We then made our way to the Walmart on Spring Mountain to pick up supplies for the week before motoring over to the Orleans and checking in. Since it had been a long day already, we decided to stay at the Orleans and play there for the rest of the evening.
|View of the Strip from the Orleans|
I won our local poker league and the prize was a trip to Vegas and an entry into a WSOP event. I chose the Super Seniors Event again this year and would be joined by Philly Phanatic, who won the second seat our league awarded.
Philly and I met at the Rio Sunday evening and walked the hall to register for our tournament. Once we completed that task, Ms. Duck and I drove Philly and his girlfriend back to the Orleans and bought dinner. The chicken and sausage gumbo was as good as I remembered.
Our tournament started at 10 am on Monday with Philly and I seated only one table apart, which I thought was unusual considering how many tables were used for the 2,600 players who entered.
|Philly Phanatic prepares for battle.|
|Actual photo of me at the break.|
I have no big hands to report at the third and fourth levels and at the second break my stack had grown a little to $44k. My table had broken, so Philly and I were separated and I was unable to keep up with how he was doing.
At my second table there was a legally blind player to my immediate left. He used a card magnifier to read hie hole cards and have the dealer read the board to him. It was fascinating to watch him play, and he played well.
When we hit the dinner break I was down to $34k, having lost several small to medium pots. The blinds and antes were getting large enough to be a concern and I knew I needed to start building my stack quickly.
Shortly after the dinner break I was moved again, this time to another room. Looking to my right, I saw Philly sitting at the next table, holding onto a decent stack of chips.
Memphis MOJO texted me earlier in the tournament and I was able to stop and say hi to him as I was moving tables. We were able to visit for a few minutes at a later break and shared an enjoyable talk about poker and preparing for tournaments. MOJO works hard at his craft and it shows in his results. Plus he's a pleasure to be around.
By the time we visited, my stack had dwindled to $18k. I was at $45k when I called an all-in for $25k from the lady to my right. She tabled A9 and I felt good about my AK bringing me a much needed big pot. However, an A-4-9 flop did me in and rather than having $70k to play with, I was short stacked.
A few hands later I pushed with AQ and was called by the big stack at the table who tabled 99. No pair for Lucki Duck and my tournament ended on the final level of the evening.
Philly Phanatic finished the day with $44k chips, but busted at the second level on Day 2, just short of cashing.
MOJO finished number 232 and cashed, so congratulations MOJO!
Ms. Duck and I decided to drive to the Silverton on I15 the next day, and enjoy the buffet and some gambling. We also stopped by the 117.000 gallon aquarium, which is impressive if you like that sort of thing (I do).
On the way we passed by the construction site of the new NFL stadium. They say it will house a professional football team, but it's the Raiders, so I'm not sure that qualifies. :)
Wednesday was moving day as we packed and moved our operations to the Palazzo, one of our favorites on the strip. Once settled, we decided to have a late lunch at the historic Peppermill. We shared some sliders, quesadillas, and chips with salsa. The sliders were excellent, but the quesadillas and salsa were pedestrian. I guess we are too used to the spicy "Tex-Mex" food at home. The atmosphere was great and we will definitely be back, but for an evening meal next time.
|Your humble scribe at Peppermill.|
Unfortunately, this was the story of my trip. Whether tournament or cash game poker, craps, video poker, slots; I lost at 'em all. It was one of those trips we all have.
Ms. Duck was the recipient of a fresh summer cold, so there's that.
We caught a late flight from Vegas back to Dallas, which was delayed. Once we secured our truck we headed south to Waco, but didn't get far before coming upon a wreck on the freeway, causing another delay. It was a little after midnight when we pulled in the driveway and completed another fun trip to Sin City.
I can't wait to get back!
Good luck to all who are competing in the WSOP this summer, I hope you make a deep run!
Till next time, win the flips!