Where's the closest restroom? Here's a few more whites. Thanks to my frequent tippage I'm pretty wasted after a 5 or 6 orbits. I notice a European looking teenage guy playing pretty tight ABC sitting to my right so I ask him if he's Finnish, Swedish, Norwayish? Nope he's from England. Do you play online? Yes he does. A 2+2er by any chance? Yes to that too. It turns out he posts in the HU section of the site from time to time. He's on a poker excursion from England and has been grinding it out in the 1/2, 1/3 NL games around Vegas. Now in retrospect I feel pretty bad because he had to sit there listen to my drunken ramblings all night long. I bet he enjoyed my atrocious 80 proof alcoholic breath as well. And when he leaves I decide to torture him some more and follow the poor guy to the Flamingo. (<font color="green">+150</font> Poker after tips)

Flamingo
I was utterly drunk walking to the Flamingo. I hadn't eaten anything all day long, weighed 130 pounds, and had so much liquor in me that I would've exploded if I bumped too hard into something. This is where my memory gets fuzzy. On the way there some guy discreetly but cleary says "COCAINE, MARIJUANA, ECSTASY". I respond "No thank you Mr. Drug Dealer". Then the
at Flamingo were pretty busy, but I get seated in a few minutes. The table looks like a bunch of old nits so I started straddling every orbit. I finally played a big pot when I make it $20 to go with AKo after two limpers, (it's a 200NL table), and I get SIX callers. Wow maybe the table isn't nitty after all. The flop is Q[img]/images/graemlins/heart.gif[/img]9[img]/images/graemlins/heart.gif[/img]3[img]/images/graemlins/diamond.gif[/img] and it's checked around. Turn is A[img]/images/graemlins/spade.gif[/img] and a Russian looking guy bets $25, I minraise and we see the river HU. I get it all in and win a nice pot. I ended up donking


after coming back from the restroom I sit down at the table and all my chips are gone. "What the hell?" I had over 2 stacks of red. I ask the teenage looking guys sitting to my right where my chips are. They say they're gone and snicker. "What the hell?" I sit around thinking either someone is playing a joke or my chips really did get stolen. After about 5 minutes I realize I sat at the WRONG table and I get up to go to my seat. The table I was sitting at cracks up and they laugh for a good minute or so. I order some water because it's clear I need to start sobering up. The other big hand I played was where I lost my stack. I raise UTG with Q[img]/images/graemlins/club.gif[/img]J[img]/images/graemlins/club.gif[/img] and get 13 callers. Flop is Q[img]/images/graemlins/diamond.gif[/img]9[img]/images/graemlins/club.gif[/img]8[img]/images/graemlins/club.gif[/img]. There's about a billion chips in the middle so I check and it gets checked to some old looking nit with 6 or 7 buyins in midposition who bets. I shrug and push All In and old guy tanks for a whole minute. He finally calls and shows 88. The board pairs and I rebuy. I slowly



brother picked me up and drove me back to the hotel where I tried to sleep. I didn't get any for till 10 in the morning. Those 5 hours were pure hell. I vomited all the drinks I had that night. I vomited up bile. I vomited air. Way to go Toss. (<font color="red">-200</font> from Poker)

Day Two of the trip to follow. (Wynn, Stratoshpere, Casino War, Blackjack)