DISCLAIMER: post is almost completely devoid of strat. Just a stroll down memory lane for me. There may be a bad beat story or two in here, so feel free to skip if that's not your cup of tea.
Fall 2012. With a phoenix-like rise, I had resurrected my poker bankroll, brinking on 4 figures at its depths, to the deep five figures. Pokerstars ZOOM had launched in April 2012 and I do recall easy five figure months for at least a year following that. Riding the totally-rational exuberance of my circumstances, I decided it high time I start gambooling it up! And where better to shoot for the moon than the land of saunas and baccarat: MACAU, where the streets are paved with gold. Word on nvg was that noted scrubby bumhunters good2cu, peachy_keen and traheho were printing millions there. How hard could it be? Flight and hotel instabooked and I was there within a day of my decision to give the macau dream a shot.
Upon arrival, I skipped checking in at the hotel and headed straight to the Wynn. Trading the cash I brought, I got about 75k HKD in return, 750bb for the 50/100hkd that ran across multiple tables. A shorthanded 1k/2k game with 2p2 hero raptor and several asian whales ran in the roped-off high stakes section. I knew all that separated me from those games and those easy Macau millions was a couple thousand hours of grind. And so, on no sleep for 30 hours, starving, but even hungrier for the dream, I waitlisted. And waited. And waited. And waited. The list was 10 deep so I figured the staff would fire up a new table, but no such luck. With the list inching ahead as the hours passed at some point I figured my time would be better spent in bed so I trudged out to the hotel. I don't recall my exact dreams, but I imagine I was fantasising about being at that table, Ivey to my left, durrr and the rest of the fishes to my right, high stakes NLHE all night at the Wynn.
I returned fresh the next day and sat 10k deep in a 50/100 that was just starting up. No western regs to be found, so I was ready to get this gravy train running! I pumped out a 12+ hour session on my first day with no real luck. No need to be worried I thought, it was likely just a couple hundred hands. Things like this happen all the time! Slept some, got in another monster session, slept, another session, slept, another. losing. session. After about five days of this I wan't just second guessing myself. I was second guessing the nature of my reality: Is time a flat circle? Do aliens exist? Is Hell real and if so, am I in it? I understood it was such a small sample and nearly anything could happen, but playing in the easiest games on the planet and constantly getting destroyed does something to a man.
Live bankroll running on empty, I pursued a few cash acquiring options. I paid a 5% vig at the cage to purchase some chips. I capped out my cards daily on the ATM machines. I stood in the face of the runbad gods and slugged 'em right on the chin. And eventually it happened. One morning I showed up at that table and people just kept giving me money. 50 bb here, 150bb there, bluff got through, couple of Indian guys appear on my right: things were just going my way. By early afternoon I had 100k in front of me and the whole plan just felt imminent. You know, if you put in the time, at some point, it will all come together. Funny thing about those variance gods, though. They absolutely despise hubris.
I open 55 in EP, about 300bb eff with most of the table at 50/100. Whales call behind, BTN squeezes, I call and we go to the flop 3-4 way. 345r
Checks to PFR who bombs. I call and go hu to turn and its innocuous enough. 9. x/c. River T offsuit. X/SNIPPITY SNAP SPEED OF LIGHT CALL. 76o is good.
I go on to get redlined for a few hundred BB, including this cute one. I open AQo in MP. 50vpip aggro grandpa calls in SB and we go heads up. I've seen him doing some weird stuff, lots of limp reraising and showing down dumb stuff and x/r on various streets with derpy stuff. KJ2fd flop. I have A
Qx. I cbet and call 2.5x x/r. Turn is something like 4
. He bets and I call. River is a blank like 8
. Grandpa pots it all in and I go into the tank. I know this dude is way too aggro and could definitely have stuff like Q
9
but the queen blocks some of those and I have A
so he doesn't have the nut flush draw. That all being said, this guy was really out of line so i was seriously still considering flicking it in. After a few minutes I pitch my hand and grandpa tables A2o like a champ. Great value bet or terrible bluff? You decide.
And then this hand happened.
I don't recall the exact action on this one but I've got the gist. 500bb eff with 90vpip super whale. SW open limps EP, a few limp behind, I look down to the holy grail, AA. Raise nice and big and action folds to whale who goes for the limp reraise
We get that nice sized 4ball in and go heads up to the flop. Something like J
6
4
SW x/c. Turn a brick like 2
or whatever. SW x/c. River, 9
SW checks and we happily stick the rest in for like 60% pot on the river. He tanks for about two minutes before he sighs, rolls his eyes and flicks in that call. Table that AA like I just won the lottery and the dealer starts counting stacks to make sure I cover. Like I said we were really deep so this took a minute or two, possibly longer since the dealers are generally inexperienced. Just as the dealer starts pushing the pot over to me, this mother ****er tables 8
5
with the nastiest ****-eating grin I've seen in my life.
Just totally gutted. Livid. Nearly deranged. How. Why. Broken, I took my flight home later that night. Some months later I took another shot at Macau with no real success.
In total I'm stuck about 150k HKD in about 200hours of play in that 50/100 game. Surely I could have dug in and pushed on in those games, but the whole place just stank to me after my first two trips. No cabby, I don't want nice Chinese girls. No I don't want the peking duck. And no, I sure as hell never want to go to the macau wynn again.
Everyone and their mom who stayed made a killing there. The aussie kids I met out there made it up to those nosebleed games within a year or two. I just couldn't do it. At least I had my 4bb/100 500zoom winrate. At least for then.
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Originally Posted by sirin
Cool thread.
Why no c/r range on 8x6s2s? Is it just because of the limper presumably being weak or is it a general thing on this flop?
Ehh I probably should have x/r range there unless its a particularly huge whale. Most whales these days aren't overcalling like A2o there and a strat where I'm raising my strong hands and folding out some equity from whale and reg is likely better. I don't like this particular hand for it though. I'd prefer bigger FDs and some hands like 5
4
that can barrel off on blanks and get all those ez folds from his bricked draws
Last edited by SetzerG; 03-25-2017 at 08:24 AM.