Sorry for the delay on the final day's write-up - I was posting these at the same time as a bunch of WSOP trip reports so decided to hold off a bit and enjoy those instead.
Now seems like a good time to close this one out as I am heading back to Vegas this coming weekend for the Mayweather MacGregor fight (hoping to scalp some tickets) along with other general Vegas debauchery (poker, pit games, sports betting, food, and drink). I'll be doing a post TR write-up when I return from this one, as I feel the quality is better and it allows me to enjoy Vegas and also re-live it later as I write up the TR.
Monday - Day 4 (Final Day)
Having went to bed no later than 11p the previous night, I woke up at 8a feeling pretty good, except for my throat. The dry air, a clogged nose, and lots of alcohol combine into a terrible recipe that severely dries my throat out. Oh well, I chalk it up to variance and move on, because it's the last day and we have a busy schedule.
Today we are playing golf at TPC Las Vegas, and we maneuver our way through the cornfield maze to the Uber with ease and arrive in time for some breakfast burritos perhaps more delicious than the ones at Arroyo yesterday.
This time we are matched up with another two-some, which slows down the pace of play a good bit. But, we are having a great time just enjoying the course and its views.
The hunt for the white pony was cut short at hole 4 due to a botched tap-in par putt, and when it was all said and done, we shot even par 72 with 3 birdies and 3 bogeys. Not great, but not bad!
After wrapping up, we head back to the strip to clean up, catch the rest of the Astros game (which was already underway), and then grab some sushi. I did manage to find a picture of this bet, and this next part I can remember was maybe the most gut-wrenching part of the trip.
We get back, I jump in the shower then bolt for the sports book to catch the rest of the ball game. I arrive somewhere in the 6th or 7th inning and am devastated: the Astros are getting spanked 7-2! How could my brother lead me astray? Well there is no way in hell I'm getting out of this seat til this horror movie is over, and bad only gets worse as the Twins extend their lead to 8-2 heading into the top of the 8th.
Astros 0 0 0 2 0 0 0
Twins 0 0 0 0 7 0 1
Then, in the top of the 8th, I believe the Twins had a pitching change, and one by one the Astros are getting some hits. A run scores, then a few more... After a morning of golf in the heat and the gears fully greased, I am making some noise in the V's sports book. Eventually it's all tied up, but the Astros keep laying it on. All said and done, the Astros have an 11 run 8th inning and end up winning 16-8! I am beyond ecstatic at this point: Mike and I pound several Washington apple shots in celebration, place a few more bets to sweat this evening, then head to Sushi Samba (it's around 4p at this time).
Astros 0 0 0 2 0 0 0 11 3
Twins 0 0 0 0 7 0 1 0 0
https://www.mlb.com/astros/scores/2017-05-29
En route to Sushi Samba we make a quick pit stop at the blackjack tables that nets +1000. Dam life is good at this point!
Sushi Samba was solid but not spectacular. By this point we were famished so if nothing else it got some food in our stomachs at happy hour prices and it allowed us time to formulate a gameplan for the evening. We decided to head over to the Wynn to cash the earlier sports bets then play some poker. It's about 5:30p at this point.
The combination of booze and being flush with cash causes me to hop into the 5/10 game at the Wynn, while Mike jumped into a 1/3 game. I play the 5/10 game until about 7:15p and maneuver my starting stack of $1,000 into about $1,800. I played straightforward, and didn't get put in many tough spots, just betting when I had it and folding when I didn't. The only interesting hand I still remember was:
~8 or 9 handed, all bet sizes estimated, effective stacks around $1,300
Folds to button who raises to $30
I am in SB and look down at JJ and 3 bet to $100
Reggy dude in BB 4 bets to $225
Button folds
I 5 bet to $550 intending to call a shove
From the ~1.5 hours of play up to this point I had seen the BB 3 bet pre-flop quite a bit, and also play pretty aggressively post flop. Additionally, I find that JJ does not play well out of position, I wanted to keep control of the action, and lower the SPR for a relatively easy shove on most good flops.
Luckily the BB folded after not too much thought.
I cash out then head back to the Venetian where Mike is posted up at the sports book. The Rangers and Rays go over (+$500) while the NHL also went over (-280). We take some more Washington apples then hit the pits.
From this point on the memory and notes become hazy, but I remember dropping off most (if not all) of the day's winnings at the blackjack table. I think I was playing $100 min and trying to push my luck with some rather large bets. Anyways, by 11p we are crashing hard both fatigue wise and money wise and hit the hay.
Tuesday morning isn't much, we wake up at 5:15a, check out, then catch an Uber to the airport and its adios Vegas!
Day 4 totals:
I don't have a breakdown of the totals for today, just a short summary which is that I won a **** load of money and dropped it all off at the blackjack tables. Vegas wins again. Dam!
Overall, the trip was a blast and playing golf in Vegas with my own clubs is something I will be sure to do more often. It's a great way to get off the strip for a bit, get outside, and see some spectacular views. Also, I will listen to my bro and place as many baseball bets as he gives me. Can't wait for the next trip. Thanks for reading!
Last edited by br3nt00; 08-22-2017 at 11:54 PM.