Day 2 part 2
I head over to the new section of the Wynn, where they've made a shopping gallery from where the Ferrari store used to be. I'm supposed to get a 750$ shopping gift card from the host, so I want to check out the options for my wife. Also getting hungry and need to grab some lunch.
While I have no interest in the shops, I have to admit the Wynn has done things up in their usual classy way. It's a nice stroll, and all the shops aren't even open yet. There's also a new Italian place Cipriani or something like that that I decide to make myself a lunch reservation for tomorrow. Gotta try new places when on offer. That being taken care of, I head to Red8 bc it's easy and reliable.
I get a table right by the rail; this is the bar/entrance to the Tower Suites where I typically stay.
I keep it reasonable and only get the shu mai and crispy pork belly. Haven't had the pork belly in a while, they've been out of it the last few times I've tried to order.
The death patch, part 1
Hoo boy. Even now thinking about this part hurts. So after lunch I'm actually getting a second wind. Thought about taking a nap, but I've got hours before I need to register for this tournament, then meet Gobbo for dinner. So of course I decide to play and I just get PUMMELED. Perhaps the clearest indication of how crappy the session was is that I have ZERO pics to show. It was just pure, straight ice, and of course I found a way to lose more than intended as well. I can't recall exactly but I think I lost 7k this session, which put me back at -10k overall.
Totally crushed, I head upstairs to grab that nap. Really should have just done that instead but hindsight is 20/20. I sleep well (get ass-raped will do that), then head over to XS to register.
In my younger days, I would hit clubs with friends and the wife occasionally. Was never super into the scene, but there was a time I understood the appeal. These days, I have zero interest. I'd never see the inside of a place like XS except in a situation like now, so I suppose I ought to grab some pics.
Just past the main entrance. The outdoors stage/pool is beyond the registration desk.
View of the main entrance.
I register for the 11:30am slot. Hope it's lucky! That taken care of, I have about 30 min before dinner at SW. Just enough time to make some money back...
Ugh. Other than that 12k hit earlier today, I'm just running SO BADLY.
SW w/ Gobbo
I arrive a bit early and get seated in the back. This meet up has been a long time coming- I'm a pretty private person, but Gobbo and I have established contact from afar and hey, he's a 2+2 celeb. We've been trying to get this going for a while, but it's always fallen through due to me- either bc family is in town as well, or bc it hasn't worked out.
Gobbo arrives and we instantly hit it off (at least IMO, I'll let him comment if he feels otherwise
We have a lot in common, including (obv) poker and gambling in general, but also MTG. Plus we basically see eye to eye on a host of issues and despite my introverted-ness it's a very easy, free flowing conversation. As I'm still trying to keep the food side reasonable, and Gobbo is picking up the tip, I don't order that much food.
Some special steak they had on offer. Basically Kobe but I think they fed the cow something special for the last few months of its life- honestly can't remember. I only got 4oz which was still more than enough, even sharing with Gobbo. Couldn't tell the difference between this and normal Kobe. 8/10.
Gobbo gets the tomahawk ribeye. Very flavorful and just as good as the Kobe in its own way. 8/10
We split a side of broccolini and truffle creamed corn. Broccolini a solid 7/10, creamed corn at least an 8/10 (only had a couple of bites, I could have eaten the entire thing).
I skip dessert, Gobbo gets the coconut cream pie. I had a bite- 7/10 (it was good but I'm not a fan of coconut).
After that solid meal, it's time to hit the machines. Gobbo sweats me while I play. I had explained to him how I was just getting crushed this trip and I was willing to fire a 2k bullet at this venture. I'm not in for much, when we see a lightning strike!
With that in the bag, I set a new stop loss and we play on. Pretty soon after, I get to prove to Gobbo that I really am the king of dealt non-premium quads.
I set a new stop loss, and we keep going. Just as I'm getting down to my last bit, the seemingly standard rescue comes in!
So weird. I was telling Gobbo you really can't make this stuff up. I've lost track of the number of times I think I'm done, and the machine just finds a way to hook you back in.
There was also some spin poker in there that didn't generate anything, as well as a couple of trip aces draws- I let Gobbo draw at one of them, but he screwed it all up, of course
Finally I hit my stop loss and I head upstairs intending to turn in early. Say my goodbyes to Gobbo and we part ways. I can't remember exactly how the session ended but I think +4k- that sounds about right. So I'm Only stuck 8k for the trip now.
So... I get upstairs and toss and turn for a bit. It's only 9pm or so. MUST SLEEP!!!!
No good. Give up and head back downstairs. I hope I don't regret this decision. My first move is to change it up a bit, get some of my run bad out cheaply. That means...
True to expectation, I run bad. I only got one bonus game with no shot at the jackpot. Zero other features. I dump 300 and then head back to VP.
The death run, part 2
It's funny how everything lined up here. Was running well with Gobbo; stop with the best of intentions to lock in a recovery and get some much-needed sleep. Can't sleep, head downstairs. And... get pummeled. Again. I lost another 7k this session, which puts me at -15k overall. Again no pics to show. Such a ridiculous, demoralizing streak of run bad. I ended up not even going to bed that late- before midnight I believe. So I've been here 24hrs, am stuck 15k and that is with a 12k hit in there. This sucks. I really need a score in this tournament...
Day 2 result- -6k
Overall- -15k
Day 3 coming soon...