Day 10, the day we don’t do break-even
Even though it’s much more crowded in the pool during the weekends, the view definitely improves.
We have lunch at the buffet in the Paris with our tickets we got from Bally’s. The buffet itself is so-so, but they have sweet or savory crepes (or ‘Creeps’, as the waitress calls them) made to order.
Even though the vlog from Pokerkraut is not online yet, we notice that almost everybody wants to take a picture of Ropski and Fedor. That’s the downside of being famous. But they always do it in a sneaky way, pretending to take a selfie, take a picture from the casino or even point the camera in a completely different direction, just to trick us. Or maybe, it’s just our imagination.
We have nothing planned for this afternoon so we stroll towards the Park. We pass an Irish pub called Rock & Reilly’s that looks promising so we enter. We sit outside and the first Coronas are ordered. This is nice. Just relax and watch the world go by. A guy dressed like Britney Spears (hit-me-baby-one-more-time-style), several EDC fans, people with the biggest pizza-boxes from pin-up pizza we have ever seen (I googled it, 30 inch pizza’s…), the homeless who all have a system going through the trash, the early drunks, etc etc etc. We like this place and we plan to go back a few times this vacation.
After a couple of hours, we walk back to the apartment. It’s Saturday, so the plan is to play many hours tonight. First, it’s back to Musashi. No need to discuss this. Delicious.
Waiting for a cab to go to EDC
I have never played in the Mandalay before, so it’s about time we play there.
Ok, this is by far the best table I have been at, in like months. At least 3 players have over 1k in front of them and they came to play. There is a lady sitting next to me, who is on a sister-weekend. She has never played poker in a casino before, so everything that she can do wrong, she does. She looks at her cards in a way I can see them, she doesn’t know how to raise properly, you name it. But she is real nice and is over the moon she can actually order a glass of white wine without paying for it. She is just having a good time and that is all that matters. Whenever I can see her cards I try to help her out and tell her what the best way is to look at her cards. The dealer is also assisting her.
When she is in the BB and there is no raise, just limpers she is a bit confused. I say to her: “you can check if you want and if you do that by just tapping on the table you look like a real professional”.
A young guy, who thinks he invented poker and just got seated at the table immediately remarks: “oh, I didn’t know there was a “”professional way”” of checking on a 1-2 table.”
I go full Big Lebowski on him and say that he doesn’t have a frame of reference and that he should just shut the **** up. He is now officially on my ****-list.
The next few orbits he bluffs a few times and proudly shows his cards whenever that works. I stack him when the board is 735J8 and he goes AI for his last $100. I call, he shows 24 for a missed straight and my pocket nines are good. Boy, that feels good.
The next 4 hours I feel like I should be picking up origami as a hobby, because I keep folding. Just my luck, best table by far and I am card dead. I am not a nitty player but this is borderline ridiculous. I see a lot of 3’s and 4’s, combined with 8’s and J’s.
At around the 3AM the big stacks have all left. The promos end at that time and that is noticeable. Last hand is worth mentioning though. I pick up A7ss in EP. I raise, there is 1 call from a LAG guy and the player on the cutoff, who just sat down with $100 goes AI. He had been at my table before and did the same move with 2 napkins so I already anticipated this. I happily call and the LAG also calls. Flop is 567. I bet $250 but the LAG folds unfortunately. New guy jumps up and down and shows 89 of course. I leave with a whopping $92 profit.
Fedor and Ropski are also done but neither of us are tired. Time for some gambling and some serious drinking so we’re off to the Cromwell. Best odds on roulette, craps-tables with a $10 minimum during the weekend instead of $25 and low minimums on the table-game.
I convince the others to join a craps session. We each buy in for $200 and combine this. Ropski wants to throw the dice, so he has to handle the chips too. I explain what and how to bet. 15 minutes later we are down $500. Like I said in the intro, he is very good at losing at these games.
Fedor and Ropski try their luck at the roulette table, while I win back my losses at the Crazy4Poker. When I join them and tell I am break even for the night, Fedor states that we don’t do break even. I figure, why not and try out a new table game, High Card Flush with a negative result of $200.
Ropski has promised about 15 friends back home to place a $5 bet on the roulette table for each one. All they had to do is pick a number. The winning number is 26 and luckily that is one of the numbers that was picked.
It’s 6AM when we finally decide to call it a night and it’s already bright as hell outside. I suggest to stay awake for one more hour and then get some breakfast at Mon Ami Gabi but they are not in the mood. A long day has come to an end.