trip report 6/5-15?(I haven't written it.)
06-26-2021
, 02:57 AM
Interesting hand before dinner break:
Now we have 1 min left on the clock before the 45 min long break. Utg+1 raises to 2.5x from his avg stack of about 30 bb, everyone folds to me at the small blind. I call with t9ss from my 3x svg stack of about 90 bb. Big blind calls, leaving about 10 bigs behind.
Flop comes qj2ss. Dream flop for us. Without too much hesitation, I announce all in, push a stack of pink chips into the middle, enough to cover both of them.
Bb sighs, and folds. Now the original raiser appears to be in deep pain. A minute later, he flips over jj face up, and starts to talk to himself, back and forth, back and forth. It went on for another few minutes.
Now I am in shock. I am not even a bit nervous. I don't care either way. When I shoved I didn't care if he would call, as I'd have plenty of equity vs almost all hands; if he folds, sweet, I win with ten high. My aggression was aiming to fold out A high hands, middling pairs, maybe up to kq without a back door opportunity. No, I didn't not plan on folding out a set of Jacks, qj, or even aq.
When I saw his hand, I obviously preferred a fold, as my % just dropped from flipping, or even slightly ahead to a 4/6 underdog. But it was more hilarious than anything at this point.
They broke a table right before the break so some players just arrived at our table. After they saw the jj, along with our friend who is deeply in the tank, they too now have their mouth open and trying to hold in the great shock.
Another few minutes later, he calls. I get my flush, but he hits quads. So I shipp over some chips.
I texted some friends. "Do I look like the biggest nit in Vegas???""Someone almost folded second nuts on the flop to me!"
Now we have 1 min left on the clock before the 45 min long break. Utg+1 raises to 2.5x from his avg stack of about 30 bb, everyone folds to me at the small blind. I call with t9ss from my 3x svg stack of about 90 bb. Big blind calls, leaving about 10 bigs behind.
Flop comes qj2ss. Dream flop for us. Without too much hesitation, I announce all in, push a stack of pink chips into the middle, enough to cover both of them.
Bb sighs, and folds. Now the original raiser appears to be in deep pain. A minute later, he flips over jj face up, and starts to talk to himself, back and forth, back and forth. It went on for another few minutes.
Now I am in shock. I am not even a bit nervous. I don't care either way. When I shoved I didn't care if he would call, as I'd have plenty of equity vs almost all hands; if he folds, sweet, I win with ten high. My aggression was aiming to fold out A high hands, middling pairs, maybe up to kq without a back door opportunity. No, I didn't not plan on folding out a set of Jacks, qj, or even aq.
When I saw his hand, I obviously preferred a fold, as my % just dropped from flipping, or even slightly ahead to a 4/6 underdog. But it was more hilarious than anything at this point.
They broke a table right before the break so some players just arrived at our table. After they saw the jj, along with our friend who is deeply in the tank, they too now have their mouth open and trying to hold in the great shock.
Another few minutes later, he calls. I get my flush, but he hits quads. So I shipp over some chips.
I texted some friends. "Do I look like the biggest nit in Vegas???""Someone almost folded second nuts on the flop to me!"
06-26-2021
, 03:08 AM
Now I have to go to the cafe for the prime rib sandwich. I need the comfort food to calm down a little. Haha, spent a lot of energy being in shock in the last 7 or so minutes.
Our pair of jj friend somehow happened to be in front of us in line at the cafe. We talked about the hand, and had a laugh about it.
"Yeah I thought you had qq, but then you didn't 3 bet pre flop, so I talked myself into calling.."
The sandwich was delicious, just like all the other food at the Wynn. Now we are back to battle.
Our friend in fact, went on a heater the next level. Managed to take a lot more chips from me. I got under the average stack/less than 25 bb for a bit even, but we managed to hang on, and recouped.
Now we are at the final table again, two days later, in the same tournament.
Our pair of jj friend somehow happened to be in front of us in line at the cafe. We talked about the hand, and had a laugh about it.
"Yeah I thought you had qq, but then you didn't 3 bet pre flop, so I talked myself into calling.."
The sandwich was delicious, just like all the other food at the Wynn. Now we are back to battle.
Our friend in fact, went on a heater the next level. Managed to take a lot more chips from me. I got under the average stack/less than 25 bb for a bit even, but we managed to hang on, and recouped.
Now we are at the final table again, two days later, in the same tournament.
06-26-2021
, 03:30 AM
Interestingly, guy who busted me at the final table two days prior, were sitting across from me again.
He talked about the aj ak that night, said yea cooler sorry, then told me a bad beat happened later that night of aa losing to 88. Now I look down at AA.
Welp..better be careful.
I don't even remember how the hand went down, but I won a decent sized pot with it. Hey friend, this is how you play AA
We now have a decent stack. No need to be on tourney life support and shove any A I see like two days ago. It is always nice to be at the final table, and still to be able to play some poker--- bully shorties, raise and fold, abuse the pay jump, all that jazz.
Hours passed by quickly. A few people busted, but as the pay jump became more significant, the pace of play slowed down quite a bit. Timing sometimes is everything in poker, but so are emails! Southwest kindly emailed while I was getting tired, to remind me of checking in again. I click. "Oh you can change to a later flight today with no extra cost!"
How did they know I am deep in this and need some celebratory extra sleep before my flight? Click. 6 am--->>11 am departure time. That is a FULL 5 hrs of extra sleep!
Now gentlemen, I got all the time to grind this out with ya'll.
7 left.
6 left.
Now 5.
I got short. Looked down and saw aq from the big blind. Alright..everything has to end at some point. This could be it. Or we double up and keep fighting!
Now utg+1 raised to 4x, a marvelous 100k. Small blind, who has all the chips in the world, snap shoves. Oh boy..bye aq! Easy fold, but still quite disappointing to throw them away with less than 15 bigs at the time.
Utg+1 player is now out qq<kk. We laddered up.
I wish I could report here that by the end of the night, I was the proud winner of the tournament, but I had to push a very small stack all in with a3s four handed and ran into ak and out 4th place.
Still happy with the score. Happy with how I played throughout the day. And now I got a story to tell about how I almost made someone fold a set on the flop
I got all the sleep I needed that night. Flew back home. But two days later, I was back in Vegas.
To be continued.
He talked about the aj ak that night, said yea cooler sorry, then told me a bad beat happened later that night of aa losing to 88. Now I look down at AA.
Welp..better be careful.
I don't even remember how the hand went down, but I won a decent sized pot with it. Hey friend, this is how you play AA
We now have a decent stack. No need to be on tourney life support and shove any A I see like two days ago. It is always nice to be at the final table, and still to be able to play some poker--- bully shorties, raise and fold, abuse the pay jump, all that jazz.
Hours passed by quickly. A few people busted, but as the pay jump became more significant, the pace of play slowed down quite a bit. Timing sometimes is everything in poker, but so are emails! Southwest kindly emailed while I was getting tired, to remind me of checking in again. I click. "Oh you can change to a later flight today with no extra cost!"
How did they know I am deep in this and need some celebratory extra sleep before my flight? Click. 6 am--->>11 am departure time. That is a FULL 5 hrs of extra sleep!
Now gentlemen, I got all the time to grind this out with ya'll.
7 left.
6 left.
Now 5.
I got short. Looked down and saw aq from the big blind. Alright..everything has to end at some point. This could be it. Or we double up and keep fighting!
Now utg+1 raised to 4x, a marvelous 100k. Small blind, who has all the chips in the world, snap shoves. Oh boy..bye aq! Easy fold, but still quite disappointing to throw them away with less than 15 bigs at the time.
Utg+1 player is now out qq<kk. We laddered up.
I wish I could report here that by the end of the night, I was the proud winner of the tournament, but I had to push a very small stack all in with a3s four handed and ran into ak and out 4th place.
Still happy with the score. Happy with how I played throughout the day. And now I got a story to tell about how I almost made someone fold a set on the flop
I got all the sleep I needed that night. Flew back home. But two days later, I was back in Vegas.
To be continued.
